Wednesday, May 10, 2017

 

In Another Country?


When the new party took
over, they smeared

the outside windows
with shit.

Exuding, they so in-
sisted, perfume.

More snide moments
followed for contrast.
Being a Movement.

Won’t last, a bitch,
but many will get rich
from dancing

fear. Words do, though.
Scholars exist

by  parsing them
in handy nooks.



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Tuesday, April 06, 2010

 

The Movement--A Saga of Feeling

With simpletons allied, he
dumbs it down. In re-
sponse, they amp it up,

such righteous noise prompt-
ing young reporters to indulge
their gift of daft sarcasm. In all

the tinny racket he confides
to the most fiery spokesman that
he’s Hamlet to his Fortinbras.

Who transmutes the latter
to Farts n’ Brass,
adopting it as his nickname.

Later poised as our
sensitive intellectual's
sole contribution.

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