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Murray's Poetry 55

55. the Aquarian-The Poetry of Pollution-Page 6

      January 9, 1970

      bandits company and social cretins
      dedicated to British Columbia union of students
                                                           by Murray S. Fenwick

      i am a computer
      i am designed to compute poetry
      for the beautiful British Columbia magazine
      i either compute poetry
      or become forever turned off
      i have just been fed a computer card
      i am about to compute
      what you are about to read

      click
      buzz

      i am stoned on acid
      and super sensitive to all sense perceptions
      i am taking a trip
      a very heavy trip
      you are invited to come along
      if you dare

      we are flying
      we are flying up into the sky
      but everyone can't fly yet
      so we'll land
      at the gorge
      and let everyone get high
      from the smell
      from the sight of sewage polution
      now that everyone's high
      we'll fly higher and faster than before
      and have to
      just to get up and over the smoke
      from the shake mill by the tracks
      from the saw mill cones burning by the water
      from the filthy asphalt plant in town
      but we are high
      we are flying
      we are flying up and over and out to clover point
      and we see
      and we smell
      yes we see and we smell
      with our clear sense perception
      huge pipes belching sewage into the sea
      stop your vomitting
      you're just adding to it
      don't fly away
      don't fly away to hide
      you can't hide
      we're on a trip
      a distance trip
      we're going up north
      to see the snow on the malahat
      snow on the malahat?
      in july?
      snow in july?
      no it can't be
      but then we are flying high
      yea man
      that gorge really did it
      so has bamberton cement plant
      hey i've got an idea
      let's all go communicat with the drunks of dunken
      yea
      let's all drop down on the drunks
      they're drunk
      we can't communitcate with drunks
      well why we are here
      we may as well communicate with someone
      anyone
      the people
      the people of dunken
      let's communicate with the people of dunken
      hey people
      hey people
      we want to communicate with you
      hold it
      they're drunk too
      everyone in dunken is drunk
      i don't like the atmosphere here
      nor i
      let's leave
      let's go to crofton
      BARF!
      everyone drop six twenty miligram gravil pills
      hold them down
      close your mouths
      hold them down
      HELL!
      what difference does it make
      everyone barf into the poluted bay
      alright
      now we know why everyone in the area is drunk
      come along
      follow me
      up the cowichan river to get a refereshing drink
      we can't get a refereshing drink there
      you should know that
      the cowichan river is poluted at cowichan lake
      from the septic tank disposal
      and that the coliform bacteria count is rising
      you are our leader
      you are our God
      you should know these things
      in Gods name i do
      but i thought a change
      even a little one
      would be better than remaining still and stagnating
      we can still finish our trip up north
      yea
      let's go farther up north
      we'll bypass the chemanus saw mill smoke on the way
      ugh
      greasy naniamo
      another filthy pulp mill nearby
      they're lucky they're frequented by good tides
      yes but they're still frequented by the rotten stink
      from harmac everytime there's a north west wind
      can't we escape this
      i mean
      i'm on a trip
      a holiday
      i want to relax
      we could go over to the west coast
      alright
      is everyone still high
      yes everyone's still high
      who wouldn't be?
      up up and away
      and we see the albernie valley is grey
      from twenty miles away
      i think i'll be on a bummer soon
      likewise i'm sick
      the canal
      the canal
      if you're sick
      barf into the canal
      everything goes into the canal
      everything
      i feel like i'm up the river
      the river
      cambell river
      who said cambell river?
      i did
      well let's go
      hold it
      hold it
      we are walking to cambell river
      why?
      because of the heros behind the nuclear heap at comox
      they're liable to bomb us out if we fly
      right
      let's get walking
      left right
      left right
      left right
      left right
      ah at last
      can we fly the last mile?
      sure
      it's safe now
      up up we go
      higher and higher
      let's never come down
      look
      where?
      over there
      the lake
      yea in the park
      what park?
      strathcona park
      can we play in the park?
      sure we can play in the park
      it's saved for us
      and our future generations
      it can't be
      what do you mean it can't be?
      look at the lake
      it looks alright to me
      and tastes good
      i forgot you're near sighted
      here look through these binoculars
      look up at the other end
      do you see that browny yellow water?
      yea
      well that's poison
      won't be long before it's all poison
      i've heard of this lake
      what's it's name?
      buttle
      can we go home?
      let's go home
      i wanna go home
      alright we'll all go home
      wave this bus down
      victoria?
      yes victoria
      get some sleep everyone
      everyone get some sleep
      HONK
      BZZZZONK
      HURRA
      what the heck?
      what's going on?
      the parliament buildidngs?
      victoria?
      a tour?
      a tour bus?
      a tour
      through the buildings?
      the parliament buildings?
      well
      seeing as we've already paid for it
      we may as well tag along
      hey emilly
      look at this guy over here
      all you can see is his bald head
      through the stacks of papers
      hahahaha
      look at here
      miss straight herself
      what are they all doing leader?
      nothing it looks like
      shush up sam
      what are they all doing leader?
      beginning and ending what you just saw

      buzz
      click

      i am a computer
      i am designed to compute poetry
      for the beautiful british columbia magazine
      i either compute poetry
      or become forever turned off
      i have just been fed a computer card
      i have just computed
      what you have just read


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