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Friday, August 08, 2014

The Atoll

Neptune (cont.)
As sibling rivalries arent so foregone
There mermen helping mermaids herding crabs
Around the rims of crystal glass dome labs
And drones mowing sea grapes using turbine blades
Here sculpted coral covers promenades
Poseidon
Neptune dont fret Im covering your back
Neptune
Poseidon frenemy arch crony thanks
Zeus
What the deuce
Its me Zeus
Bottled jammed
Pipsqueak crammed
Felix
Who stripped my pantheon down to model size?
Angela
Who made a spark of my great lightning bolts?
Poseidon
Zeus I caught one of your fierce thunder bolts

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Mermaid (cont.)
Leave doubts behind rejoice through your fine life
Neptune
Through future good and rotten health
Through future poverty and wealth
May you by turns survive and live
And balance what you get and give
Poseidon
May there be medicine top drawer
May there be charities for poor
May you be challenged not beset
And balance what you give and get
Neptune
Trapped pantheon gods who squirm in this glass bouy
No longer can you curse man him annoy
Belittle meddlesome of late resized
As Poseidons cheap trinkets merchandised
I roll forth trolleys filled with tubes and tanks
The steel sides lined by solar panel banks
I bring you nitrogen cut oxygen
To feed the brains of once and future men
Si its diabolical whats missed out on

Thursday, August 07, 2014

The Atoll

Angela
Si wizard Hectors sparking brief tap dance
Along the flinty flagstones by the pool
Evokes times prior to underwater quakes
Mermaid (chants)
Here come mermen and mermaids reaping kelp
This megamarket manifest self help
In many kinds of tasty aquafruit
And veges and medicinal grade root
They hunt with double barrel steel spear guns
Food fish and game fish taken by the tons
They get around in solar powered small subs
And live in underwater metrohubs
They text speak literally bubble speech
They calmly tai chi swim near out of reach
Their new born granted right to soak in sun
The walk to planets waterbound begun
Do not seek out but overcome all strife

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Felix
Whatever she says wizard Hector si
Hector
Im pleased for you both shes wed seriously
A singular edition prototype
The likes of which youll never meet again
Felix
Collectors item my sweet Angela
In others eyes or not I do love you
Ive sneaked a peep of other robot chicks
Who are quite similar to you unmoved
Angela
Im more than flattered loved a thing unique
Themselves identical twins vary gawked
And time and place have mystified true love
Hector
Lets celebrate this match with chacha chants
By able schools of fantasy mer folk
Felix
I sense a moderating mood in him

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Act 4 Scene 3
Hector
Sure I pushed you hard into pumping iron
And I make no apology for that
Is your mind not peak oxygenated
More sharply conscious analysing stuff?
Felix
A better body tone and clearer brain
Do seem to go together case in point
Ive never felt more confident in self
Relaxed fatigue is my work out just reward
Hector
I can see part of me in you dear boy
But I have no desire regarding youth
To live again the past to put it right
Time heals the heart rejuvenates the soul
Felix Angela
Things always sort out positively charged
Angela
Were thinking wedding bells love by the book

Act 4 Scene 3

Hector
Sure I pushed you hard into pumping iron
And I make no apology for that
Is your mind not peak oxygenated
More sharply conscious analysing stuff?
Felix
A better body tone and clearer brain
Do seem to go together case in point
Ive never felt more confident in self
Relaxed fatigue is my work out just reward
Hector
I can see part of me in you dear boy
But I have no desire regarding youth
To live again the past to put it right
Time heals the heart rejuvenates the soul
Felix Angela
Things always sort out positively charged
Angela
Were thinking wedding bells love by the book

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Hector
Are our gatecrashing guests chowing final course?
Plasma
All helpings are expressly marked by burps
Hector
I wouldnt call you fibber Plasma dear
But sometimes you stretch too far out the truth
The group dynamic must disintegrate
Young versus old and female versus male
Plasma
Theres been a mutiny in muscle strength
Along that line of sight I meant to ask
For nanobot reinforcements leisurely
As Silvio Giacomo and Albin squirm
Immobilised tight high detoxify
Hector
Shall we consult the crystal bouy for news?

Wednesday, August 06, 2014

The Atoll

Hector (cont.)
Unravel neural webbing warp our woof
Extrude down livor mortis hundred proof
The castle there of bucky balls is made
Winched nanotubes unfurl the drawbridge laid
Sleepwalkers virtually were strung along
By wizards whirring wands were ushered throng
Were piles of atoms feint neutrinos pierce
A show projected neither tame or fierce
Plasma
A magnificent chant infused with love
Hector
Ill take my walking constitutional
And work this trance deep into my raw nerves
So Plasma follow manifold chores mapped
Plasma
Si quadruple checks are my privilege

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Plasma
My liege your magic powers are what I trust
Its not a bad life under your thumbs rule
I fear great tyranny if robbed of you
Their talk of kings and gods of realms and reichs
To whom else might I murmur my rare qualms?
Hector (chants)
If not concussed bemused then seeing dying stars
The clustering three dee giant avatars
And teleported hybrid mecha clones
Such humanoids work magic make no bones
Some we could wave pinch or cut our hands through
Most we could tickle tense straight out of blue
Earths hardened crust round molten mettle core
Conceals a solid acting liquid door
Alternate universe through there our fate
If we drip feed in selves alive in state

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Plasma (cont.)
I sparkled sun to my back blinding them
Eclipsing more with my great little less
They ducked and dived afore the warrior saint
Invisible to their mentality
They stumbled tumbled jogged and baby crawled
Relentlessly pursuing their sad blue print
Down atoll ruts so rollercoasterlike
I stopped them frozen still with tentacles
Of thick subsonic rhythms so gagged speech
I barked tight boundaries of leopard seals
Too cumbersome to even post a piss
I squealed brief histories of killer whales
In cetacean folk songs which cuss giant squid
Hector
You look transported through their misery

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Hector
We must deal Albin his due knock out punch
Plasma
Ive seen and heard intriguing evidence
Confirming Albins homicidal plot
But I thought better not to wrangle you
From your deep hypnomeditative state
Hector
My avatars my dummy sentinel
Where are the crooks and blob right now ensconced?
Ill send my double out to double check
Plasma
I can assure you short of live news feed
I left them knocking coke tequila back
And punching air in magnified delight
They chortled while I circled tickling ribs
And pinching bums then fell to fisticuffs
Provoked by my inflamed ventriloquy

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Angela (chants)
That wizard has inspired me ocean maid
I couldnt think of any sweet life style
That empathy could shape with better shade
Theres never any latent envy laden bile
Down colourful reef colonies I wade
Immune to polyps sting I swim a mile
Of coral branches pink tinged colonnade
Giant yellow barrel sponges scrimlike aisle
Mouths swell on current clues as my heart sinks
The stirring reef bower maybe suffocates
I think of other sex bot surrogates
Their silent smiles extended winks and blinks
I wouldnt put it past a sneaky bitch
To her the wizard might allegience switch
Act 4 Scene 2
Plasma
Dear wizard Hector how can I help you?

