Political Fruit Poems

Strange Fruit choreography 
speaks to me of seeing 
and smelling 

this strange evil fruit 
of hatred 
and bigotry 
and fear 

and straight white man 
perpetual...

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small strange nuts and seeds
fall down from the trees
onto the ground below
eaten by prey and washed away
stepped on and smashed 
some kept down  and...

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What mortal tear?
Traces this grand and ageless face.
What twist and turn's of flesh?
Can inspire divinities of old
To lay waste to dreamscapes of
A mere weak soul.
Gracing...

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It was 1988 
And things seemed great 
I walked off the stage 
With a degree at the right age 

There were changes abound 
As I...

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The Enquiry
Is over

They did not find
the missing and murdered
whatever 
they were looking for
But every woman knows

Why

There are so many
missing and murdered
Aboriginal women
As every woman knows

Why

There...

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Its' truth,
and it's in the dark,

but with the spark we can wall off like a plaster of farce,

any indecent start,

with incandescent sprawl to remark.

As if...

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To bite, to taste
to ravish in the delightful juices
it drips from the lips and slithers into the throat
parched....
my tongue shrivels, my voice cracks
my lips lose...

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You know we’re very poor, of that we have certainly, never denied.
Then the ‘Obama-I-don’t-Care’ gave us another whammy, Yes, indeed! Oh My!
Now, it’s Peanut butter...

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Their is no victory in killing
bombs can't destroy a soul,
you can't ride your rot to heaven
so you may as well do good-be gold.
virgins shy away...

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