City of words 2009

 

Colin Baxter

 

 

Four blank walls in space 
The exhalation of a sigh     answered by 
The whir of motion

A slow electric shock
Of freeze frame jumps
The discrete motions of
A chain of days and turns into
Something rich and strange

Manhattoes rise up
like the smile of a Nazi through a periscope

 

Down the ramp   in the tunnel
Round and about above the bass
of timeless tunes
Crackles the warmth of blues

 

 

 

 

 

 

Out of body   forgetful to myself

Floating upside down    peering

Through liquid crystal

On the dark sheen

Beneath the noise of heat

Perpetual currents in motion

Weave between amnesiac water

that disappears

down to

the dark centre

 

 

Cast yourself upon the shore

Entrapped by glare of the universal roar

The euphoric space in electric air

Bewildered reflections of shadowy semblance

Furtive figures up and down sides of streets

That pass in blind muffled alternation by:

Roar of mother blood and

Blasts of heat beating faces

 

Neon snakes across and up rained
on sienna glaze streets
In luminous licks and erotic streaks
Hisses along the electric nerve's happy surface
Pink bright green violet violent flesh...

 

Swishes wails and screeches

Jolt and flow in synaptic shocks

The scrambled pulses dot and dart

Split and fuse then sped up flicker

The fissures of human nerve shot in strips

 

Hiss and shot of smoke and steam
The bellowing earth beneath our feet
Inert, implacable selves of
Faces stutter, flicker and blur…

 

Smell of sewer and
Rotten metal gassy yellow glares...

 

Wan and drugged watery faces
In white and silent empty streets

 

Hot wires humming sizzle and crackle
in static emptiness, spike
nerve, blood, flesh and bone...

 

Syncopated stab then jagged flash
And scream of light..

 

Raucous clacks and stutters and howls and
Strangled squeals:
Sad black smoke exhaling sighs...

 

 

 

The streaming mass awash with light
Moves in lines infra-red and breathing heat

Long and shrill up avenue and street
Blasts of air and shadow sweeps by

 

Past sandstone sphinx and slate-grey pyramid
shifting, flickering signs and
phantoms prisoned in panes of glass

 


Past fractured cube, parabaloid bend and
Sharp oblong sphere
Shapes of phosphor and the ghosts of
Light ablaze in ice

 

Eternal loops of Love Slaves
Tortured To Blood Dripping Death
In the electrical nerve of message strips
Their debt a string of digits...

 

 

 

 

The skeletons of giants possess the sky
With bright and shiny ebony bones
Slats of silhouette, sinuous struts

And orange shoulders that swim in late sun:
They glow gold as they smile
Suck in success and exhale their genius

 

 

 

Circuit crawls up steel glass skin
And moves in bars across the sky
Licks of flame letter the tops
That blacken and blaze in sodium lit
magic script that seeming smiles
In a cool spangle of toccata rhyme

 

 

 

Frozen sensations on sticks
Ice cream tops smeared scarlet
Plush and cream
With glaze carbuncle lip tints of
Berry, mocha and spice
Shriek up their spines and
Slice up the sky

Big, rich rubber red lips
Spurt electric serpents that crack up black night
Blast with light then backwards cackling

Rushing shriek away:

Roaring laughter echoing rings
Upon the gold clouds metropolitan

 

Ruin of stone in a circle and

The Winged Beast of Babylon

Snaking down a grid

That pours itself into sea

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lightning bolts crackle on top  

A bubble of air  black space behind
A triangular eye looks bright above

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunrays drop   beam liquid light
On a golden dome and glassy spires
Splash on tips sparkles crackling
Bright powder pink to electric blue.