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Gloria (cont.)
Else second helpings turn the death of us
Eduardo
My varsity rowing blue at last bears fruit
Si let me paddle platters boys pile high
Gianni
Hear that old bint the wizard couldve knocked
Us off by now if hed desired us gone
A cannister of mustard gas adios
Salvatore
Old Miguel didnt actually recant
He mustve done a deed entirely bad
Miguel
A fear of squits listeria botulism
And so forth would be manifestation
Of rudeness spoken weve been perfect guests
Plasma (chants)
Feed thingy heed thingy
Heed thingy feed thingy
Huge grown hunches
Launch free lunches

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

The Atoll

Miguel
Remember our sweet undergraduate youth?
How wed make precious pesos last hours long
While crawling tapas bars till curfew time?
How wed hit churros stalls for bags of choux
And dip them deep in chocolate and laugh
Hector
Ive moved on from adversity senor
But you are stuck in history of self
I know of wizards more harsh than I am
Miguel
There flies my cousin strapped in jellyfish
His whooshing jetpack entering stealth mode
His munted menials vanish into air
Adios great wizard I sense amnesty
Gloria
Ill walk you youngsters through the burrito

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Hector (cont.)
Disposable shells built for wear and tear
Of curious minds expanding consciousness
Paolo
They make their servitude a saintly gift
I wish I had an off day avatar
Hector
Then youve begun to grasp your situation
In those old days your like my erstwhile peers
Would act as if I was invisible
But on this coral island I count true
Salvatore
Look my hand cut clean through this bus boy here
Gianni
See my hand swiped clean through that waitress there
Hector
The victuals virtual dished are real enough
My palate though is purely sunshine based
Excuse me being so self evolved point blank

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Paolo
Look how intellectually handicapped
And spastic folk now falter forth the food
Congenitally quadraplegic folk
Now twitch the trestle tables out in place
Hector
Society has a place where all can fit
Paolo
I feel a little jealous Im ashamed
Hector
Sounds like sour jalapenos amigo
You were born healthy you should be secure
Salvatore
Dont spoil the feast with maudlin sentiment
Paolo save us your dribble dig in dunce
Hector
They are magnetic forces wrapped close knit
By icons from a future raw their forms
Are damaged probes which buffer pristine souls

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Miguel (cont.)
Crunch your krill slurp your algae salsa shakes
Today marks steps to reconciliation
Paolo
Is that what I think it is gazpacho?
Hector
Box jelly turtle phytoplankton chilled
Served from a hundred litre giant clam shell
A local variant from the classic soup
Gianni
The wooden ladles look kayak paddle sized
Salvatore
My tummy has changed its mind just a bit
The toasted smell of walk in burrito
Has set the juices going whet appetite
Hector
Its plump with pan fried black imperial rice
And driftwood fired deep sea squid tentacles

Monday, August 04, 2014

The Atoll

Hector
I guessed it would be pretty much like that
The names may change the crimes remain the same
But youve left your large smorgasbord untouched
Salvatore
Im just not hungry Id prefer to rest
Gianni
I got strained tummy muscles swimming free
Gloria
The giant sea platter tortillas do tempt
The shredded thresher shark kelp paella looks
Mouth watering a gourmets mountain load
Eduardo
Disorder post traumatic has to wait
My tummy growls like dog obedience school
Miguel
I say tuck napkins into collars folks
Grab silver cutlery and crystal glass

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Hector (cont.)
On bare knees asking mercy from old me
Miguel
The profit margins thin already have
Been undercut by new competitors
Who sell bulked up and watered down imports
Your old supporters are reinstating you
With your official portrait late returned
To mantlepieces everywhere adored
Though no one hints you might still be alive
Hector
Who made you folk such wretched hostages?
Gianni
Two drug cartel mean mobsters don Silvio
And capo Giacomo we overheard
Them talk about a ransom placed on us
Of forty million bucks the notes unmarked
And foreign debt annulment slate wiped clean

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Gianni (cont.)
By flags of fog much like a mini golf
Geography from an elevation shows
Salvatore
Fresh water geysers might blow under them
Gianni
Ill shimmy this here coconut palm tree
With my unbuckled anaconda belt
And gauge where Glorias zigzag has screwed us
If not by now in Silvios pistol sights
Hector
Diabolical thing you achieved with science
Senor Miguel you built a business
From backward looking cheap generic pills
Miguel
Forgive me Hector Ive misused my gifts
Hector
Forgive me smiling something mustve gone
Wrong seriously if now you buckle down

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Gianni (cont.)
By flags of fog much like a mini golf
Geography from an elevation shows
Salvatore
Fresh water geysers might blow under them
Gianni
Ill shimmy this here coconut palm tree
With my unbuckled anaconda belt
And gauge where Glorias zigzag has screwed us
If not by now in Silvios pistol sights
Hector
Diabolical thing you achieved with science
Senor Miguel you built a business
From backward looking cheap generic pills
Miguel
Forgive me smiling something mustve gone
Wrong seriously if now you buckle down

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Giacomo (cont.)
Look footprints fresh impressed in black glass sands
Our ocean cruise elite guests arent far off
Silvio
Lets join them strong arm them or stonewall them
Or cut them off at their proverbial pass
Act 4 Scene 2
Gloria
I cant trudge any further not one step
Age has caught up with me arthritis too
Leave me here boys as Im a millstone doomed
Eduardo
Lungs I say stop your heave and puff and wheeze
Miguel
Ive got leg cramps Im knackered Ill but curl
Tight over here and die if you dont mind
Gianni
Dont drop dead quite so quick amigos wet
The coral archipelago is scored

Sunday, August 03, 2014

The Atoll

Silvio (cont.)
Myself I was born into poverty
A favela set steeply over bays
There was no water running cold and hot
There was no flushing toilet on demand
The fine view oozed a bitter aftertaste
Ive given back to my community
Free civil works brand new laid asphalt roads
With sidewalks paved a grandstand tall as clouds
Not through meth point bag distribution no
But mansion breakin master franchises
The only gringo worth a peso was
Don Robin Hood I take my lead from him
Albin
I take my lead from you fresh minted god
Giacomo
Don Silvio has the golden touch for sure
He rolled up his silk sleeves and helped me build
My villa using only twelve coke bricks

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Albin (cont.)
On spirits whilst enchanted channels forth
Their voices afterward collapses curled
And foetus like at base of Ophions post
And then he can remember not one thing
Silvio
I cry a crocodile tear just for you
Your twenty second century snake oil
Almighty dollar sign and peristyle
Says whats in this red earthen jug uncorked?
Giacomo
A mellow genie else cremation ash?
Albin
Be careful its a potion made to perk
Up zombies poison dart frog puffer fish
And nettles ground and mixed in rock pool dew
Silvio
The little life you lead here balut breath

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Albin (cont.)
Im your great great great great great grandpapas
Great grandpapa the very long deceased
King Ulut I had many sweet young wives
A sprawling grid of villages my realm
I kept my subjects right beneath my thumb
Beneath the midnight sun my turf North Pole
Now walk in my shoes theres a gallant boy
Tell me how did the mugging mojo move?
Help me stand up amigos pretty please
I need to know what is this odd old place?
Silvio
The coral island as if you dont know
Giacomo
Thats quite enough whos who hoodoo todo
Albin
Its customary that the shaman calls

