Best Fantasybody Poems
6.
i am to be blown off on the first bombardment
then it is to be flown
in the crowd of fire-flies
on the bushes of the scented-lemons
and it is to see the memory race of the grown-up girls
it is to see more
that after the opening of the sluice gates
one by one
how the gathering in the hindu hotels
increases
by leaps and bounds
the pores of the skin of the body
whose hoods are open
and who are running up
along the spiral route
that leads to the top of the mountain
their child
due to late-marriage
now only knows
how to move on all fours
7.
under the table-glass
i unfold the life-chronicle of one lakh year
and in the olive-cabinet
all the applications for living
from the monsoon-noon to the winter-afternoon
the lines you draw on the parchment
none of them is so condensed
as to touch the palms of a sailor
from the numerable timber-joists
come down the swarms of personal white ants
no spring seems to become corporeal
without the spell of misunderstandings
so of late
besides the dry statistics
with the cough
comes out grey thermometer
prickly-heats spread over the whole body
the sticks of young antenna
shake off their wings
behind the bath-scene
lies the succulent hailstorm
8.
there is no lovely add
yet the market-value of your headache
is going up day by day
all the noon send her mad
the intellectual kisses
the coos
or is it the running about of the tennis-ball
so much pop-corns are flying out
from the draw-well
or that sound of foot-steps
in the north-east
may be
that is of some brown horses
or some horse-drawn perambulators
when the moon spreads out the platinum
does it judge the recipients
thus the bin-leaves can ring
from head to foot
it unfurls an incorrigible right-angle
in the early-evening
the troop with armours
open a shop of condom
beside the vainglory of the lake
I wish we all had a body with a zip
For when we need a replacement hip
The body is unzipped to replace a new part
A liver or kidney, a lung or new heart
Bones are removed and replaced as required
No need for traction or bones that are wired
The days will be gone for all operations
This will catch on with all the nations
Order on-line or a big shop will do
To buy a spare body part just for you
No need to worry, no need to fuss
Decide what you need and catch the bus
Tesco’s and Asda can sell the bits you need
They will grow organic body parts from a seed
So bear that in mind if you are an inventor
A brain needs inventing that doesn’t get dementia
She went to bed as normal
To enter her reoccurring dream
Being visited by who
Its not too long before she screams
Her body becomes so bloodied
Scratched by seeings unknown
Claw marks not of this world
She's all alone feeling so disowned
She opens her teary eyes
Faceless images front her sight
Being in this reoccurring dream
To scared she lies in fright
Scaled humanoids over her body crawl
In an eerie fascination
Its like she's become an experiment
To find their realisation
She drifts even further
Panicking she gasps for air
In her bleeding aspiration
Her dark eyes open in deadened stare
In momentary shock
From this reoccurring dream she awakens
Is it just a matter of time
She becomes their forsaken
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