Sunday, September 6, 2015

Alan Catlin- Three Poems


Waiting for the UFO’s

Every week,
garbage trucks
compacting
their loads.
                                   
Fenced in dog’s
                                            frantic howls;

what kind of
monsters are these?




Screaming Orgasm

Maybe she was a new joke
on the electorate, signed up
for post grad work in Idiot
Savant, a degree she didn’t
have to study for.  Set free
for lunch, she informs the unwary
at the bar of an uncanny
coincidence of celebrity
sightings combined with
a tidal wave of UFO’s alleged
to have polluted these same skyways
the celebrities were seen in.
I was almost amazed how one
seemingly innocuous quasi-news
items could get twisted so
completely out of shape by
what was presumed to be a human
intelligence.  I listened as she
spoke to the diehards along
the wood, who would put up
with just about anything as
long as the next beer was forth
coming, about how Elvis, thought
dead by many for decades, had
switched his voting allegiance
this year from Republican to
Democrat, as if , somehow, that
would have been significant if he
were actually alive.



Mind Parasites

They are as malleable as plastic figurines,
space vampires and mind parasites,
come in all sizes and shapes, determined
by phases of a solar system of planetary
moons and radical changes in climates
these phases may produce. Life-sized
replicas are available for purchase online
for true believers at an introductory, one time
only, rate of 488 dollars plus shipping and
handling. 

These alien creatures often masquerade as
angels, hiding inside burning bushes or on
the edge of wild fires of indeterminate cause.
Are known to speak in tongues extinct since
the last days of the Tower of Babel and can only
be interpreted by psychics trained in the art
of ciphering unknown tongues.

Infra-red cameras capture their images as blurry
smears impossible to determine as true shapes or
finger smudges.  They appear as shining dots
on star charts often confused with super nova
stars or cosmic event residues, but at such great
distances, who could determine accurately which
they are?

Sun worshippers built temples that are still being
unearthed by scientists who cannot explain
how their civilizations worked, if in fact,
they appeared at all.

Their acolytes are legion to this day, said to be
recruited through brain wave effusions, interceptions,
where extracted thoughts are modified and thoughts
stifled to create the illusion of free will.

Like the gods of yore, they rule without mercy,
exacting vengeance for violations of strict codes
contained by unwritten laws.  Their history has
been written with invisible inks.  Hold the handmade
paper it was inscribed on up to the light and
the documents dissolve.


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