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Albin (cont.)
Please beat out time on this sad old paint tin
Employ the wooden spoon as it inspires
When Spirit Legba mounts me digs in spurs
As if I was a giant sea horse Ill rear
And channel forth my capuchin monk dad
Giacomo
That I can do while you continue being
Possessed by whoever finely tunes your trance
Silvio
I clap your kooky congo conga left
I snap your ritzy rugged rumba right
Albin
I have informed your body flesh and blood
Dear Albin youre by ancestor possessed
By me instead of your dad whos enjoying
His well earned smoko let me do the chores

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Giacomo
What mambo gumbo it induces yawns
This tattle which resolves just stranger folk
He is diverting our attention span
From his unknown sire bastardised himself
Albin
My daddy was a capuchin monk stunned
And captivated by my mums good looks
He showered gifts on her such as brass neck hoops
Mulatto he and quadroon she great match
Silvio
And I say rather your dear old dad was
A skint house slave whod mind his ps and qs
Giacomo
And I say your dad being the wastrel son
Of some rich farmer southeast sowed wild oats
Albin
Shrug don Silvio and capo Giacomo

Saturday, August 02, 2014

The Atoll

Salvatore
The bossy bint was born to straggle last
Gianni
Well lap the glorified pacesetter si
Shell end rekidnapped doormat thanks to thugs
Paolo
This here swiss army knife is no fair match
Against don Silvios hand gun never mind
The mecha arm of capo Giacomo
I wont provoke them if Im rearguard ranked
Salvatore
The swing out tools of low end surgery
Pull slugs like so from Glorias waddling arse
Eduardo
Psst boys lower your sarcastic whispering
Silvio
Im sick of hearing your sweet mambo mum
Post mortem graded statuesque still and stiff
In beauty equalled robot Angela
The winner when judged on a finer point

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Gianni (cont.)
His stillborn twin diminished otherwise
Consults the milestone hieroglyphic script
They slap his back in camaraderie
Extremely hard and force back his live head
Splash coke tequila down his thirsty throat
They take the pith by mimicking his gait
Gloria
Though wretchedly tired we must keep one step
Ahead of those mean gangsters follow me
Screwing clockwise round the shimmering lagoon
If we should zigzag past the milestone filed
Ahead of us the gangsters wont confront
As easily that buys us time scores points
Against their evil ways keeps us free souls
Miguel
Lets trust her feminine intuition boys

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Salvatore
The fetish is simplistic stuff its sworn
Affinity suggests a cargo cult
That sprang around some greenfields company
Could it be novel antiperspirants?
Gianni
Ssh there below Ive spotted what looks like
Don Silvio capo Giacomo and pal
Intoxicated swaying on their sealegs
They head this way they stumble swig and slap
Gloria
Our mortal enimigos I should think
Miguel
Gianni youre wholly sure of your two eyes?
Gianni
No Ive lost sight of them going down a dip
Of twisting pumice track no here they come
Asudden skewed left over stumps and bumps
Their sidekick wearing pendants on his neck

Friday, August 01, 2014

The Atoll

Miguel
No goldfish bowl that his moon face beams out
His feet are literally off the ground
As there are no stags present I might add
The does wear large antennaes on their heads
Suggesting he is protosantaclaus
Who founded here the earliest cargo cult
Gianni
The coral island mean diameter gauged
Two kilometres read by rule of thumb
As gull flies off to my northeast leans beached
La Chupacabra as if a whale shark
What do you think of that large totem pole
And its enormous snake twined vertical?
Salvatore
Constrictors large as that just make me gasp
Gianni
Ive got a serpent allergy up here
Not moving? what a worthless wooden worm

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Gianni
Its good as butane lighter struck by sun
Ill crawl up on the basalt crag and peep
As lookout while we catch collective breath
Salvatore
I think Ive just decoded several
Of these primeval weathered hieroglyphs
Inked ages back on lava monoliths
Miguel
My young amigo call those hieroglyphs?
Stick figures from the bassinet of bub?
Salvatore
Please bear with me as this senor here is
An early interstellar aquanaut
Who bubbled boiled up through crust from Earths core
Ambassador for galaxies advanced
Look here the aquanaut is folding folk
Straight into his flash swimming saucer boot

Thursday, July 31, 2014

The Atoll

Miguel (cont.)
Immoral savagery gets full reign
The mouldy heap of driftwood over here
Obscures some papier mache like old tomes
Gloria
Theyre very much like paper logs senor
Miguel
The bloated buckled volumes damaged spines
Are from a kids encyclopaedia set
But missing letters h j k and n
A stack of tinder under kindling placed
A pyre to burn a human being at hand
Mad sacrifice to Papa Legba meant
Paolo
Theres something sinister here I agree
The broken handled magnifying glass is
Propped way too close to that apparent pyre

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Miguel (cont.)
Face value comforting trust evidence
Such as this life size hoodoo effigy
Which leans at burial bone white coral shrubs
Hes dressed in older mans kit stroke of luck
The driftwood spears pin him a specimen
In upright place through sleeve and trouser cuffs
And out turned pockets then hes buttonholed
Salvatore
Moustache of feathers coconut head could
Be representative of anyone
Especially sombrero shaded thus
Miguel
Si but that doesnt comfort me one jot
Its handiwork a token vengeance plain
Or pinpoint voodoo thats tortuously remote
Controlled by sympathetic magic charms
Its far off acupuncture done by stealth

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Salvatore (cont.)
Eats cod and tarpon quality food fish
Plucked loose of volleyball net come low tide
Miguel
I fear this creature challenged my poor son
Who was much weakened temporarily
By swimming choppy waves and undertow
To one on one beach volleyball right here
The while in gamesmanship talked trash at him
As cannibal at last sealed victory
Gianni
We told you umpteen times your son is safe
His whereabouts approximately known
The net is straightforward a fishing net
At low tide high and dry attenuated
The strait unique beneath pinched outcrop rocks
Miguel
I wish I could believe you take your words

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Gloria
What backward creature must abide this dump?
Id guess this lava lipped pink glass sand plugged
Volcanic side vent wears a hominid
Salvatore
Theres something supernatural going down
You surely felt your ears pop when mine did
Gianni
Its quite explicable weve dunked below
Sea level even though were grounded now
Anomaly as such is not unknown
In bone dry deserts all five continents
Gloria
Ive seen far too much blinker me draught horse
Salvatore
I wont be kissing cloven hooves or boots
Of your abominable whats his face
Plus any road we know he she or it

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

The Atoll

Eduardo (cont.)
Abandons shell and takes a larger shell
The second largest hermit crab trades up
To that vacated shell a larger shell
Than his own shell which he vacates in turn
The third most largest hermit crab trades up
To that vacated shell a roomier shell
And so forth so upgrading hierarchy
With peaceful order we should do the same
Gianni
The littlest youngest hermit crab bides time
He watches close your starfish grind a hole
In conch shell suck out soft conch living flesh
To make him his first home what torture that
Miguel
Wheres your respect for elders snide young man?

