(for Ryan, not a fan of the Teletubbies)
I
Isn't it apt
that as the millennium
winds its breaththat we would find
such appeal
in four candy apostlesand all their babble
is message enough
for child-like tongues ?II
But these are no prophets,
though they too listen
for a somewhere Voice
to unload a vision off their chests.For they offer not tidings
from a God of Great Things
but a merchandising i-deal,
which we follow, like lemmings,to Laa-Laa Land.
Published in I Watch the Stars Go Out (1999)