1. The Mindless Newscaster
rattled on about someone seeking sanctuary,
and I thought aren’t we all seeking something?
Then flash/break (no segue here) he was off
on some poorly written (and even more poorly read)
diatribe about a maroon sedan speeding backwards
in rush hour traffic. I so know that feeling!
I actually laughed out loud when the video
rolled, and some microscopic box-shaped blur
criss-crossed the screen. Who shoots this stuff
anyway? [Dramatic music pause] Breaking
news: the weekend weather is going to be crappy,
with a slight chance of an upgrade to barely passable
by Sunday evening. Oh Goody! I sigh
as the next picture shown (before commercial)
is a copper-toned sunset behind a moss-covered stone.
At least I’m not the only one rolling
Oh, a new reality show! Suddenly my life
didn’t seem so bad after all.
2. A Word To/From My Sponsor
Get back [to]
Work bitch! You
definitively have to write Once
Upon a Time [In Hell]. Oh, and don’t
forget to reference that mythical dog,
the Greek one with a bunch of heads.
I know you know
the one I mean. OMG, you can
totally do a whole series of Greek dog poems.
Or maybe dog myth poems. Wasn’t there
one with a volcano? Gionsomething.
I know you know
what I’m talking about.
It was the title of that poetry
book we read in that class
eons ago. I understand now
what you meant about me talking
through your feelings, ferreting out the writing
points. This completely sucks
in a ridiculous (and semi-professional-
ly productive) but fun kinda way.
3. Of Bullets
4. Electric Caterpillars
stretch automatronic joints, crack
non-existent knuckles in metaphoric preparation.
Insurmountable feats of gravity defiance
tackled and completed in three blinks
of lashless night-vision eyes. They are glowing
with more than pride.
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