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Albin (cont.)
The coral island is swamped by sound waves
Which emanate from its deep round lagoon
They ferry solid objects through the air
Research lab bound in triangular feng shui
They stimulate blood flow through human skin
They break up cancers cysts and kidney stones
And last but not least they massage warm ear lobes
To such ecstatic heights you beg for more
Act 4 Scene 1
Eduardo
The internecine battles have brought ruin
On our once peaceful country sad to say
Queue jumping stepping on toes now prevail
Were too divorced from natures spatial laws
Exemplified by chain of vacancy
The largest hermit crab in your rock pool

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Albin (cont.)
The coral island is swamped by sound waves
Which emanate from its deep round lagoon
They ferry solid objects through the air
Research lab bound in triangular feng shui
They stimulate blood flow through human skin
They break up cancers cysts and kidney stones
And last but not least they massage warm ear lobes
To such ecstatic heights you beg for more
Act 4 Scene 1
Eduardo
The internecine battles have brought ruin
On our once peaceful country sad to say
Queue jumping stepping on toes now prevail
Were too divorced from natures spatial laws
Exemplified by chain of vacancy
The largest hermit crab in your rock pool

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Albin (cont.)
Against his closed eyes pressed in calm repose
At such time he can be subjugated
Come you know how I worship your bare feet
Plasma
You kid yourself as I roam sentinel
Giacomo
Who pinched my bottom gingerly? whos there?
Albin
Dont look at me I didnt see a spark
Silvio
Hallucination my fried amigo
Youre having more fun than me thats not fair
Giacomo
I swear I saw a human spark whizz past
Silvio
Whats that chacha clockwork sound that lifts
Nape hairs and coolly tickles elsewhere fluff?
Albin
You neednt flinch and cower lower amigos

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Albin
Of course at ready Id be fanning flames
A torso took my formless youth from me
Come my divinities lets drive the deal
Silvio
The heinous plan should well proceed hitch free
I must consult aside with Giacomo
Giacomo
Well have the island split between us two
As he loathes wizard Hector far too much
Hell do as ceremonial head of state
That other side of territories claimed
Silvio
Youll stick your mecha arm up his back end
And play him quisling puppet peg him prop
Albin
The wizard reads from back to front a book
Of ancient Atlantean incantations

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The Atoll

Albin
Hes got a secret robot factory
As yet unhyped powered up to gel and press
The prototype bio robot Angela
Is beautiful and captivates the heart
Silvio
Sounds like some lonely scientist who has gone
Intellectualised his male libido
Albin
At any rate to earn you half of this
Remote isle you must tie the wizard snug
Inside a truss Ive made of raw hemp strands
And from a bowed young coconut palm tree
Well hang him well light driftwood under him
And thus hell smoke salami like and weep
As he peeps you folk screwing Angela by
Silvio
Where might you be aligned in this hot scheme?

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Albin (cont.)
When he discovered migraine remedies
He clicked his sparking heels on flags of flint
Chacha floor poolside he clasped all the nonce
A brine filled jar of three electric rays
To his bibbed chest and cheered ole! ole!
Silvio
Give us more physical description please
As were now dipping toes in whats wet work
Is his beard Atlantean two short chin curls
Or more guerrilla like bush kept unkempt?
Albin
The wizards beard is neat goatee of course
Moustache full joined to whiskered chin clipped trim
Giacomo
Wheres he at technically speaking then?

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Albin (cont.)
The glitters krill eyes trapped in nanobots
The jacket buttons are synthetic eyes
Spawned from alarming luminous squid eyes
Theyre petri dishes tear and water tight
Silvio
His shoes and pants then finish your ponce off
Albin
His pants are tight black fabric fabric still unknown
His shoes are cleated both at heel and toe
Giacomo
A wizardly tapdancing ponce theres more?
Albin
Senors please bear with me the pain of him
A little longer wizard Hector does
Tapdance from time to time when not morose
Contemplating his long deceased dear wife
One such eureka moment caught occurred

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Giacomo
One native short of henchman summarised
Silvio
But more on his appearance boil in bag
Albin
He wears a black sombrero made of hemp
On its band solar eclipse phases sewn
And when that peaked hat is set down on ground
Its numbered brim clocks shade as his sun dial
On dead souls day the public festival
Bolero jackets worn in navy blue
A black cravat which can stretch sea krait long
His shirt is pleated white of mangroves milled
He sports a glittering red cummerband
Giacomo
Already I could punch and pinch the ponce
Albin
Amigo no good when hes wide awake

Monday, July 28, 2014

The Atoll

Albin
No I can guarantee you hes alive
Giacomo
And hes no crash test dummy thats washed up?
Albin
Youll see yourself theres no comparison
Mosaic twin born he typically has
One blue eye one brown eye fair compromise
His veins course diamonds red and white crushed slushed
Emergency vials line a steel blood bank
If he swims its at fifty knots per hour
Giacomo
No one has seen him on the continent?
Albin
Not since his mad Bermuda triangle voyage
Though hes kept some old habits self professed
Nosepicking knuckle clicking and so forth
The worst of which is thinking right out loud

The Atoll

Giacomo (cont.)
My arm was chewed from me by pirhana
In their meat eating season worst of luck
When I began to leave the greasy ford
A knapsack full of hash blocks on my back
So death to animals thats what I say
Silvio
More coke tequila bifida we share
Divulge your plan and well assess our parts
Albin
Well bunch this hammock net and outright catch
The wizard while he hypnomeditates
Well haul him bagged to his dug shallow grave
And bury him alive a zombie made
No let me plot him worse humiliation
Silvio
Thats if your know all wizard does exist
Youre trying to spook us off with your big talk

Sunday, July 27, 2014

The Atoll

Albin
This coral island whats my heritage
Silvio
I cant force you to close your mind
Assert me dictator of this paradise
But heres a knuckle sandwich anyhows
Giacomo
Whats that sad knucklehead agape at now?
Albin
I think I swallowed wisdom teeth god
Silvio
Philosophers black gizzard stones bird brain
Mull your green Sargasso sea grapes ferment
Giacomo
Si swig more decent coke tequila blob
Gaze on your inner navel drown the pain
Youve felt a fraction what Ive battled through
When I was tramping river Amazon

Saturday, July 26, 2014

The Atoll

Giacomo
This mecha arm is worth its weight in gold
Jewel showcase pressure chamber alls the one
I jammed a jeweller through plate glass last heist
Familiarised my new augmented strength
Your autocratic wizard Hector sounds
A stuffed shirt booby prize Ill pick him up
In my steel crane claw by the scruff of neck
And drop him from a height break him in two
On rocks below as sea gull does your clam
Albin
Ive underestimated you senor
Is it too late to swap allegiences?
Silvio
I wont stand whispers made behind the hand
Yourself consider pistol whipped once more

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
Lying flat along a gurney mounted flush
Inside a pressure chamber aerated
By silver nozzles set in rubber skirt
For two hour sessions booked each earthly day
At such a siesta you toughs could teach him
A lesson throttling him with this net knot
Or slitting his thigh arteries with shells
Or twisting driftwood screwy between his ribs
Silvio
What are you tabling your collateral?
Albin
Why nothing less than total atoll halved
Silvio
Agreed by longitude or latitude?
Albin
The borderline shall run from east to west
Silvio
Thats good as done lead us on bulbous blob

Friday, July 25, 2014

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
The coral island ended split in two
All things at low tide mine and mine alone
The rest at high tide his and his alone
Yet something fishy stinks in this estate
I reckon it sea level rise as caused
By global warming which improves his lot
Giacomo
There is no wizard its all fantasy
You filthy fibbing selfaggrandiser
Silvio
The bodybuilding bifida could be
Addressing our precarious situation
A coke tequila decent analogue
For standby truth drug sodium pentathol
His brawny brains a sponge of isotopes
Fill us in on this wizard you abhor
Albin
The wizard Hector hypnomeditates

The Atoll

Giacomo (cont.)
Ill tie this pendant noose your wobbling neck
Albin
Please dont obscure the necklace voodoo doll
Of wizard Hector enimigo mine
Silvio
Not much of likeness there to anyone
Your effigys crude we dont care for it
Albin
Then youre my idol highest now on Silvio
Your moustache makes you look distinctly god
Giacomos moustache is a whisker light
He looks the angel perched one rung below
I see the wizard now for what he is
Compared to you hes deadly dull goatee
As tribute Ill steam you shelled hermit crabs
And leave them littered close your midnight snack
Silvio
And has the wicked wizard swindled you?

