Psychophobia

Hospitallers keep calling me from the eleventh century
They want to know if I’ve finished with their Maltese cross –
‘Yes, lads’, I tell them, but they go on about beatitudes
And the idylls of knightly Jerusalem

Meanwhile corporate chevaliers trace profit margins
From gamma-ray bursts - type ‘relationship selling’
Into a clone-engine and reap the proposition of
Segmented markets, the fear of buttons, value migration

Nothing to show for my C-shock efforts, a fumerole in synch
With this banjaxed saddlebag, more texts from the Kaiser arrive
In gene-splice pastries, utopian cleanliness fished from
The callisthenic sink to empower the strategists of my yod

Who benefits from this wistful sabbing? Net loss uppers for
PC adrenaline doing a sly ghoster, going weasel for the spender
How polyphobic are you feeling this evening? Three waves of lime
For your corbelled Jacob, or would sclerotic shanks best beat your eyeful?

Press for success, unload your stress tools and carve me a skin solution
Master goal setting my goal setting Master, my go-getting waster
Is chiefly responsible for all win-win negotiations with misosophy,
And look! Darling Plato sent us a wicked set of recursive holons

Bless Escher for his stubby Mu, have you stopped beating your wife?
When Bertalanffy launched the SS System down the slipway of feedback
Did he expect the laminar flow of TV aether? Flow is volume per time
Where spin positions annihilate each other, leaving momentum alone

Happy, beginingless, foggy mind, warlike, unchartable whooping mind
Mind of the first red gasp for life, mind of basslines and spanking
Mind of insect, mind of newt, mind-storm avalanching texture
Label-mind sets free our sisters’ bright dream of autopsies and autopoiesis

Kh
6.7.06

Image: photo of Buddhist monk being wired to brain activity monitors, from the website of Yongey Mingyur Dorje Rinpoche http://www.mingyur.org/index.html