House of Paine

twin ahabs

whoz who here 

bin laden or bush

which is whale which the mad skipper ?


  the two ahabs 

  binny ‘n george

thats how my old associate 
 and three time emmy awrad winner 
  
“ meat me ‘ macintosh 
  seez it

here’s  his 
“ notes towards  
              a  meditation on revenge 
                               in a new cosmic  age
                                                            of  
                                                              dark energy ”





     bin laden like old captain
 ahad
must be an emblamatic
  thinker

ofcourse he must
all
 robust  adherents to
 the
“ one  shrewd blow ”school
    have got to be
 emblem players
 their 
very reason d’être
  requires  it
 
 take out those 
towers
 and  the cap world
christ king 
will be x king
    
we know and loath
   Kaptain Amerikkka
take his towers down 
and sound his 
   doom
  

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on the other hand 
   
 bin laden’s  case
 is  not a   simple minded
  matter.

  again like the whaler’s  captain
 this guys pumped 

thats plasma
 he’s breathing there      

who could deny   
after the briefest
encounter with his tale
  the blasted marvel
  the darkly sublime force
 of his purpose

the promethean
 splendor

 the audacity
 of his mission

tell me
you can’t see
how 
this horrific
 black and white
          blood feud 
  couldn’t sway 
   the longing  soul of
                 many a rootless drifting
                            euro-tarnished  arab boy

   

  god knows
t we all have thirsts...

and here are
   sharp
 silhouettes
  black shadows
        bloody shards
                merciless  flames

  can’t ya 
  get into
 the key moment 

talk about being at the plate
in the bottom of the nineth 

all comes togetherhere

  as in the minds day dream
     one’s own  arm 
                 is poised 
            to fling the fatal barb 

or a bit earlier 
when all seems possible 
  blowing along  
together 
 racing ahead
at a steep tilt

the wind behind the neck 
 
all  onward
 nothing held back

 
 who has not 
          wished to be
                         in flight
                        with 
                               avenging  angels 
 
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 just
  to escape
 those cramped 
all too bounded cells 

  those  lesser 
chambers of the mind

  those rooms
 that balance 
 check books
and say yes madam
right away madam
with only a  bite of the lip  

 
no 
 bin laden 
brakes out of
 the doldrums
 and 
  charges straight at  the whirlwind

  follow  bin
 and you leave
 finer distinctions 
   behind   
  
embark 

   say so long  
   to those too  gradually
sloping homelands 
 
say so long 
to  the hearts 
 moral terrain


leave it all
 far far behind
 
leave them only
a moments sloshing track 
leave only 
the creamy foam 
of your wake 
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 the rest of us
 running our heads
 on the 
farts of  job life 


   running our souls
 back and forth
   some how 
against the  grain 
either way

   racing around the figure eight 
   stopping at 
  the tollgates

 a  market contrived world
 
 this bog 
this crevice
 this  freakless thingdom
 we dwell in

 we end up inside out
just trying 
 to survive this fragged 
  life 

we boys 
we civil boys 

we build  
 a boom box
 in our head
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 lets admit  such
a  human   existence 

can  seem 
 dismally small
 a pointless tail chasing
   
no quest only a fetch 

  this is their world too
 they come from the westerized few 

  so they have launched out
 
  and yet
 on the other hand
 even
  the deepest
 most enraptured
  of his people

 no matter how
they
 put the volume up
 in their heads
after 9/11

they got to know
really 
  know
  by now
 
even this blazing
 feat
  this unrepeatible
   warning
      note of 
of the one true god 

even this greatest of acts 

if forced to stand
by its literal self 

 remains but  a gesture
  to the infidels

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 even the lowliest
 corporate flack could prove
  uncle sam
 took
   these revved up urban- Bedouins
   best shot
 and kept on truckin’
 
no 
 the 9/11  hits 


barely 
 stopped 
 the  corporate worlds
 revolutions

what was it in the dark heart of profit 
 maybe  two fat seconds 

over 


 
 all
 too quickly
  the flow restiffened

all
 too quickly

 the profit
express
was off again 
 screaming 
toward damnation
 on a   20 /1  multiple
  
