Fragmentation Father on Your Holy Trinity Day

father thou art some unholy trinity
churches flashpoint-proof glass
churches of the giant
crater stuffed with tools of quantum
love,  dioxins, radioactive gardens
blossoming for generations not even
imagined by digital demigods


evolutionary blues now
singed spermatozoa
denigrated by industrial magnitude
holy body temple encased by
genetically altered bio-plasma
daily bread of media mush
calories flecked with onomatopoeic
organic compounds


the womb of handmaids
to universal greed, she flies
in 787 belly now, hedge-fund
hussy, the Ivy League like laurels
from empire, she incubates more children
screen-ready, hyper-terabytes of
glory for Consumopithecus Anthropocene
she is now titanium monster, reinforced
by uranium, depleted, replete with
concussive penetration


the drum circle is tap-tap-tap
the scroll of daily imbeciles offering
million-dollar smiles, deadened jokes
a scrawled world they give us, some elite
force of Christo-Judea fascism
talking out both sides of mouths
as they Tweet daily tickertape blips
they talk a language of zeroes and ones
turbo blended by marketers, misfits
who dance on the graves of children
yet to be the twinkle in the eyes
of great-great-great grandchildren
Retailopithecus Erectus


the land is a joined binding contract
tower of Babel patents, a Mecca of carnivore
message eaters, extrapolators
madmen and manwomen hunting for clues
some distance pre-crime about to unfold
in the fractured eggs of supplicants, the wheeling
dervish sperm of the genetically altered
appetites force fed in the daily bread
flaunted by he-women, she-men
we are joined asexual, the poetry
like mutant seeds are their packaging


real  fathers holding tight the collapsed bricks
daughters soldering the toys of titans of industry
flaccid boys shoveling the hydrocarbon muck
of more titans of the red-hot hydrocarbon palaces
stitching billionaires’ swooshes, the Nike emptiness
of $3 a day, $90 a month, one hundred hours clocked
so delineated fathers – Just Do It
floundering third world assemblers, wrappers, ratcheters
galvanizing the junk for a new species, Father of the Holy
trinity – casino disaster capitalism
sacrifice zones of EEZ
exclusive economic zones suffocating seas
trinity father of fascism, reefs turned ferrous
as trinity holy father dances one more time


father of screen, lock-step surveillance, downloaded
death,  trinity of father- son, daughter-mother, mutant
gleeful now, a marketer’s dream, nine-point-six
billion of us by 2050, flotsam of the fools
holy trinity father-daughter, mother-mutant, son
of a bitch, the fires race through villages
napalm of a new epoch, dreamed up during
undergraduate business school, the league of Ivy
cogitating the new EEZ, zone of repose, trinity’s
father’s day, the mother fully loaded, sending fear
through billions who wait for another cloud of Bhopal
who wait for twisted limbs of mercury madness
children babbling, sent to earth to Code new languages


father of mother, son of daughter

Paul Haeder's been a teacher, social worker, newspaperman, environmental activist, and marginalized muckraker, union organizer. Paul's book, Reimagining Sanity: Voices Beyond the Echo Chamber (2016), looks at 10 years (now going on 17 years) of his writing at Dissident Voice. Read his musings at LA Progressive. Read (purchase) his short story collection, Wide Open Eyes: Surfacing from Vietnam now out, published by Cirque Journal. Here's his Amazon page with more published work Amazon. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.