posted on November 13, 2013 at 5:58 pm
yellow peril

yellow peril

boot goes in
empire fall on deaf eerie silent
crashed out of space
the new technology : i am altered
the moon is unafraid out there alone
the forest in collision
the flying pines fill the sky above us
fish unleashed from the water sing in the air
the sunsets rays interpenetrate the surface of a maze
on certain days or by phases of the moon soon time will come
with the hum of machinery and in the void of nothingness
every creature has a soul that must evolve in solvency
the wicked who bickered while rome burnt learnt to lessen more
the wise king by the river a giver of peace killed by his own police
i walk a world where war underscores the law
it opens door for vulture and his whore, lil death galore
i’m playing this game and i’m shooting them down
the freak and the victim and the beggar and clown
i launch a flaming spear that burns through the night
a spirit doth whisper in my tiny ear
the language of dispossession i hear
in the freezing mornings still to come
i cant run anymore the hills have been conquered
i’m irradiated by my flowing screen by something so unseen
no maybe this is real this time i cant tell
i cant wait to tell you
you organize a bunch of press
but they pressed my buttons to my chess
the gun you gave me sprouting daisy
and the wrong address

17 Responses to “feverish”

  1. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 13 November 2013 at 6:16 pm #

    I love you in all your colours
    I love you the more for your
    foolishness which manifests
    otherwise I could not see
    the genius for lack of
    oh do you remember that joke
    I tried to make?
    at the risk of being a jerque
    oh anyway I sense you still
    smirk about it
    like I
    it was silly
    and sillier still when I protested
    at length
    in which language? ho hum
    against your summary of
    my (our) character
    just proving you all the more true
    for the blue
    if one would call it that
    that is character
    how could you?
    for indeed I have been flattened
    but yes
    all for the best
    as they say

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    princey | 13 November 2013 at 8:05 pm #

    loving these last few blogs sk!
    It was great seeing you and the band the other night, hope you come back soon.
    See u at ACNE on Sunday!! 🙂
    Lotsa love Princey xxx

  3. avatar
    matthew | 13 November 2013 at 11:05 pm #

    Cheque, mate. Loved this Steve, your words always transport me.

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 November 2013 at 12:08 am #

    I can no longer wait. I wish 2 move 4 more reasons than 1. He makes me wait. I want a beer. He restrains me. I accept all this for now as I c Him moving in my favour. Until the next time …

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    marc roman | 15 November 2013 at 2:55 am #


    One if by land
    Two billion by the sea
    We throw up our hands
    Look what they’re doin’ to me.

    Man made the stars
    In a shadow factory
    Plants them in the ground
    for 250,000 years.

    A hundred in the states
    Lil’ canaries in the mine
    They color code the maps
    It’s so easy on the eye.

    All the cameras are down
    Pixilation on the screen
    Heavy metals are up
    Make these levels seem routine.

    As it menaces the coast
    Isotopes cannot be seen
    Wither the host
    Where the life has always been.

    What’s happened in Japan?
    Well it’s sinking by degree
    They’re spraying the roads
    And they’re strippin’ all the trees.

    Removing the soil
    And the brittle assemblies
    Rank amateurs
    To stop this criticality?

    Just sayin’.

  6. avatar
    Chris | 15 November 2013 at 8:47 am #

    ‘the wise king by the river a giver of peace killed by his own police’…devastatingly so…I can think of so many…et tu Brute?

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    hellbound heart | 15 November 2013 at 4:53 pm #

    your words are ambrosia…

  8. avatar
    Cocoamo | 16 November 2013 at 9:05 am #

    “The moon is unafraid out there alone” – Wow, this is a pretty one. Thanks again for a new way of seeing things.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

  9. avatar
    M E M | 17 November 2013 at 6:44 am #

    …sounds like the meanderings of the tarot

  10. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 18 November 2013 at 9:43 pm #

    To write or not to write?
    to do proves a habit
    to not proves repressive
    i have no topic for this
    since the past is obsessive
    and the future elusive
    please pardon for breaking the silence
    or being intrusive
    or if in fact it is the opposite
    and you feel any gratitude
    I accept your thanks in advance
    well at first the present
    feels like a vacuum
    but is actually so full
    I can sit back and feast on it
    without eating a thing
    till one’s tummy grumbles
    making one wonder if
    food be the meaning of life
    yes good food as recommended
    by our chef
    served with lashings of sage
    so excuse me but then
    i remember that’s linked to my wage
    and i think of others’ disadvantage
    and i must try to remember
    to say grace
    at least occasionally
    what do you say?

  11. avatar
    pamela | 19 November 2013 at 4:30 am #

    Yellow peril…evangelicalism, propaganda, megalomania…fat man and little boy…”I do not see why man should not be as cruel as nature.” “Qualis artifex pereo.” “I am the punishment of God…if you had not committed any great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you.”

    Surreality. War with self. War with neighbor. War with world.

    But then, you’ll just change the channel when the carnage becomes a bit tiresome.

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      Anonymous | 19 November 2013 at 4:11 pm #

      The channel as u so put it, I like 2 say focus, ain’t changing (excuse the slang) I’m aiming for what was promised. If one has not already noticed, humans can be crueller than nature and one onlyhas to experience the continual repetition of some acts to know so. I like the words you shared … it leaves much to ponder on.

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        pamela | 19 November 2013 at 6:57 pm #

        Thanks, A…and see response below as well..please note that I should have written “sk’s words, poem, intention”, etc instead of “yours.”)

        What do you mean when u wrote “what was promised” ?

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    pamela | 19 November 2013 at 6:30 pm #

    Your words made me think of war – probably not your intention – but part of the beauty of the process of interpretation of an artist’s work: forces reader to think; opens and expands reader’s imagination; drives creation of an interpretation.

    Words above are from Hitler, Nero, Genghis Khan…chosen for their brutality, greed, ruthlessness, lust for dominance…sound examples of “crueler than nature” to be sure…

    And as for “changing the channel”, my words intended to suggest, merely as an reminder, that many (not all) of the modern western world collective “one” often experience examples of “man against humanity” as sideline observer…from the comfort of cushy chair and viewed thru the channel of television or computer monitor…sympathy by proxy, horrors lived vicariously thru pseudo-reality…personally removed – or at most temporarily involved – until one loses interest (or whatever) and pushes a happy button that switches channel to something completely different… a different focus…to disengage, separate, escape from uncomfortable or inconvenient feelings…interpretation inspired from your words “irridiated by my flowing screen”…and btw not politically or morally evangelizing…nor self-righteous…just reminding, know from personal experience, and juuuust sayin’. Meow.

    Okay, I will gladly pardon your slang (as if) if you will kindly pardon my blah blah blah blah blah.

  13. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 21 November 2013 at 7:47 am #

    Oh! In that case! ‘The singer knot the song’! 🙂 🙂

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