WARLIKE
“Let me tell you something – black folks was never worried about anthrax because, half the time, we don’t open our mail no way. We might think that’s a bill. We might hold it to the light and go, ‘That’s a red slip.’ If you want to get us with anthrax, put that in a Jay-Z CD. That’s how you get us.” Aries Spears
Warlike, Aristophanes
stalks the streets
with pins
for the pompous
floats overhead
in a diigible
turning all
into buffoons
Oh, what a scourge!
did Zeus with his bolts
ever out-thunder
that laughter
crazy Dionysus
whose stage it is
must be deliriously amused
Apollo
less so
forks in the road
facists being told
strictly to observe
total radio silence
a deus ex machine looking
like it
could not
possibly fly
and yet
every one fears it
Aristophanes
Aristophanes
what kind of a name is that
for such a ruthless comedian?
come to think of it,
what kind of a name for a comic
is Aries Spears?
poems 2 die for 