Tankman (draft/unfinished)

 

You are not like us, we are already old, 

it doesn't matter to us any more.

Tankman the wings splintered niches 

Are they in the room with us? 

now windows of fragile light

institutional voices skyfall now

the ones you throw inside 

any rational person will know 

ad hoc rules should not be imposed

pouring into the world, 

from the world 

at Fundan University 

& of the cancelled 

self-mutilation of disease: 

'I'm not a piece of shit, 

I'm a piece of society'

a private motive 

managerial techniques 

in the name of 

what hanging on means 

voices the ones you throw inside

a body surrendered

to Tankman’s unconscious bias 

garbage disposal patches, 

dysgenic trends unchecked

Eternal Hells & the best etiquette

For Faouzia El Wahabi (rough draft/unfinished)

They are playing a game. They are playing at not playing a game. If I show them I see they are, I shall break the rules and they will punish me. I must play their game, of not seeing I see the game. 

R.D. Laing

The Ideal looks down 

on Beckley Foundation  

flora in calyx light against rain 

decanted socially conscious

capital against the fen,

the people as the largest gravity fountain

in the world its annular nozzle

emerges as a ring, not a column

parterres to wild neuralink Holy Lady

outside what has been

inside bored hub to spoke & protocode

Kingdom come monopoly

& revelation a ‘tower’ was another way 

of naming heaven

done in the home  

that evil air may breath out

ritual engines of entheogenic 

stones or internal disorders of the head

cant get the beauty inside polyethylene

brainblood cored the volume

of no music. 

Every moment in business happens only once. 

Air fielding holier then the rift of poetry   

dim corollas the flow of rheum over time 

disappearing The Common Sense Group

group signed a letter to The Telegraph

to stars killing over-flying birds 

in Rachmaneqsue Major 

cultural Marxist dogmas cantilever

as light was coming in

to bleach everything again

the glass & venous valves

'I can hire one half of the poets to kill the other half'

the psychic light now urbanite

ether people of nowhere

compèred malicious brios underwriting 

themselves the outside stereoed

but this is not enough 

beauty inside obsidian breath 

cavity barriers bringing forth dead Child 

the seeing stones on Baby Rock

& Asset matting seagrass unlocks

Regeneration Hole TMO

in the MotherHead.

Neuropeptides most silent political voice

in battleship grey after secession,

exodus after orchards exit gates

gardenia-scented 100 flacons

heartbeat in the brain songs out of datasets

gentle euphoriants Helion & Oklo 

glass hearted zero to one 

there it hurts like the Arctic Circle

like sacred fire & I love to shut my eyes 

in the Civet rooms at the HQs 

of luxury brands with extra-thick doors 

preventing it from seeping out

words have no smell their souls 

aseptic in entrails Gilles le niais

below the hedonic zero 

minimising pain on the pedosphere

ambrettes smothering the voices

saved to go back to the start again,

the cruelty-free beach once mined lasts forever

& pain is what the person says hurts

Idioterne (script) Lars Von Trier (98')

 

The tension mounts, hits the roof

and falls to earth with a bang...

I'd like some prawns.

Prawns? I'm afraid...

- Are you alone?

- Yes.

- I'd like a salad then.

- With Parma ham? Parmesan cheese?

And then?

We have salmon... cheese.

It sounds lovely,

but I'm afraid I can't afford it.

Can we afford a mineral water?

Or shall we use the faucet?

- A mineral water.

- A mineral water. Certainly.

Your salad. Bon appetit.

Come along.

- No.

- Yes, come along.

No, no.

- Stoffer, pick that up!

- Klaus is coming.

Hi!

Hi, hi!

Stoffer, I don't think

they think it's funny.

There's nothing to be afraid of,

nothing is happening.

Nothing is happening.

- Hi, hi.

- Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Excuse me...

You must keep him under control.

- He won't do anything.

- I must consider the other diners.

Henrik, Henrik,

where are you going?

- Where are you going?

- Klaus is coming.

Let's sit down again

like the waiter wants.

Shut up!

- It's... it's his birthday.

- Happy Birthday, but it won't do.

Stoffer, come on, we're going home.

- No!

- Easy, now.

Stoffer, Stoffer, easy now.

Nothing's going to happen.

- Shut up.

- It's no good us being here, right?

Come on, Christoffer, we're going.

You and me?

Shall we go outside together?

- Would you?

- If he'd like to.

You'd be most welcome.

- Klaus is coming.

- Yes, he may be outside already.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye and thank you.

OK, Stoffer, let go now.

She's not coming any further.

Let's go now.

Stoffer, let go.

- It doesn't matter.

- Let go! The lady's not coming.

Stoffer, let go.

I've had enough.

I've had enough.

If you're going to be like this.

I don't think it's funny.

- Sorry, Susanne.

- Yes, sorry.

What the hell could we do?

That lunch would have cost a fortune.

- You do have the fare, don't you?

- Of course.

They're just...

Don't mind them.

Don't worry.

Karen was the last to join the group.

She was really nice.

It wasn't that.

Karen was really nice,

but she was also...

I think she'd have joined anything.

I don't know how she came

to the factory, but she did.

I don't know...

I don't know what she thought.

She was right when she said,

"You're poking fun."

Yes, we were poking fun.

Hi, Stoffer.

Hi.

Now we get out of the car again,

right?

Are you the person I talked to?

Welcome to the factory.

Oh, you've brought a wheelchair?

Don't leave her behind.

It may sound a bit... a bit dull.

But when you get to know it,

it's actually a fascinating product.

Hey, no, no!

You mustn't do that.

Watch this.

I'm going to stop the entire

production of Rockwool in Denmark.

- And it stops.

- No!

- No!

- Don't worry.

Hey, you! Come over here!

Don't be frightened.

Press the green button.

Do you see it? Come on!

It's fireproof, as you see.

Nothing's on fire.

Don't be frightened.

Nothing will happen. Wait for the bang.

Shall we have a soda?

Yeah...

Don't press that...

Just let it hang there.

Now, you've heard about

Rockwool and how it works.

Now, I'll ask you...

... which of these houses

is insulated with Rockwool?

Yes?

Come on up...

That was almost right.

Those who think this one is insulated

with Rockwool put your hands up.

Rather a lot...

I think I can hear your minibus.

I think they're leaving.

Don't get left behind.

There.

That's the best place, almost.

- Bye-bye.

- Bye.

That's the lot.

Give us a hand, Karen.

Who... is he driving?

Responsibility does them good.

No, not...

- Is that really a good idea?

- No harm done, he's doing fine.

Reverse, reverse!

Thanks for coming.

We have a driver

Who is a nutter

At our camp

At our camp

We have a driver

Who is a nutter

At our camp

Where we are...

What do you think?

I don't think it was very funny.

Why not?

You poke fun.

- They're the ones who poke fun.

- Stoffer, cool it.

Anders speaking.

Is that you, Karen?

Jeppe copped out right in the middle

and it pisses me off.

He didn't cop out.

- But you think so?

- He wasn't there.

It was written all over his face.

You should f***ing well play along.

Leave him alone.

Did you think I was bad too?

I wasn't watching anybody.

I was trying to feel it for myself.

Surely that's allowed?

I can't say whether

you were good or bad.

What are you writing?

That I was good or bad or...?

I write that you were...

Bad.

You can sleep here if you want.

There's enough room.

I'm not going to sleep here.

I'd just like to sit a while.

I thought Jeppe was good.

- Where the hell was Jeppe good?

- He was good by the machine.