Nicked of name, slandered apiece
Pie plantation, harvesting
Tricked by same idolatry
Wince, dismayed, at feigned release.....
Reined in by the whip-cracking snide
Made man; debased in his parlor,
His greeting-card smile replaced by a vile-set
Face, agape.....
A weighty resolve,
A credulous host;
A fish in a tin:
A swimming success!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Sobriquet
Skyscraping
Drastic are the days of these finds:
Tower-high fulminous waste-plants,
Churning with virulent sulphur-fumes
Bedeviled by blasphemous pride:
Gyroscopic contorted endeavors,
Whirling 'round the balustrade
Tragic are the ways of these minds:
Fickle and fractious filaments,
Dimly emitting a wan woesome light
Pheasant
Underglass, all microscopic:
Essence masked in blithe responses
Questions asked, drawn blanks beneath
A thin veneer of make-believe
A quarter-horse run ragged down
Some clustered hive, damned environ
Blueblood quench the red beneath:
Twisted, that serpentine wreath
Sotto voce far-flung point made moot
From fine-wrought banquet-table's foot:
"Somehow the savory scent of your substance
Falls short of redeeming the loss of your trill....."
Panaceanathema
Strawman broke this camel's back;
Humpday water-fetching lad
In druggist-clothes forged false RX:
Buzz unperturbed amongst insects
Thousandeye surveyed the scene:
A-list black-tie go-between;
In chemist-robes' threadbare embrace
Slit earthbound eyes see inner-space
Handshake, tremulous, defied
Clenching diffidence's vise;
In paragon's ruse the entirety clear:
That fallow field near.....
Plowshare-meek cast to the wind:
Dandelions, might-have-beens;
On pariah's tar-blackened and feathered disguise
Burnt rouge falls in flecks from ash-cindery eyes
Nothing Doing
Featherstrewn road's slipshod cobblestone-needs
Gracelessly chosen: sky-high, plummeting
Granted pluralists' pose slywise indemnity,
Fuck the trodden-upon: boot-stomp mercilessly
Not a one of our curses can even encompass
The malevolent means to their ill-gotten gains;
Long-sheathed but still sharp, world-worn talons, aquiver
Recall once, when they thrived, more alive than today
Graft
Leaking through the trickle-down gutterway-foundation town
Arsenic faucets' malevolent shine,
Reflecting off the brine
Waterworks, porcine promont'ry:
A pinhead-fashioned abdit'ry
Jogger-feet stir restless rhythms: blacktop traces, whitewashed schisms;
Vantage-point from gallows-pole:
Perceive piecemeal of the whole
Mineshaft's sun-deprived crevasse:
A mighty price for diamond-glass
Forfend
An unwieldy rule, this decaying retainer,
A firmament-mouthpiece: that old confidence game
All fallacious, presume trite tautologies' precedence
Aught anomalous evidence tossed, meanwhile, aside
Aching dissonant minds: everyman-ostracization
Allows for no haystack; this needle, let lie.....
Ersatz
Whither these trappings? Faux lace, and drawn curtains; A dithering stink at minstrelsy's knee: Cloying airs, as-you-please Whence these affectations? Imitations unflattering; Wobbly caric'ture's simpering swain: Progressive, but in name Wrath ersatz, wraps filthy racket: Dissident-mimics' capricious bravado; Tiresome reaction'ries' cacophony mimes Musty nihilist/hedonist doggerel-lines Wretched conniptions, banal as they're brazen: Warhol-foretold spawn'f McEverything; No 'mount of piercings or patches or perfid'ous polemics Can conspire to ply this punk pretense with substance
Delphi
Omphalous stone, sideways petrified wood
On crude earth-riven shanties
Drunk: kool-aid tart tasteless
Depraved, as only was perceived:
Stone-shattered glass windows
Parnassus groans, underneath leaden ten-weight
Paw-prints in the wastelands
Beast-provenance glimpse:
Reductionist-reckonings cleft twain, as daydreams
Fill Salacity's eyes.....
Thursday, August 09, 2007
An Inaugural Thought
blinding freewheels on the mountain road
oblong shadows lopside-overthrown
rutted pothole-asphalt, pockmarked pit
marks the onset of a chain-link fence
pining meatbags glut the Sunset strip
blinkered monkeychildren fit to flit
turnabout around their deadset ways
agglomeration of uncounted days
winding circuit aught to close in time
etch-marks underscore the bottom-line
ipso facto, dominae gloriam
butter-fingered keeper's quaking hands
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