50 kph skittering up the Bugaboo Creek road
washboarded-out Porcupine protectors
A-lister asshole alliteration all about
chicken wire and rubber tires
Hound's Tooth gleams in the clear blue sky
philosopher, friend, and guide
the impulse to throb
to beat and repeat rhythmic
mental-nomic regal-air a pause
or a choice balanced
Pulsative in potential
unopened shall be released
a cog a gear a strident spear
as the wild stabs of precious alchemy
as if a flea chooses to be puce
the shackles of addiction are a fine excuse
might break your neck to shake them loose
and we recommend you drink lots of juice
stay hydrated and keep fit
the goal after all is not to quit
but to live and run about
get more time in before you're out
a chook the size of an emu fair
gliding in the summer air
how dare an emu loft above
a pigeon or a mourning dove?
the cassowary thinks below
howls at the emu what he know
"Stay on the land, you're a dinosaur!"
Fat chicken lands before
tasting the rage behind the roar
wish a fell on the great alchemists
a salad bowl of sorts
collect all tears and despairing sighs
we'd fill up our passport
travel visas to their high mounts
see the lost and lonesome tower tombs
O gilded skeletons in laboratories in the skies
transmutation begins in wombs
Mirror mirror smash to shards
slash our face to match our heart
proceed to visit the abbatoir
leave these huge arms to a butcher's dogs
squirm to a nearby trash compactor crush us nice and small
this would be a handy medical solution for our insurmountable wall
Saturday, January 8, 2022
Gatos del Rio
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