posted on May 9, 2011 at 6:15 pm

red shift

the devil is in the detail

hot red hell

the crimson and white of her flesh

the angry welt cross her chest

in anger and confusion

in temptation and taboo

evil for the sake of evil

the grin the smirk the pout the baby voice

the spirit of a criminal framed in black

the instrument panel lined in red lush velvet

deathly white walls

sin lives here and their air is icy hot

my hands were cold as i touched her

her eyes never changed as i reached down

others might try to humiliate her defiance

i could imagine them as they did it

a voice in my head was saying something

something awful

i couldnt even repeat it to myself

sin had manifested as this woman

i caught sight of myself in a pool

a shambolic wreck

i look like some lunatic washed up in the south seas

my face all flushed

my glass forehead beaded in sweat

nostrils flaring knees buckling

i was a horror unto myself

look what all this sin has wrought

her one kiss makes me feel devoured

jezebel oh you want to punish her……

the snake in his tree is watching you touching her

are you a man or an animal ? it asks

a man i am a man i/you reply

no surely you are a beast the snake says in your mind

my hands have been lost for days

they wander far and wide across the countryside

the snake watches the woman whisper in your ear

shes not interested in you you fool the snake says

i shake my head

i’m watching a film in some cinema

some mean old landlord evicting a young mother

out! he says

oh please kind sir

isnt there some other way to pay you than money ?

she implores him on her knees

the camera zooms in on our villains eyes

twinkling with merry old sin

well (he twirls his moustache ) perhaps there is one way….

doctor faustus is in his office when a red face appears from a wall

lust the rawest and most  incurable sin

the devil dreamed up lust just last night it was his last chance

oh fuck i’m a genius he said upon discovering it

and he sent it into mans hearts to bewilder them

doctor faustus middle aged and serious sits glaring at you

youre an evil person he says in german accented english

he pronounces evil as eefil

you think

some say the devil is quite a gentleman

he knows his way round a good red and some tasty meat

he prefers a piece of rump or the white flesh of the breast

for dessert tongues in various jellies

the sheets in his bed are as black as space

tiny crushed stars as crumbs under him

why do you need your soul anyway? whispers the woman

her hands have multiplied under your clothes

oh yes youre definitely an animal says the snake as it watches

its eye never leaves you for one single moment

tasting the air saturated in sin it recoils itself

i notice some music is playing

the most delicious swaying suggesting music

it comes drifting upon a concupiscent cloud

the devil writes music that is unearthly

his notes fall from grace in spacey elegies for lust

lewd and rhythmic percussion

fuck you! says the woman astride and riding away

faustus asks where are your morals?

mother asks where are your clothes?

my neck all bruised and blueish

i blew my salary in this den of iniquity

a refund ….? you must be joking …..says someone

someone in another room

he is an animal and a fool the snake again

he will suffer much but learn nearly nothing

what do you want to see honey? asks the very first woman

i want to see fuckin’ everything…you say

then look here sweetheart she says

and the last thing you think of

as you gaze into the laptop

is the image of an apple

with one single bite

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

14 Responses to “visitation”

  1. avatar
    . | 9 May 2011 at 9:55 pm #

    That is brilliant.

    I like the line…”her hands have multiplied under your clothes”
    and “is the image of an apple with one single bite”

    This image reminded me of my childhood and the story of the Garden of Eden. It never made much sense to me. To sacrifice paradise to know good from evil was quite a decision to make. Then again, did they really have a choice to make or was it predestined? Since they didn’t comprehend paradise, that paradise didn’t matter anyway, right?

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    JW | 10 May 2011 at 12:01 am #

    This would make for a good Mac commercial đŸ˜‰

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    DavidP | 10 May 2011 at 12:14 am #

    clever ending, i like that one
    if the devil is in the detail
    where is the divine?
    does it emerge from the absence of those details?
    silence is golden they say…
    a friend of mine reckons to know the mysteries of life
    one must know the mysteries of sex
    the mystery of alchemy,
    of transmutation and purification of our energies
    to convert the lead of our egos into the gold of the spirit
    to be born of the spirit
    a secret formula encoded in myths, legends & scripture throughout time

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 10 May 2011 at 12:18 am #

    Yeah…spot on…these electronic devices are the devil’s doing. The almighty would not place all of us, engaging in such interpersonal acts of respond to each other thru a keysroke, a symbol, a reference to some oblique communication skill, a skill long lost…long ago. The new idiot box, some may say. But The new ithis and ithats have us all beat down. Ipads have been replaced with i(have no idea why i spent so much money on an i (nothing) so i’m part of the I-crowd. I-broke !!!!

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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    Anonymous | 10 May 2011 at 1:03 am #

    it’s a conspiracy a man’s soul? No! that’s fear, that’s wrong; it’s a soul’s body that is earthed. the one that’s in control is argued throughout and then eternity and it’s all clear when one’s left behind — which one kept the nights… god of my day lord of my night becomes what used to be prayed in the marketed consumerism of light

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    Ryan | 10 May 2011 at 3:18 am #

    Loved it. Great ending w/ the apple!

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    ticktockclarice | 10 May 2011 at 8:48 am #

    Phew, that was intense! Such a paradox that being sinful usually feels so much better in the moment but leaves you wracked with remorse afterwards while being good is harder/more boring but you reap much better rewards in the long term. Life is a constant battle against our baser, animal selves and is much harder still when you don’t believe in some magical, waterfall strewn paradise in the afterlife. But then i think it means more if you’re just a good person for the sake of being good rather than expecting some eternal reward for it. Anyway, i’m rambling. Top marks, Mr Kilbey. Very thought-provoking as usual. Favourite line – “the sheets in his bed are as black as space” Very cool. And extra credit for including the word concupiscent (yes, i had to google it. It’s one of those yummy words that sounds like what it is) And A++ for the final little dig at Apple computers if that’s what it was, ha ha. Yeah, they’re an easy target but if Steve Jobs is not the personification of “eefil” i dunno what is. Ciao for now.

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    Ess | 10 May 2011 at 3:55 pm #

    woman as temptation? As sin? Lust sent to man – but not to woman as well? Then what has it been that has bewildered me, tempted me, fill me with lust, tormented me as a woman?

    Oh the gifts of the bible.

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    BigSmilesKate | 10 May 2011 at 4:59 pm #

    Hey SK,

    Loved that one – it was very lusty and ended with an excellent twist using the apple logo – brilliant. It had never occurred to me to associate that logo with the tempting apple of Eve. How many people out there enter the bordellos of the internet to put it politely.

    Hope to see you soon with GB3.

    Big Smiles
    Kate
    xoxo

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    Lisa | 11 May 2011 at 1:27 pm #

    Brilliant and clever as always…pure genius!

    Love this part: some say the devil is quite a gentleman
    he knows his way round a good red and some tasty meat
    he prefers a piece of rump or the white flesh of the breast
    for dessert tongues in various jellies
    the sheets in his bed are as black as space

    The Apple reference had never occurred to me before….hmmmmmm.

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    Once | 14 May 2011 at 2:12 am #

    OMG. I didn’t even “get” the Apple logo reference. That’s how “un-Mac” I’ve been…till I got an iPhone yesterday…it actually came with two stickers of the logo…for what? To put on my forehead and certify myself as a sheep?

    Hopefully it will be entertaining, anyway…great poetry, SK, and yes, I had to look up “concuspicient”…hey, this blog is educational as well!!

    Thanks!
    Donna


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