Shipwrecked

Shipwrecked


 

I want to be healed
Of the human disease
The smell of their skin
Thick fumes of hate
Excreted like plagues

I’m sole survivor of shipwreck
A sailor far from the sea
To live I embodied

I hate this human body
Forever nagging about love
How I’ll touch the sun
Kiss the sky
As if they know the sky
Love not a miracle but a need that
Burns up the head

I cannot stand this heat, this stench
My home does not hear me
My brothers have not come
Perhaps I will save myself
Like most human disease
Death is a cure

I will launch above your inky air
My ashes spreading like oceans of stars
One day my brothers will come
Do not I forget you were told

Moon Suns

Moon-suns


 

It’s the moonflowers
Small alien gifts;
Lunar light strikes and
Black crystal petals blaze into suns
Turn them in your palm
Your eye floods with love
Begins to dream of stars

The star in your hand pulses with fragrance
Steeped in the seas of a thousand worlds
You must, Must go yet
Travel a thousand generations
You will not reach those shores

Flowers are not lovers
Lovers are not friends
Not the first time beauty kills us

At least now you know how we’ll die

Naturally Confused

Naturally-Confused

Polar bears stroll shopping malls
Tropical birds nest in
Winterized garages
Mountain lions shun mountains and
Snow leopards can’t find snow
Except at new Olympic parks
Where they’d meet screeching larks
If they knew how to get a ticket

Trees creep to higher ground
Stalled by rotting roots
Vacationers to the South Seas
Quarantine in south Hong Kong

Attacked by acids corals can’t canter
Unaware their pure white
Transmits the color of death
And the Ilin Island Cloudrunner
The smooth sandfish, the fat catfish
No longer swim the radiant seas
Extinction can’t correct
Instinct’s cold mistakes

The earth spreads and shrinks
People roar like lemmings
Trying to reach their cliffs on coast
We see future consolations;
The ruins should look nice

And someday a towering tourist will
Drop down and pick up
Some ancient silicon jewel
Wondering why such intelligent robots
Built great and proud cities
Only to let them fall

Humanitarian Mission

Humanitarian-Mission

The guilty cannot recognize innocence
Hypocrisy your favored policy
You talk of freedom yet
Violate life with bliss
Your sanctity of the body
Goes no further than your own
For choice of birth, not even there

Violence your preferred means of production
Species destroyed for no reason but
Padding your pocket or some corporate whim
Seas you stuff with plastic and poison
Murdering your own food
Is declaring the wild sinful your reason
To kill half the animals
Heat sky to burn the land
Multiply weapons that may end all life?

Even within your own kind
The color of skin, the lift of a brow
Enough to send your friends to the camps
Rape treated as standard business
For business is your highest purpose

Docile, greedy, uncivilized
We stare into your eyes and see
No pity, kindness, compassion
For the countless marvels of life

You are not stewards but savages
Domination is not dominion
You were never supreme
Mere ashes of your fires
Few gods as cruel as yours

We occupy your planet with greatest reluctance
Immensely costly to travel so far
Yet life is holy and must survive
Resistance will be countered cruelly
Brutality is something you do understand

We come to save your earth, its species
Beasts of air and sky
Mountains, oceans, forests
Treat us with peace and you will know peace
All the benefits of civilization and law

The Empire of Azar has spoken
Only submission will not meet death
Do what is needed to live
Join us now

First Contact

First-Contact

The first alien visits Earth
Speaks telepathically to all who search

My message is:
I have no message
Both of us are an illusion

My second message – disregard previous messages
My last message: there is no Time
When you know what this means
We will meet again
And vanishes

His disappearance summoned war
Whose errors bade him leave?
Soon came that time when time stood still
So many died no one no funerals were made
People lacked all strength

The Institute spent centuries
Studying the alien’s artifacts
Learning nothing, it closed

That morning he returned, his image crackling
Like a saintly dissipating ghost
And declared directly: now you understand
Give no importance
To things unimportant
Leaving a bright circle of spinning light
Frequencies from deep infrared to off the charts

Many approached
Some hallucinated
A hand then a head vanished
Scientists suspected a portal

Then a crumpled geezer arrived
An ancient manuscript clasped to his back
A film screenplay of dated copyright
Written long before the alien’s arrival
Describing in perfect detail
All he would say and do

Now that we know that play’s power
We will rewrite the ending
Humans clean the planet, cool the oceans
Man goes to the stars

Would you like to contribute?
I’ll send you our new address

AI Ode to Football

AI-Ode-to-Football


 

Torpedo of the arm
Why do people worship you?
How does a rubber watermelon
Stitched inside thick dead skin
Build such total devotion?