Thursday, July 24, 2014

The Atoll

Giacomo
Shame you dont have nice little buttons stitched
As fake eyes down the back of your main head
That you might beat a braggarts late retreat
And threaten great harm through ventriloquy
Albin
The wizard stitched in gills against my will
Giacomo
You can have this small pendant silver spoon
As token wage for showing us scenery
A living comfort doll youve been a trove
Of geopositions as far as I see
Albin
The little I know I know very well
The milestones memorised old bumps and scrapes
Afield senors Silvio and Giacomo
Giacomo
Lean forward your revolting triple chin

The Atoll

Silvio (cont.)
Be entertained and entertaining too
As your chimp stands gorillas avatar
Giacomo
If that big foot fits wear it rule with awe
But you look atom bomb fried none of that
Youre rather boil in bag swell bifida
Silvio
Your small eyes should be sticking out on stalks
You bodybuilder black and white old crab
Unfortunately you buff one foot short
Albin
I feel as if theyve popped from my poor head
I rub them hard and hot in disbelief
Where did I put my fleshy periscopes?
I feel gorilla strong Im feral teased
Silvio
The coke emulsive will sprout you squid like
Man breasts thick masculine hair just you wait

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
Is that a mascot painted on the bow?
Giacomo
That mangy coyote dressed in sombrero
And poncho giving finger sticks our charm
I dont know if you can see it from there
Red letters loudly say Chupacabra
The maiden name once was El Mosquito
Rechristened it brings sailors real bad luck
Silvio
Do you enjoy your coke tequila neat?
Albin
One more for the screwy bumpy road ahead
Id like to pretty much remain this high
Silvio
Si take a short cut skip down our food chain
Time travel is as natural as can

The Atoll

Albin
I heard the beast beach screeching I thought best
To cringe aloof and let it suffocate
On puffs of gentle breeze else just bleed out
A submarine of sorts did you disclose?
Looks like a harmless whale shark if observed
From mounted lava lumps an able hand
At my brow shading my divergent eyes
Silvio
What wretched fortune that we tempted fate
Exalted hubris hit sour marinade
We had a female hostage stashed aboard
We whistled right wing party jingles shrill
The vessel was rechristened needlessly
Giacomo
Si bad luck has crashed down on swollen heads

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

The Atoll

Giacomo
Hes admiral and don Silvio aboard
La Chupacabra on yon sandbar beached
A narco sub the shell thick fibreglass
Im pilot and capo Giacomo there
Albin
Then by your soldiers medals youre both sunk
As burglary and fencing arent divine
Silvio
Youve read far too much into our conceit
The medals are mere army surplus spoils
Pinned on our chests our feet firm on the ground
Albin
Say if my handles killer whale smudge yours
Silvio
Hes known as Butterfingers mecha shanked
Im known as Cosh account of pistol whips

The Atoll

Silvio (cont.)
Spit it out else Ill pistol whip your ear
Again with feeling proxy lightning bolts
Albin
Im Albin offspring challenged since bad luck
Sole spawn of mummy mambo Talala
The wizards partner far as goes estate
I bluffed your names my ear to yellow sand
What avatars might you exhibit through?
Silvio
Our patsies are by prior arrangement hired
Youd have to sign a non disclosure clause
We travel cognito in limousines
Albin I dub you Orca since youre pied
Albin
What might I call you two sweat twinkling pals?

Monday, July 21, 2014

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
Inside that pressure chamber spell book draped
Across his face and known by him alone
Its best for both sakes safety not said where
Felix
You have a demigods strength can I trust
You not to mangle me if we embrace?
Angela
My bones have been designed to shatter first
To harm no human being offensively
Infra red steeps my aura mannerisms
So early warning is systemic dear
Felix
Its going to be fun learning your sweet ways
Hector
We grow old but some things will never change
Young people ever more seek out good times
Act 3 Scene 2
Silvio
I didnt quite catch your name senor freak

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
Superior compromised duress refined
Symbiosis has proved his true destiny
One level under demigod claimed his
He gives indentured praise in chants for much
With triplicate claps engines whizz and whirr
He lowers thick curved glass lids on his prone self
From cantilever pulleys straight above
With spelling spokes in either practised hand
More strings lift counterweights in parallel
The hissing hinges smoothly seal then lock
The hypnomeditative chamber couch
Felix
And do you know what time he finishes
His arcane hypnomeditations then?
Angela
The times are variable as he lies prone

Sunday, July 20, 2014

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
Behaves as if a flexing solar skin
Felix
Ive got an inkling that hes made great use
Of personal catastrophe and turned
It genuinely constructive beaten odds
Angela
By word of mouth through Albin bifida
He found our Hector lying near comatose
Lagoon side on the pebble strand wave lapped
And practised there resuscitation straight
Felix
A savage ministering mouth to mouth
The kiss of life instinctive I would guess
Angela
The wizard traumatised by tentacles
Of jellyfish stung comatose once now
Hosts plankton photosynthesis enhanced

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
Included late diagnosis tumours missed
Im his substantive mourning monument
As hes since found a tropical sea sponge
A common phyllus ancient which can yield
A watered down efficient toxic cure
Felix
Thus Hectors machinations visited
On Angelas proud shoulders but come hold
My calloused hands a minute smile your smile
Angela
Come kiss fine gills on my throat such as these
The wizard will implant you one day soon
Hes generous to those who earn respect
My widower once removed eats sunlight neat
Ingests nought else since his symbiotic skin

Saturday, July 19, 2014

The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
Im saddle sore from polo pony rides
And after party drinking games add worse
Lower abdomen aches all from time to time
Might my poor gametes flounder gormlessly?
Are there not far too many children live
Already crowding this far too small world?
Id rather yield my heart should one sweet girl
Cause me to laugh intentionally strange
And keep me company enjoying down time
And mind me through injury through disease
Id perch her pretty much on pedestal
Angela
The wizards wife bore not a single child
They didnt lay much providential store
By their misfortune but the double blow

