illogic
occupy?
occupy?
I’ll give you occupy.
premise one:
nothing was here ‘cept the birds and some trees. Kia ora!
premise two:
some waka arrived from far distant seas. Kia ora!
conclusion:
this land became our land without any fees. Kia ora!
occupy?
occupy?
we’ll give you occupy.
promise one:
we came here later with our potent big guns
promise two:
we stayed here longer as we came in our tons
conclusion:
this land ‘became’ our land
SOwe are the ones who say occupy
we’ll give you occupyoccupy!occupy!we’ll yell occupy
we’ll sell you occupywe’ll tell you we occupy &we’llshit on you still. [Oh yeah?]
[He manatu: mohio katoa te kupu o ahikāroa?]
your poetry ain’t mine
eschewing your ignorant spiel
I
cond
e s
c
e
n
d
to
defibrillate your
poetry
into analienother,
v a r o o o o o o m I n g
life-formngā mōteatea tika
ngā mōteatea tika Tuen Mun Foreign Language
a mad madrigal:
paper flowers curl in
the vestibule,robotic marking
clockwork drills,
the thin ‘aircon’
susurrus:
staff
skinned
in opera masks;
the doomed dancers
swirl
in this
d e m e n t e d
dervish,
over
spilled ^ from
another
crumbling distant
panopticon,
Albion
oh so
aliento
these other
h r g i i s
h e
prisons
tel
cas lated
around
O
our pedant
cells