The beam paints as tints on the surface
A lit up smile of acid light

Warm sanguine welcoming glows
Twitch in phase with pulses
Light shot out of an eye

Fulgurations jasper, sardonyx and topaz:

slick ice.
The rhythmic flux of a circle

A perfect sphere of stone

 

Longing pulses   pours quenchless streams
That dazzle dark  mock the empty air
In magical proportions he
Dreams of self as shining like
The Golden Porches of the Sun:
Bright beams vibrant
With constant flicker  flash

Of limb and dance of knives

 

Static, flat, perfect smooth
The pitchy slick glows cool upon
The surface of each skin

 

The absolute god of adamant
Absorbs the flux of black
On slabs cosmic beasts scaly armour.
In stupor we descend to glass
A lucid demon opens the door
His tongue swells
Then splits what it speaks
To static burst
And sweet dream   smooth verbs
Out of his mouth

Loop and ellipse play answer

Echo each other   sparkle in sun

 

In times he turns his tail about
Unwinding sinuous loops
With a crack and tight twist
He snakes back  shakes out
As with a rattle
We suddenly face blank space

 

A beautiful angel impassively
Pulls the door behind

 

 

 

Glass admits the rational sun
To light filled soaring space
The tumble and slap of water
Strange hollow and confused noise
and the clatter of feet

 

 

 

In his corner beside a tired palm
Intersecting speech and whispers
The universal stranger plays O freude
Rhizomatically weaving lines note to note
From the babble above

 

Empty and still symmetry of steel and glass

Seaming ligatures of joint knitted to

Joint that blacken in strips the

Surreal blue shadow glow

 

We quarter the world as we cross

Walking up and down the sky

Skins of mirror refract the sun

Shapes swim in light

In this woven space blind and opaque

We work in oneness with the whole

Each the replicant of the other

In a perfect loop of self reflection

 

Loud, incessant whisperings

Shot with darkness, air and space

Clacks and chatter and a cavernous boom:

The low buzz and hum below

The dense and empty motions of a monster’s insides

 

Silhouettes criss cross bars of light

And fuzzy dot flash  of shadow

As sticks of figures vibrate and flicker

Luminous by negative light.

 

 

Red squiggles in thick, black air

Through beam and arch of dry bone

Asphixiated dust and sucked oxygen

 

A smooth wave and sudden warp of

Catastrophic folds  slowly unwinds in

Abstract lines of split level and spiral walk

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Streaming hair of light, and spacetime

Slipping by

Supermodels roll erotically in electric waves

 

 

Coded in pulses, breathing in bits

The stream of

Sky, brilliant blue bodies

Vibrates with light:

 

Reflections run across faces

Silent, impassive absorbed

 

 

Thought as a glowing organ

Shines from skin

In cool infra-red rays

 

 

Transparencies without shadow

They wish to become their surface

The absolute blaze of the sun

Lustrous, hard and brilliant

 

 

Bodies that are ablaze stride the firmament

As luminous as glassy fires:

 

Rippling silk the sweep of air

In lockstep, easy metronomic limbs

 

 

 

 

 

Lost in oblivious reflection

They scrawl in lipstick upon the stars

Flashing smiles

From cool and distant space

 

 

Light crackles  Colour screams:

The thought of themselves makes them glow

 

 

Ecstasy and terror

Accelerate the string of present moments

Every pore excess has penetrated

Swells and fills the infinity of space

 

 

Naked spirits

Fiery and fountain-like

Billow and glitter, hum and course

 

 

All bodies of a sudden blazing

As streaks of the ruddy sun:

Fiery licks of light

Are fusing with the cosmos

 

 

As pure noise they dance among the stars

Throb to the tune of  the spheres

Beautiful souls that live in bliss

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A black slab and drums of

Human skull and skin

The beating pulse of earth

The beating music of our blood

 

Wild voices the incessant sound

Around the circle

As flesh slowly glows of gold

Flickers of  light dance on faces

 

Blood poured on earth

Chaos of  colour crazed line

And strange bright light

 

Darkness rent by fiery gold a

Shrill scream and

Rush of power

Veins throb music and

Life quickens limbs

The body remembers its being

 

A burst of  radiance

Blood refreshing the strong sun...

