beware the enemy who can
**** your national anthem
it was a mob scene at the microphone
**** him **** him they laughed
nobody wanted to miss the show
a perfect blend of pandemonium and bliss
sound bites took their ears off
but how else can one enter the future
with enough for gas money
a basket of Chinese takeout
and a cigar for the road
I wasn't free as a kid either
trying to live happy with an unhappy soul
we're going to be a brave scout
aren't we my little muffin
the place was crawling with dilettantes
**** pederasts and machine politicians
parents now hunkered down and on the run
from the children bounty hunters
this is the era of retribution
officer Claudia held her gun on him
I need as a minimum a fat 8 inches
can we do business she murmured
OK I'll take achoo as meaning yes
wishing only to stay true to my vow
keep a poker face no matter what
certainly I know right from wrong officer
having tested them both thoroughly
under laboratory conditions of course
on the normal frequencies
it seemed to do the trick
bought me another half minute
in the midnight  arcade of illusions
where it's all a trick of light because
light is the judgement of proof
all is rumored is a good disclaimer
when faced with the prospect of
another night of sinister symbols
broadcast across my glued shut eyes
in a Japanese ******* tourist accident
I'd like to make a withdrawal
from my camera account now
so life is an insane riddle then
watching the steam pipes blow
watching the manhole covers blow
so if right and left marry
will their kids have two heads

From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon