{"id":12843,"date":"2021-12-10T15:03:33","date_gmt":"2021-12-10T15:03:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cassandravoices.com\/?p=12843"},"modified":"2021-12-10T15:03:33","modified_gmt":"2021-12-10T15:03:33","slug":"three-dystopian-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/2021\/12\/10\/three-dystopian-poems\/","title":{"rendered":"Three Dystopian Poems"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Somatotropism<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p>My lungs were out of helium, so I wandered out of my anti-memory cell to buy some freedom vouchers. The land, its never-satisfied lips&#8230; I remembered every man was his dog (and a mad Englishman.) I remembered being a bumblebee in milk. Agony and honeysuckle. Was I vaccinated against imprisonment? Was I immune to the moon?<\/p>\n<p>A man was carrying his presence towards me. His haemoglobin eyes&#8230; We prayed unto unentanglement. We sang, \u201cDon&#8217;t wasteland me! Teach me how to live inside the waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The guardians of sociability descended on us from a Times New Roman cloud. We pleaded guilty to togetherness. They later indemnified us for the loss of our identities.<\/p>\n<p>This smell of undocumented thoughts, the South of my drowning voice\u2026 Sing the restricted body, whisper to an unrestricted mind. We always have a choice between not dying and not living.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Disaster<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>As I was leaving the museum of names, I noticed that I had lost my number tag. Now I can\u2019t sip taxes or sculpt coins. I have to play a cross-check game with the Department of Streamlined Health that likes eschatology, September snowflakes, and the Nebraska samurai. Not necessarily in this order.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s no return to what has abandoned you. I\u2019ve learned from a birch how to jive. My cat has taught me some Descartes. Can I solve the mystery of \u201cme\u201d in the garden of sculptures? If I get there, how am I supposed to pose?<\/p>\n<p>Opinion drones are out to get me. I have to hide now; I may join a non-prophet organisation and appear, disguised, in their grotto photos. I\u2019ll need to know my nameless, numberless self the way a camel knows the geometry of the desert.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Body and Mind<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A railway station, splinter-European.\u00a0The sky in black and white.\u00a0The lounge lit with\u00a0blue Plexiglas eyes. A preacher of health peeps in through every window. \u201cWe can all be safe,\u201d his parrot parlours. On the neighbouring bench,\u00a0somebody has his hose amputated.\u00a0His showerhead bleeds incongruous truths.<\/p>\n<p>A woman\u00a0takes a back seat inside my eyes. \u201cMy name is Deci-belle,\u201d she addresses the pigeons behind my back.\u00a0\u201cSorry about the dehosement; you weren&#8217;t supposed to be in such proximity. I am just a denouncer; this was nothing of my doting.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The clock blinks 66.31. The absence of train arrives \u2013 its own stationmaster, a hyperbola shading in its innards. A tannoy splashes the brain symphony. The preacher swallows his badge saying \u201cYour body, our choice,\u201d and begins\u00a0lizarding between ministerial decrees towards radio clarity.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Image: (c) Daniele Idini<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Somatotropism My lungs were out of helium, so I wandered out of my anti-memory cell to buy some freedom vouchers. The land, its never-satisfied lips&#8230; I remembered every man was his dog (and a mad Englishman.) I remembered being a bumblebee in milk. Agony and honeysuckle. Was I vaccinated against imprisonment? Was I immune to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":287,"featured_media":12972,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[497,1449,2760,7324,7341,8519,9398,9401],"class_list":["post-12843","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","tag-anatoly-kudryavitsky","tag-cassandra-voices-poetry","tag-dystopian","tag-poems","tag-poetry","tag-somatotropism","tag-three","tag-three-dystopian-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12843","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/287"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12843"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12843\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12843"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12843"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12843"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}