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THE ACID OF ACCIDIE

 

POEMS BY

 

 

ANTOINE TARSER

 

 

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WAITING

 

I wait

For my eyes to be the birds

My arms to be the trees

My ears to be the sound of rain

 

I wait

For talking to stop

From within and without

For ideas to dissolve

To leave just what is

 

I wait

For hate and love to leave

For concepts to fade

For things to be as they are

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SUPERMARKET TROLLEY AND OTHER WORKS

 

 

There�s a supermarket trolley in the duck pond

A modern installation

 

Ripples of parody grabs our attention

A rupture of common sense notions

 

An artist hurled this structure deep into our murky consciousness

 

The fleeing ducks, our deep rooted repressions

 

Coloured with coke cans

We can sense the limping, bleeding animals

 

Stumbling into forest fires

Rotting like Mattresses in the autumn leaves

 

With Perceptions undressed

A new insight for the eye

 

Junk becomes truth

Truth becomes lie

 

Like the washing machine

Asleep in a lay-by

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I AM THE SKY

 

Looking at the sky filling two holes

Filling my eyes

Like air fills a room

 

Open the door and there�s no outside

And no inside to hide in

The sky fills my mouth like water

I was an observer

Now I�m just the sky

 

Throw a bottle in the river

It fills with the river

Then the glass breaks

And there�s only the river

Nothing can contain it

Like the sky, hovering above

There is no separation

No distance between us

No difference between us

 

I am the sky�

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WITH CHILD

 

Human female skin shimmers white against the rising cliffs

 

She rolls over �

 

A long backbone, like a dinosaur�s remains,

 

Pushes up from the surface of the earth,

 

Gulls scream and soar across the sun

 

She reaches behind her,

 

undoing the strap

 

Merging with geology

 

like the birds� eggs

 

Partially hidden,

 

poised from treacherous drops

 

On the horizon, the sky touches the sea

 

Vulnerable, breakable beneath the stones

 

She sleeps-

 

A slumber pulls her through ancient layers

 

She�ll awake from a dream, as the tide rushes in

 

New genes awakening within her

 

 

WOMEN SAY THAT MEN ARE ANIMALS......

 

Eyes are molluscs

Two snails sliding

Tentacles twisting

Urges rising

 

Hands are spiders

Fingers groping

Spinning webs on

Prey for choking

Mouth�s a Jellyfish

Looking to sting

Injecting poisons

Deep within

 

Blind mole�s digging

Kicking back dirt

On subterranean

Full alert

 

Cobra spits

Its venom to stun

The animal�s human

And he�s going to run....

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OLD PHOTOS

 

Between Christopher Columbus

 

and Salmon Rushdie

 

My brother�s daughter

 

is stroking a long dead cat

 

We�re eating Christmas dinner

 

and I can see something

 

In my own eyes

 

A look of dread?

 

These photographs

 

Are angled like gravestones

 

Mum is smiling,

 

standing next to the Christmas tree

 

Looking out from this folded up, shelved, cobwebbed past.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACCIDIE RAP