WHEAT SHEET

Sarah Christie shares
the fruits of research

Professor Lemon says
ten times more data flows
from hand to brain
than heads from skull to fist
how do we feel about that?

from Thomas Couture
a picture of ill-health
Harlequin wails at the wall
Pierrot lies ill in bed
the good doctor
blinded by science
absently takes his pulse
the charlady stoops
but not to concur
as he stares blankly at the empties
ignoring the lobster

Sarah's doctors slow down sight
drawing conclusions from palpable pappules
feeling their way to ceramic sensibilities
in a bag of darkness
being patiently observant
being patiently

Jag Minhas journeyed
all the way from astrophysics
offering black-boxed visions
of the squared smile

force-fed
with the inane rictuses of celebrities
his neural networks
aggregate our grins
charting happy space
a building being
as Corbusier didn't say
a machine for laughing in

bowing to beams
the wit chief presides

red box tick box
touchy issues
leaded windows
loaded wonders
retail beach head
resting bitch face
valence & arousal
the tenderness of robots

taking the family out
on a driverless drive
is that my Mum in a Packard?
and is she pleased to see me?

how your big smiley face
can get stuffed
at a big mac kiosk
with no side order of shame

meanwhile the motion detector
shows Dad sloping off
destination clocked
by a potion detector

the tickbird has heard enough
there sits the rhino in the room
ignoring the lobster.