March 4, 2021
There’s a rotten socket inside my hull the hours never break
Listen as every cell pressurizes
Fluffed kernel of a torso giving births
To the hole that holds such warmth I’ve tied my paws
Spittle cascades, split ends of stamen moaning
The forest bends around honking birds
Beasts alphabetizing their antlers
Like moons cut in the door
The chatter of trees shapes the vine
Beneath which I masticate my suit
Sinking all sails,
February 27, 2021
Gangster Communist Computer God
A terror to the Gangster Communist Computer God.
Free from its pederasty and Frankenstein Controls.
All the peoples of the world will cry out in unison,
“NO! We shall not tolerate such blasphemy!
DEATH! DEATH! DEATH!”
and I will become the hanged man.
I am reminded of a portion of Mao’s speech at the Lushan Conference:
“If you have to shit,
February 24, 2021
With the horses stabled out at Wildwood Farms, we high-tailed it out to Germantown for a cold beer, held firmly between our legs, as we drove down the highway on the way to play polo. When all the girls in your school are named Chelsea, what else can you do? Run away or join them? Wear diapers, study sonnets? Come on now; chew spearmint gum,
February 16, 2021
The Social Dilemma.
Undo my anxious anything
Whisper in my ghost, be still
Be grateful for
/ A universe //
A time which wills
To pool and swill
Into the crevices of consciousness…
I was feeling constricted –
I began to feel maligned –
To sink addicted
Into sands of cybergrime –