The Atoll

Felix
Tell me is this a lucky break or what?
A castaway engaging his cast off
Remember when the wizard made me freeze
By waving wands I felt it was as much
The swift result of glimpsing suddenly
Your beautiful self strutting close by him
You do pull off the skimpiest bikini
Angela
You have amazing sparkling eyes Felix
I cant bear children but consider me
Available to your brood down the track
Book me in their loyal nanny evermore
To point of rending pacifier dry nurse
Adjustable sewing dummy one side rolled
Felix
Well Im not sure I can sire anyone

Friday, July 18, 2014

The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
His thinking surely bent on better worlds
Where peace and kindness are in swabs conveyed
Extreme behaviours are blocked docked and quashed
Angela
Indeed bipolar activities are
Discouraged from this island microcosm
Felix
Would that the wicked world could learn to love
Amnesia fresh off fashionable clothes
And not recycle wars for decades more
As battles borderline as retro chic
Angela
The wizard self confessed has run against
His innermost beliefs from student days
Toiled through industrial laboratories
Pained he believes in shallowness of late

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
I am her likeness from her carefree youth
A living breathing statue replica
Of his misread deceased beloved wife
Presented nicely lit and airbrushed smooth
The surgeons scalpel sculptings subtly struck
And factored her look signature enhanced
And further honoring her memory
Knowing she would only want his sense of grief
To last one year and one day he has shaped
Another beauty his near future bride
That sweet bio robot is so much of me
Except the freckles round her fine nose bridge
Her luscious nape length red and curly hair
Her old predilection swimsuits one piece
Felix
The wizard has left his great grief with you
His factory line visionary looks

Thursday, July 17, 2014

The Atoll

Felix
Youre just saying that to flatter foolish me
Angela
No Im quite serious dont gauge irony
Know since the moment I clapped eyes on you
I thought delighted what a handsome boy
That something simple stirred up sympathy
Felix
You are the prettiest girl Ive ever seen
It spoils my chances of finding love first sight
I could bide what you see is what you get
The wizard is a lucky fellow wed
To such a charming beautiful slim girl
Angela
But were not man and wife your guess is wrong
He kept a photograph of his late wife
A lock of her fair hair too watertight
In his gold locket constant memory

The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
Have left me cold Ive never been enthused
About returning calls the morning next
I sense youre different that youd let me
Complete a sentence though predictable
And if by some chance bored with me you would
Just cup a hand on your mouth going to yawn
You would change subject not the boy in play
Angela
But I could never find you boring dear
Youre my first sentient living being apart
From Hector who is self appointed boss
Of all things coral island demigod
In making yet I cant help but love you
Your finest gestures deeds and mannerisms
Infatuate me deep within resonate

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
Before this not a bunion nothing more
Angela
Ive got a little number youll just love
A tight mid thigh dress I myself ran up
On overlockers tailors dummies gauged
It has slits down the sides the cleavage too
Inspired by reference to driving gloves
In kid glove leatherette I kid you not
Felix
Youd look divine against the bonnet posed
I own at least one such performance car
Your sports bra baseball cap and cycle pants
As of these last few hours are quite enough
Ive been on entertaining one night stands
With many beauties through the past few years
But their poor manners their entitled airs

The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
Cant have you looking musclebound and boyish
Angela
But you forget Im bio robot in race
I dont ooze out of organs oestrogen
Felix
I lost my concentration say you do
Smell wonderful your perfect good looks passed
Angela
I sweat a scent called Arctic Meadow Pure
A fantasy bouquet of alpine flowers
Drawn from seeds trapped in our dear wizards socks
Felix
You make bench presses look so effortless
I absolutely struggled pinned that weight
The budding callouses on my palms hurt
Youre better off if never feeling that
I had a twitch in my gas pedal foot

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

The Atoll

Angela
You could negotiate lesser ripped physique
Done over just a fortnight hard arse lite
My kind of young athletic gentleman
Felix
Hairsplitting definitions arent for me
Amino acids mixed with vitamins
If steroids if not simply arent for me
Angela
I can assure you my dear your flask holds
Pure water nothing else the wizard grows
Immortal tissues spread in such a fluid
He knows all loopholes blindspots bottlenecks
Which hinder us dont worry one small thing
Look if it can make you feel more at home
Ill finish your bench presses round them out
Felix
Thanks but no thanks doll Ill complete my bit

The Atoll

Angela (cont.)
A starfish limb now cleaves upon a crunch
Moray eels pull down their morsel taken
Where limbs grow whole new starfish on a hunch
Pantry stashed meat Neptune has forsaken
Seems like a nomansland this undertow
Here kelp and coral cue its plankton flow
Act 3 Scene 1
Felix
Im sick of pumping iron and changing weights
And strolling treadmill belt each milestone clocked
The body building it just isnt me
I like to party hard frequent night clubs
Then come back up for air playing video games
He mentioned thirty days as all Id need
On this crash course to upgrade muscleman

Monday, July 14, 2014

The Atoll

Silvio
Obsequious blimp come tour guide shuttle forth
Albin (chants)
The atoll bursts with ripe sexbots
I weave one way hemp lobster pots
No hazed child soldier poor Albin
On bombshell such I pull a pin
So long sour Hector golly gee
Me human traffickers loose free
Angela (chants)
Where kelp and coral arbitrate their truce
A small black cleaner wrasse finds it no harm
To groom a gropers sore throat uses charm
To peck out parasites leave his client spruce
A damsel fish grinds coral format loose
He grows sweet algae on his ocean farm
Defends his turf with surly squatter qualm
The algae render ambient sunlight juice

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
Senor Giacomo angel just divine
I kiss your freedom fighter feet thank you
Senor Silvio good god I huff and buff
Your obsidian and black pearl pinky ring
I can blow kiss dull treadmill now byebye
I may quit uptight wizard Hector si
Now I say adios no more tough work outs
Si let me be your iodine doped sea salt
A common sense infused lagoon tour guide
Ill show you where exactly you can reap
A sea weed meadow using oyster shells
And how to hemp net red crabs who relax
In coconut tree fronds and where to dip
Your coconut half shell for water strained
Impurity free by soft coral combs

Sunday, July 13, 2014

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
Firewater makes me whirling giddy glad
Giacomo
A cargo cult will do for now wont it?
Silvio
Si two steps forward and then one step back
Im his god while youre his conquistador
Standovers shakedowns skims protection rorts
And money laundering our roots and bulbs
Would draw a blank with ignoramus here
Giacomo
French kiss the thick glass flask and funnel out
A rolled drop bifida blob muscleman
Albin
Youre twisting my arm therefore I submit
To supernatural incendiary
Who dominate the wizards signs and spells
And my inferior hobby santeria

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
The victory put you off your back flip
Is your green throat tattoo the latest word
In chipset interface for white space suits?
The baby face with two bare skin stripes shaved
Through his right eyebrow on the fullest moon
Is he your baby picture blown right up?
Silvio
No on reflection Im the cardinal
Weighed down by his white mitre mooning man
My nose agreeing to meet my chin at last
Albin
Time traveller starman and astronaut
I worship searing sand you shuffle on
And lukewarm murky mud you slither through
All you see come low tide belongs to me
At your disposal lies quilt like rolled back

