a french pope and an irish pope
i see coming to
give testimony over Europe
and if i don't see it
then i see no revival and i see no Europe
and all is dark in thought
and dark in deed
and darkest before sloth
and ambitions of ****** and Napoleon
and fertile grounds for flesh
and soul before the ask to know
Ukraine and the broadly speaking
the confines of Europe
and in my civilized cages
i asked for a wrestling match up
and i learned that the world
revolve around England
and that the world didn't revolve
within England
and that England laugh
Englaugh
was like any other place
so small and tiny and insignificant
like the Pope in the Vatican
and the Vatican within the confines
of the confiscated Rome from the Papal States..
and such a little me: medicated:
leaving an impression
on the English speaking world?!
you yoyo or you not you or something?
i've been given a task
to question how fat her fingers
are
and how fat her face it
but her fingers aren't fat
and her face isn't
but the rest of her body is just ripe
i mean:
monopausal and all
shivers
i wonder is that all
but no there is more to come...
and i think in the shadow of a United States
and a Federalist Russia:
i do believe in the existence of
the Federalist America
the F.S.A.
which is not deepstate
it's obvious-state
the federal states of america
implores the Empire to not mind
the schizophrenias of New York
and Iowa....

              the world is bigger
but the room you're sleeping in
looks like a tonne of the universe
in a "count" of a second
or that grain of trickle:
via water, entering the realm of sand:

the little of Poland
since the little people of England
had to entertain the world
clique.. and clamour and all
the jazz unfathomable...
and all that ugly of communism under
the soviets
and all the Weimar glamour under
the Nazis... pink pink a pink a doodle do...
oh how the elephant in the room took
to sneeze
abrupted with squeems and screams....
because the mice nibbled on rat-ear and liver
and all the Garfunkel of the Underground
would not be located
via New York exemplar...
but at least in my country
we say: years of peace and prosperity
all they can say in Pakistan
of Pakistan
is 100 KEntucky Fried Chicken shops
attacked
with at least 10 dead
mob rule angry man Islam yo! yo!
so much for my rationality:
in terms of wanting peace
i'm more alligned with hopes of man as beast
but the Pakistanis keep arguing not like
anyone else hasn't prior...
how we fell and fallen thus
begun imploring with words:
return us! return us to that peaceful state!
oh god...
my own blind
ontological revision
going blind upon hopes
of improving on...