 

The sun fed by blood has paid our debt

God vast and alive eats us up

 

 

 

The brilliant stream of life

Fumes in a crooked column of

Steaming heart and smoking blood

The saturated sky

Melting in sweat, blood and the

Smell of crackled skin

 

Everyday smells of immolation

The ashes of history falling on hair

 

 

 

A chill and brilliant bar of sound

The incessant drone of the cosmos

 

Solar ghosts

basking in fire, heat and light

Drinking blood

in the burning House of the Sun

 

Dogheads with horn, claw and leprous skin

Faces reflections of fire

Slowly twist in glints of smiles

That drink in delight of men's eyes

 

 

In livid light

Red irradiates skin and viscera

Scars shine like glory

Their burning souls sweat joyful blood

 

They rise and heave in a great swell

Cup clashing cup

Crack of trumpets  burst of cannon

Laughing bellies and eyes that eat insides

 

They stand in the bloody sky

They eat the fleshly bread

They drink the nervous wine

 

A streak of blood upon the night

Eternity a cold and burning stain

One drop would save us…

 

The pure expenditure of the sun

Blood for the ghosts poured without stint

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Guttural burst and rapid fire

Shots of light

On walls alive with motion

 

 

 

 

 

 

A beep and scan then

Flash of flame

A volley of light from the beam

Rolls and blasts along a line…

disappears

in a dot of far

away dull and thudding booms

 

 

 

Dark vibrating shapes write

In glare and dazzling black

That sparks and flickers upon my face:

Flicks of sequence the glare

And shadow of chaos

 

Staccato bits in the binary chatter

Of calculated random repeats

Pound the flesh that passes by:

Slashs of red on sweaty flesh

Dissolve as flakes of fire

 

 

 

Fire sparks in the eyes

Mixing man and beast

Of a fierce, black face

 

staring out of multiple screens

a bullhead peers from a height

The apparition of  his face

The head upon the moving map of Hell

 

Chaos in bits of sequence

Heats and bathes his face in blood

Hard skin fused in a fleshy mask

Retina tracking red strobes

Sweeps an unblinking eye about

All the errors and labours of History

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Frozen in the aperture of an eye

Red shifts   ceaseless on the screen

As licks of flame glide and flicker

Fixed in the constant motion

Of a blank atomic blaze

 

 

 

Veins throb

To beat and jagged metal jerk

Narcotic pulses of faces

Move in and out of focus

Burn to release their souls

 

After-effects repeat and blink

Warp spirals wired and humming

Rotating

Spool and shudder in hot confusion

The blanks of endless repeats

Unwinding in a blur…

 

 

 

A flick of light and time and space

Crystallize in a cube

That glows with the perfection of logic

 

Cold, pure and unperturbed

It exhales the breath of empty spaces

The core the incandescent present

Bright, lifeless sameness of

Matter made of light

 

The gods having renounced their bodies

Dissolve in the cosmos

Terror scrawling across the stars

A fate of fire and ice

At the frozen and twisted end of time

 

 

 

 

 

The moon kisses the numb

Uninflected features of stone

 

Play of light upon the face

In intricate and beautiful motion

Refracts to infinity

Facets of hard, clear diamond

 

 

 

 

Irradiating air makes shiver in fissures

A  face of fiery glass reflection

The frozen stare of flux made matter

Hardens and cracks

Splitting and gaping in guilt and desire:

Features now colliding facets

Bleeding colour

Burnt alive along nerve ends

 

Time thick in the air

Is humming with hot light

 

The ghost pierced

Split at the very point of  the puzzle

Of mind and fleshly self

The forked root sees his self in glass

His sight the lucid horror of raw light

Pain burning in memory

That exceeds sense and mind…

And blanks of eyes shocked

In the fixity of a focused gaze

 