Saturday, July 12, 2014

The Atoll

Albin
Tattoos inked on your knuckles don Silvio?
Your hands are always moving I cant read
Silvio
Look closer zoom in what does my fist say?
Albin
Your left fist says hate I just see that now
Silvio
Its my right fist you see on your left side
It says love not hate you sad knucklehead
Take this take that hate is a form of love
Albin
I think I saw you once entirely framed
By sea grapes driftwood and anenomes
A blotted portrait if not copybook
My fishnet bag though was already stuffed
I left your image meditating much
You shook off trash talk you bounced round the moon

The Atoll

Giacomo
There wont be wiggle room in bartering
With coastguard captains goods for services
Silvio
I cut and built a box of pumice blocks
With flick knife knuckleduster cosh and noose
A makeshift chilly bin below the mark
For low tide it holds safe and cool immersed
Two coke tequila sealed flasks which beat odds
Albin
So you say old space junk I worship you
For not eliminating me on sight
Silvio
The bilious bifida comes back to life
Know me a cosmonaut on reentry bent
Giacomo
An astronaut who exits stratosphere
Silvio
Splash coke tequila down both your fat gobs

Friday, July 11, 2014

The Atoll

Giacomo (cont.)
Her shoddy diesel engine gaskets fixed
Or rather healed by magical technique
Attested by grease monkey Dino si
Theres not a shard of broken glass aboard
No sealed flasks line the pristine wooden crates
No sign of coke tequila met the eye
I guess drained down propeller shafts and lost
On lobsters gropers krill clouds and the like
Whose primal jitters can be scarcely sussed
Weve hit lowest point of low tide I believe
And life is on the up well catch high tide
And slip away first sunset onset thrilled
Silvio
Our precious cargo ballast burley flushed
Away in clouds to nourish schools of fish

The Atoll

Silvio (cont.)
Eyes saw your head go under cresting waves
Thrice capo Giacomo why that sour note?
Are you not likewise joyed to see me live?
Giacomo
Don Silvio a skin cancer doesnt care
For green ink prison tattoos mine are safe
In two hole poncho pilot whale grey pelt
Silvio
And I think melanoma luxury
This present crisis needs quick remedy
Do you have news of our Chupacabra?
Giacomo
The low tide having ebbed its nadir niche
The narco sub is perched shes still one piece
Seesaw beached on a coral island reef
As if in provident dry dock entrenched

Thursday, July 10, 2014

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
The little matchstick merchant ship in tow
Its sails and masts on hinges corked his gob
But I prefer a kava homebrew drop
Sipped leisurely from coconut half shells
Silvio
But coke tequila kills your loose hook worms
Firewater by proof hospital grade juice
Another shot depopulates the bowel
Of parasites leaves flora legless too
Your body is a temple when preyed on
Let me dose your red tonsils from the flask
Youll never rasp from streptococcus more
Giacomo
You cut that racket siesta still in play
Silvio
I know that voice not for a minute did
I think you drowned though my salt burnt foam blurred

The Atoll

Silvio (cont.)
Theres one for pure lip service one to chow
And garble simultaneously raw clams
And one that can parp gas and bragging rights
What you need is a coke tequila shot
Suck this flask salvaged from my submarine
Old chum or Ill tear you a bunghole new
Albin
I celebrate you taking me aboard
Your albatross like top shelf buzzard wing
Forgive me my diminished twin senor
As hes a shrinking violet nods and shakes
Silvio
More coke tequila then for me his god
The overbitten shrunken knucklehead
Should see a shrink to see whats eating him
Albin
He sucked a nearly empty bottle once
And strained a mayday note firewater loose

Wednesday, July 09, 2014

The Atoll

Silvio
The Jonah! Am I mad or did I hear
This skin and bones cetacean speak just now
Colloquial gringo? are the floppy arms
And legs extremities of starfish gob
Unprobed by ocean biologists thus far?
Ill pull its bloody overboiled red leg
It can grow yet another give a damn
I make of it asparagus spear roll
Enormity Id lay it flush across
A magical red carpet down one flight
And flog it rolled to some wild nephew heir
Attached to wealthy sultans cash and stock
On deals like that your feet dont touch the ground
Albin
Tsk tsk tsk me oh my cough cough tut tut
Silvio
The beast has three crap holes it mumbles out

The Atoll

Giacomo (cont.)
Poor thing abstracted suicide its response
From memes about the way the world is stuffed
Shall we share siesta under whale sail shade
Till angry sun sheathes his white javelins
And pockets scaly melanomas spare?
The shrimp the shark they cuddle crack of doom
Albin
I didnt hear a thing if you ask me
Silvio
Im frying in my own skin and my lips burn
The pilot whale abandoned skeleton
Not one scrap doggie bagged from barbecue?
Vestigial hands and feet unglossed with gloves
Fins once upon a u turn skid road kill
Giacomo
Amigo take a break please from yourself

Tuesday, July 08, 2014

The Atoll

Giacomo (chant cont.)
To Maggie Margaret or Peg
A sea sick shanty that is to call foul
The mutability of maiden names
Ill blot it out with coke tequila shots
(Chants)
He lay beneath a merchant flag
His coffin sank at once no snag
Backwater shanty town thats shanty flogged
Republic banana reflagged relaunched
Theres no escape from morbid facts of life
For anyone wake up your sorry self
Two headed giant king crab hot nuclear waste
They boast King Tut commands cash registers
Yet fellows like this get no money hushed
Albin
Nobody home come back soon tsk tsk tsk
Giacomo
A brilliant echo bouncing down whale skull

The Atoll

Albin (cont.)
It lacks for nought and combs for gizzard stones
Ill wrap this hide of pilot whale around
My shoulders snug this suicide sized main sail
The fishnet bag of coconuts cecede
Giacomo
Is there no end to this pink griddle plate?
Im dying for shelter from the scorching sun
Ill kneel and wash away my steaming sweat
From burning eyes in this low tide rock pool
Is heat stroke making me delusional?
A pilot whale beached skeleton picked clean
Lying on a windowdressing bed of kelp?
(Chants)
The pilot captain their first mate
Banged Cathy Katey then a Kate
Gave not so much as stroke of leg

Monday, July 07, 2014

The Atoll

Miguel
Its back to front a blunt effrontery
Act 2 Scene 2
Albin
The wizard wont give me preventative
Elixirs at all on that point we part
So Ill get back at him via peeping toms
Loyal ghosts of voodoo gods the specialist
In mischief sort contract retribution
Im done with curatives done for the sprains
The fevered flus the jogging stitch and cramps
My head throbbed stinging pains from jellyfish
Assault when last I lowered forth lobster pots
The wizard should shove his hindsight up his
But whos this coming up the pebble beach?
Id better lurk curled play the possum plumb
Some creature wandering up our food chain

The Atoll

Plasma (chant cont.)
Awake from harsh tunes fixed to troubled brains
Salvatore
My poor ears ache ball bearings rumble them
Paolo
The grinding gear noise was unbearable
Gianni
This screeching loud conveyor belt lets get off
Gloria
I settled into nightmare typical
Recurring weird improbabilities
Where pleasant people act so oddly rude
And bullies sugar endless flattery
My daydream nap then filled with big cat roars
Like those Id heard in zoos and which I guessed
To be the sabre tooths then mammoth toots
Blared largely elephantine that I sussed
Eduardo
Who would believe us? how could such things be?

