all the control panels lit up
it said made from April 1993
slag early slant angel sunshine
trial harvest fair early machine wares
get it to the station fix it pull it first
lead the wayward into this future
not the future...
A Former Calaveras County Frog roadside attraction
it had mechanical brains
jumping loop egg shell
coin-operated time machines
an elm leg kept horse nearby
the dispensary lights worked,
given the amount of play
it smelled of sawdust bar top shuffleboard bowling
stale beer worn carpet cigarettes and heavy hope perfume...
I just pretend to stare at the television =
early religious fanatic frequent copulat-or
good rating texas in the spring is fine
to visit until fire and bullets
take over the babies with bibles
and the law of a land is seeded
those years with the language of terror =
domestic incineration belief(s) as a new religion...
david koresh theft-ed into audience familiarity
by way of event managers and cleaners of problem frames
in the spliced old days of holy man on hills finally speaking
"...the internet is coming the internet is coming..."
charisma alone is a minor player
these days of faux folly fear slippery narratives...
boom and bust cycle drift net hunger for historically
important reasons class warfare is holy rectification(s)...
shipping logistics for micro bead robots
that give humans orgasms when they're thinking
about starting a revolution is a top of the charts list...
eat while you can I suppose
the story goes...the american way
is paved roads and passing
the buck to the future souls...
so I'm mostly steam-punk-fantasy-noir
I want to decanter poems
get drunk on them myself
love it when you do too
but don't care if you do, do
steal over cobblestone
gallop trot prance
in sturdy leaps
to places forbidding
me to lick with words
you see I want to smell into
the clutch snort toggle whinnying
your eyes have left me with...
of nostrils and lungs
daring, demanding run
shadow and velvet reach
edge knife embrace woods...
we went along the banks
moved mostly at night
in the affordable foods
she said that's why I should fast
listeners too, bio-metric thought
and corollaries are
in the soft drinks
store your piss or
go right to local brew
or 80 proof and above
I thought you wanted
a normal conversation
outside the boundaries...
you may have had cum
or a sneeze stain
on your laptop display
please forgive me that
I finally hoped out loud
for you to clean it off
I kept misreading
things appearing there