Pass through glass that bends and in

a spiral down of

Vicious self reflection

Plummets to matter

 

 

The fullness of dream now

The energy of illusion…

And the brief abstract of man

Blank points without duration

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shafts of ice in angle shot
The liquid sun on frozen stone
Strobes twitch and play on conscious cheeks
Wet skin, white face and frosted coral lip:
In the glaucous eye of space
A mermaid is sitting on a marble cube

 



Floor of azure light
And wash of sparkling stone
Lambent gold the walls
Tensile metal rattles in the breeze

 

Her high soft voice
Toneless chant in cool repeats
Murmurs, whispers and never ceases
A throbbing current and waves of light
Writing in flashes on her skin
That the space answers in echoes:
Glassy ripples ring out
Swash, flicker and blur

 

The coded features of  her face

Synchronous split and sudden glow

Bright sharp to dark and light again
Skin exhales cool air
Her hot wet gold warmly glows
Softens, warps and melts
And in dissonant haze that fuzzily shines
Rapid flash stills snap inside
The glass piece face aglow

 

Stone agates her eyes she
Twirls a finger in trance to me
Ice sweat out of each pore

Eyes tingle flash and gleam
Pure energy, light and smiles
Catch me in their constant play:
Now a solid she turns and stares
Sickens the mind and saps the will

 

Beneath flower and fruit, rock and water
Mocked by bones and silent, hollow skulls
a sea-beast I frolic at her feet

 

 

 

 

 



 

 

Stone and water, marble and mirrors
Sobbing fountains and soothing streams

 

The Sun in dark reflector mirrors
Ablaze in glassy fire
Radiates his beams in long and bright lines.
A moist ripple
Flexing bounces and dazzles
Then breaks crackling long electric shoots
Threading all the green world
With a ruddy maze, soft sunbursts and slow
Silent shots of light

Flux stopped like a shutter

Splits in shivers

Eternity in an eyeball

 

Stern, responsible lineaments
Sage and serious faces sheathed
In robes streaming with light
These now are the master souls of time
Brilliant mortals that move
Through vistas and vaulted space
That flicker a pearly haze upon mankind
Silver pale sad reflections

The floating apparitions that drift all day

Skin breathes gold paint
Puppet arms glide at sides
The dark vibrating shapes dazzle
Of frozen souls that shine in matter
Swerve in air. Coded features
In a line and endless changing faces
Sag, crease and fall apart

Lit up lurid suits of skin
Round and bright astral eyes

In powder white paint faces
Glowing dart and search
To jerky smooth jagged beats
That neonstreak across the sward

 

 

 

 

 

    


Nervous fibrillations
Strung on the thread of purpose
In lightning quick contractions
Illuminate the primal land

Bright eye cherry lip blonde crones
Fierce point fillet flesh and stab eyes
Contort, rack, crush and flay
Extract and pull taut each tract of fleshy fibre
To pluck and to play their sweet will  

 

Red rash and bruise pink pores
Sudden sparkling sweat
Skin exhales dank mist
Blinds the eye. The ejaculate
Seethes and steams dripping wet sex
Swelling delicious drops that hotly glow
And vapourize in sad smoke
With a sighing hiss

 

The maddened animal seduced by
Beauty that bares its breast
Sinks to Mother Earth
And pouring his passion on the sand
Fuses in the fast molecules of molten glass

 

 

 

    Flicker of light on ice
Mirrors frosted silver

The sun cannot melt
Wrath, pride and pain
In perfect frozen form
Flicker kinetic light across his eyes
Strobe light the pupils
Click sequential stops that
Refract a million facets
Needles of light, knives of pain.
He suffers electric shock
and sensuous thrill

 

 

 

Trickling a tear down his cheek
Of moonlight and dew
The swelling, tremulous drop
Shatters in slivers the glass smooth skin

 

 

 

Printed by the author

at Chadstone

January 31st, 2009

 

 

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