Sunday, July 06, 2014

The Atoll

Paolo
Ive got a strong gut feeling rescue is
On its way coastguard helicopter search
Gianni
The vocal grandiose Miguel is to blame
For plunging us in crisis we should pass
Our shadows on his eyelids thus enact
A gallery of cameos hovering
Hed wake and die of sudden heart attack
Salvatore
A natural death coroners report
Plasma
I must save these folk from their wreckless youths
Its cool off time for overheated minds
Ill hum them humoured hint a healing hymn
(Chants)
Arise from dreams and nightmares deepest sleep
If your lives were prized they are wont to keep
For such as you in stealth are too quick slain

The Atoll

Salvatore
Push shove well be each other alibid
Gianni
Si well survive catastrophe move forth
Ill emulate your sabotage in scale
Though humbler are the inner city bounds
You know my uncle mayor in nepotism
Indolent bureaucrats found internship
For me curating town hall documents
Ill blot erase and shred some toxic chits
Salvatore
If we escape from this giant pickle jar
We three should start a little business
With ethics tap a niche which is crying out
Poor folk with rotten teeth who cant afford
Rich dentists we should supply our clientele
With meth as a meth mouth means nought to them

Saturday, July 05, 2014

The Atoll

Salvatore (cont.)
A snore free siesta quality down time
A pumice stone induced deep coma si?
Gianni
Hey Paolo hand me that swiss army knife
All three of them can bleed out gradually
To pass away in deadly dull daydreams
Paolo
Gianni youre being too rash irrational
Keep your voice down please till a real plan gels
A senora slain is unthinkable
Salvatore
Reluctantly I must agree with you
The vagaries of providence can bring
Forth unprovoked misdeeds especially
Here we have Gloria and Eduardo plain
Theyre Miguels pals elite collateral
If negligent manslaughters sign the way
In them we have two patsies platter laid

The Atoll

Paolo (cont.)
As long as his own salary is safe
The fiscal chest is siesta crimping stuff
May I join your rebellious club of pals?
Gianni
Si as youve sworn the governor a crook
Salvatore
Hes all for snoring not for snorting coke
Sleep walking long drops outhouse oriented
Entitled toff that he is steered by genes
Im all for stomping down three days three nights
Going sleepless native through rainforest thick
Chewing on guarana berries coca leaves
And stevia stalks in guerrilla war mode
Hes all for twiddling thumbs not fingers twitched
For pinched espresso cups the pinky out
Lets give this lily palmed state governor

Friday, July 04, 2014

The Atoll

Salvatore (cont.)
Waves from his bullet proof plush limousine
Election day come whisks past ballot booths
With gentle toots his driver blows plebs off
And so leaves young turks such as I to do
The legwork canvas votes and brainwash well
Smirk party propaganda into being
Gianni
Were grass roots theyre dead wood true Salvatore
The narco sub wreck has now crystallised
My hate for mayor and uncle Eduardo
Salvatore
He licks my uncle Miguels boots for loot
I deputise you Gianni fight red tape
Paolo
Governor Miguel can turn his blind eye
On things of massive public interest

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Salvatore (cont.)
The fine white bum fluff number one goatee
The whining what you see is what you get
The pail of ancient axioms what of her?
Gianni
Mayor Eduardo too sad clown nodding si
Invisible except for his brown nose
Hed lighten our predicament found dead
A casualty of falling coconuts
Salvatore
She has the presidents ear which is deaf
Whereas I secretly emend state laws
To moderate the lot of peasantry
False bottom black organic heroin paid
When local body payroll cant be met
Shes boldfaced highlights where Im whitening
She fawns her pawn the governor Miguel
That stiff snob long removed from civvy street

Thursday, July 03, 2014

The Atoll

Eduardo (cont.)
Lets spend a siesta shaded there by rocks
Observing civilisation lures it
Gloria
A hard bed makes for backbone straight and true
Miguel
You lively young men forage us a lunch
Salvatore
Did you hear that old pompous motor mouth?
I could leap right in bare hands throttle him
Gianni
Id be surprised now if he didnt snore
The other clowns in chorus would approve
Salvatore
With him rolled out of way wed be reinforced
A death by misadventure on his card
His enemigos ever jostling him
The narco cartel bosses would think twice
But Gloria his stern scrapbook counsellor

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Gianni (cont.)
If cocked may be profoundly scrutinised
Tax credits claimed on subdivided land
May come to haunt her shell be less amused
Miguel
Compared to what tarts were available
To him then she looked angel heaven sent
The lucky billionaire industrialist
I think I know him from the consulate
Gloria
I wept on seeing the bridal gown and veil
Of cream and white and Dee was beautiful
The pages children dressed in suits and gowns
Left me quite breathless they were so darned cute
Eduardo
Dear Gloria I was told the girl who caught
The posy was a relative of yours
I must acquaint her with my boy some time

Wednesday, July 02, 2014

The Atoll

Miguel (cont.)
The champion dancer northern hemisphere
The ten pin bowling bright new shooting star
I cant believe my son is still alive
But I take your word gospel otherwise
Id crash asleep and never wake again
Salvatore
My limbs are weary from our sea ordeal
Relaxed to point of withering away
Our Dee has been resilient Ive no doubt
Shes finished her reception mind intact
Tomorrow on her racecourse honeymoon
While ten detectives scour the kidnap scene
Shell calibrate her workaholic groom
So take the edge off our glaring gloom
Gianni
As shes societys yardstick now on notched
Beneath a magnifying glass she yet snooks

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Paolo (cont.)
While I trod water Silvio and Felix
Swam strongly different directions veered
Combatted undertow with furious strokes
As bookends scaled a steep soaked pebble beach
Myself I threw a sidestroke then a backstroke
A dogpaddle at it whatever would
Manoeuvre me beyond stroppy elements
I gulped air my heart beat in my feint head
Miguel
This is the special price of vanity
I saw her list of fine invited guests
I was intrigued and flattered totally
Elite peers draughted worthy company
The shipping magnates who came up from scratch
The multiple award burdened physicists
The beautiful society hostesses
And their impeccably fresh debutantes
The exiled military dictators

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

The Atoll

Salvatore
What were you thinking when you savaged us?
Miguel
I good as tacked a bullseye on his back
Though he refused to wear a tuxedo
Ive much as murdered my poor darling son
By squeezing that showy wedding into blanks
Of our official black appointment book
Paolo
No Miguel your boys pretty much alive
I saw him scramble over sharp edged crags
Of coral on a lucky sudden swell
Miguel
But I tell you the fourth time I thrust up
Above waves my soaked head I saw my son
And Silvio fighting foaming thick wave crests
Paolo
From my perspective I assure you folk

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Miguel (cont.)
My one and only Felix my sweet boy
We shouldve passed on Dees big wedding day
Deemed its locale a too exotic fare
Salvatore
Senor Miguel so now what do you think
Of our brine powdered dry white skin tight suits?
Miguel
I think theyre wonderfully up to date
I couldnt see it as a fashion trend
You look as if you were poured into them
Forgive me please for being a fussy ponce
For that hypocrisy dealt on my part
Me wearing this gold earring all the while
A fancied merchant navy chest tattoo
Yet mocking you young fellows kitted out
With nose studs eyebrow pins and nipple rings