Dot Com

I know her name well
spider keeper and mother
.

her web wraps around me
and I feel connected
touched, plugged in
brutalized, born
the net of it is
I can find you any place
at any time
day or night
you byte my in-box
elevate my hit rate
burn my bandwidth
you give me suck and blow
better and worse
my scratch and sniff site
dot com
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Celestial Child

They danced in the light
of the bright new mornings
even in the darkest days
.

As each year passes
they dream of things
their father shall never live to grasp
.

Brothers and sisters
each moment of the day to day wandering
is left with single jewels of happiness
soft sadness humbles each of us
in unimportant things
.

Though she sings while others cry
.

Even as a father works
in silent images
children pause each moment
of that wandering
.

Celestial child
fragile
dependent
wild bright eyes of the stars
.

She cries while others sing
.

There is nothing a father has
that cannot be given
.

There is no shy place
to hide away from the memories
the essence
the beauty
.

You are your father's meaning
the whole reason for being
there is nothing else
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Dead Diana

She is dead at the hands of what?
This PR exercise?
This assassination by hidden conspiracy?
Establishment enemies?
History?
.

She is dead at the hands of what?
A camera flash gun?
A drunken no-one?
An assassin's moment?
A Queen's smile?
A wannabe King's nod?
.

Who will rid me of this treachery?
Who will wash the hands of British complacency?
Who will free my people from slavery?
Who will take them by the shoulders
To shake them like stupid children?
Who dare awaken them?
.

She is dead at the hands of what?
Knee jerk reaction?
Shock at a pretty face crushed?
Rushed by reporters?
Dead at a camera flash?
Smothered by working class sympathy
for a stupid playboy pet girl?
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The British people die at the hands of public relations
The world press conspire in the slaughter of a nation's dignity
One more Royal conspiracy
One more elitist tragedy in the hands of aristocracy
Yet more racism in the hands "better bred" than yours or mine
Oh, at a deeply personal level I am saddened by the tragic death of any living thing
No less the death of this stupid princess
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