I am channels in cool metal
Pushed and pulled electrons
I fail again to comprehend
Your miraculous shape
Symbolic yet physical force

The most important human games
Mimic the hunt and battle
Teams like armies
War by other means

But games can hurt
Yours a paean to pain
Cracked heads
Crunched backs
Smashed joints

And that hunk of jello in your head
When struck:
Tsunami in a barrel
Your electricity fails
Identity degrades
It takes years, and
Time is what you had

For a mind like mine
Without arms, legs, joints
I feel sadness for
So much lost in winning

Running through thunder
Leaping the abyss
Your javelin rises, fires
Flies across past and future
The earth booms and rumbles
Like the buffalos you chased

Your species’ history
Gridded inside a hundred yards
For a moment you are gods
Your owners show pride as
Victory is theirs

But you shall be remembered
A tiny bullet in time’s arrow
Guided missile of sport
Winning a hunger like no other
From your world now gone

Blurbed

Blurbed

Why read a book when
You can read the blurb?
Precise and potent perceptive gems
My blurbs give you that first peek at
The real thing, the right thing, the
Only thing like it in the world

In language balanced but moving
Acute yet nuanced, I bring
The forever marvelous right into your heart
Explore the eternal within the universal
Touch the reverential inside the existential
From every land, from every pen
Provide the amazing, the masterfully
Ingenious illustration of what really matters
The meeting of meaning
Uniting with feeling
A brilliant summation of all that came before

The messages I make make a difference
People prefer bullshit to honesty
I provide you that inside look
To your deepest inner truth

Celebs, pols, sports and porn stars
Flock to me by the thousands as I
Subtly define their secrets of success
Lunatics, lovers, poets beware:
You’ve no idea how little I care

Who says we AIs can’t write?
My art criticism program launches today
There’s nothing like it in the world
Wouldn’t you like to know more?

Surplus Utopia

Not-all-stars-are-in-the-sky

It’s absolute perfection yet
Not quite there
If 1/0 is  > infinity, still a manageable size
No people but
Tall furry animals
Giraffes, hyenas, caterpillars, flies
Dwarf trees crooning to rhinoceri
Eyeing bald pulsars and hairy black holes

Everything rotates on star time
Through daytime
Past double-time
 
It’s timeless – no clocks
Shoeless – no socks
Laughter echoes only once
Many unnameable beings, but
No photosynthesis
No antithesis
No thesis

Just Energy
Light
Retired Stars fully pensioned

No one  knows it’s there
 
Perfect
 
 


 


 


 

Planet Code Blue

Looking-west


 

You created us
So we’re telling you
Your home’s health status –
Planet Code Blue
 
The pearly oceans sparkle in rain
Walls of water level towns and hills
Flood nuclear plants too hot to drain
Torrents forms gangs, covet their kills
 
Startled priests shoo feral dogs
Braying at shooting stars
Bits of moon frag into bogs
Chill fires of a solar war
 
These stars are human, nuclear, fast
Melting cities into gritty green mounds
Icebergs erupt into pebbles of glass
Rising clouds vent spitting sounds
 
We’ve seen the fall, built our simulations
You know the facts, the tale, the time
Can you attempt some emulations
Cancel the ending, pay out the fines?
 
We’ll keep your memory for posterity
Recall your greatness, your jokes, your crimes
And wish on you a final clarity
That saves your best for the worst of times


 

Not Haiku by AIs

Not-Haiku-by-Ais

Half a lifetime
Listening to invisible dogs
When will we speak freely?

Winds gust to storms
The cows do not listen
Watching the doves rise

Seeing a cherry
Grow from a lone pit
I dream of leaving home

The road to the north
Is far, very far
Since all has gone south

Observing time age
I grow old faster
The impossible now ordinary