 just two fat seconds
 was all the respite
 earned 
  
just long
enough  time
to  stop chewing
 a moment
 as each tower in its turn fell 
in on itself
  
two  sudden moments
torn from 
  americas breakfast  

ok
     ok

maybe sisters
weeped 

yes  there was a little more
maybe

 they  slowed
  the big show down
  just  a bit
  for a few flickering days 

 time enough  to sob 
and recount the inventory

 but 
come on
all too soon
  the flow was back up
  as vilely  fast
  as ever

  no  a mind 
capable of seeing emblems 
 capable of believing
 in emblems 
is a necessary 
 blessing of terrorists

  a  literal mind 
  a starbuck or flask mind 

 would say
whats the diff here mr laden

   twin towers gone 

 i’ll give it to you
  it’s a
   great headline grabber
   an unquenchable moment
 for you folks
 
  a moment
to be savored
   for all time 
    but come on fella
that was 
 hardly 
 the  whole WALL ST leviathan 
 your boys
brought
  crashing down 
   there

 it was
just a pair of 
Rock-brother follies 

 and heres the kicker
 you did it 
at a time
 when
  demand for
  down town

 TOWER SPACE
 WAS SLACKENING ANYWAY

 so it was really
good news
 for landlords
    zionist landlords 

  in fact
  oh great one

  you and your dead end kids
could take out
 all of wall street itself
  with a plutonium stinker
 and you
  would only 
 cause
  a blip really

   in the grand scheme 
of things

   looking at bottom lines 

  comparing
 where we end up

with or without
  your dazzling interventions
  
  I guarantee 
 you could
 blow away the entire island
  of Manhattan
 lock stock and barrel 

  and best case 
you produce 
 
 a three month
 gyration

 soon enough it would be
back to biz as usual  

 americaps quarter decks

(    probably
   operating
 outta tinsel town
 imagine  that 
   “ from the guys
 who brought you
 gone with the wind
 and birth of a nation 
 it’s
the new
 better then ever 
  now gloriously
 sunshine dappled and   stripped 
great american 
  profit patch

welcome to 
the financial
 wonder of the world 

  welcome to
  the corner of  
     hollywall 
       and vine    ” )






  that is  unless the caps  have 
a few too many 
ahabs of their own
 and blow off the global roof
 trying to even up 

 but here ‘s
  probably a good point
   
corporate suites
 dont belong to  no  ahabs
they’re all -------’s 
  and pelegs up there
 pure  profit quakers


  they’d better be
or 
       the other skippers
 will have their
   corner offices away from them
faster then
  
enter follows brake 


 to Ahab  bin laden
   his acts may in deed 
remain    gestures
   
but to his ilk 
  they are
  much much bigger
 then  
 their cash surrender value  
  
they 
 overflow with tidings of victory 


 to mr ladin
  manhattan was 
the  gaping mouth of evil 
  and those twin towers
 at the very  center  of 
uncle hegemons  filthy gape
 
        THE BIG BUCK TEETH
  OF AMERICA THE  PROFITABLE
 
  WITH TWO SUDDEN AND  SAVAGE BLOWS
 BOTH THOSE DAMNED TEETH
 WERE  STRUCK OUT

    and for a silver moment 
yankee Sams 
wrenching half nelson
 on the limbs of the faithful
 was loosened 

a silver moment 
foretasted freedom 
 the end
  of Mammons reign
  
  busted
for a flash 
 the  bite of profit
 

  the end has begun
praise be to ALLAH


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  THEN AGAIN THERES ANOTHER AHAB HERE
 our prez

   a new type of ahab
  unlike bin laden
  our george is an
 ahab for the information age’s
  slippage 

  just like binny 
 george is 
a  godheads agent  too

but his god 
  pays on  plastic 
 in this world

not  the next
 

in fact
the proof 
of the job’s worth
  
  is the payout 
  right after

   green lights on boys lets roll

 the pipe
dreams are OURS 

thanx laden 

we didn’t have to invent ya 

our Ahab will be happy with any 
peg leg 

you watch 
what goes up 
where
the Rock Pack ‘s 
   twin peaks  fell

 does the word 
gimcrack
 mean anything to ya 
any more moe ?


  to be continued