ODDS ON
bet you
don’t encounter
too many wobbly
xenomorphs
out there
coming here to conquer
and convert you
teach you
the truth
of their
unbalanced philosophy
so many equivalences between
our worlds and cultures
including our deep
religious faith
in four-
lane highways and
reality
TV the black hole of
consumption we
were created to be
THE GODS OF FOOTBALL
the gods of football
turned against us
they scripted our defeat
up there, in the stars
No. They didn’t.
I checked with them
and they swore that
they hadn’t bothered to watch
were much
more interested in
the Burrow/Mahomes match up
than teams committing suicide
via the failed execution
of a diabolically bad plan
MUPPET
as Niner fans go
I’m a real muppet
(must be one
to think we would
get
to the Superbowl,
the fourth quarter
of our
last visit
firmly behind us)
so call me a muppet
— go on, trumpet that truth
(truth of
your perspective
as you
limitedly see it)
leave me in my cuddly
muppet comfort zone
believing my eyes
and the logic
of analysis
so many fans here bandying
it around
at every opportunity:
muppet muppet muppet
were that they
could have such charm,
wit and
be that
cuddlesome
(or meet
a muppet of
power that might
tear
off their heads)
GENIUS
who can
stand up to us
when we got genius?
genius here
demanding
sacrifice of blood
and elbow bone
in slavish following of plan
the plan everything in
its true brilliance
pity
they don’t buy into it
those eagles swooping
soaring
high overhead
SNEER
sneer is
your only word
your best word
the word that burns
all the style out of
your mouth
when you are it
when you speak it
when wholesale
you happen to caricature yourself
assume the brash
biology of a lurid cartoon
MONETIZE
monetize
demonize
I am
writing a new thesaurus
looking for
a common denominator
even as you
wait in the shadows
crumbling
to dust
once wondering but
now given your answer
as to
how it is
all going to
end
NATURALLY
a nation of shopkeepers
without shops
a nation of conquerors
without conks
a nation of accountants
called to account
in the event of
analysis
it’s a lout
rout
EXCHANGE
EXCHANGE
I have no
exchange value
you would not get
a sous for me
on the open market
not worth the speculation
and so I hold my breath
will hold it so until
it all
just
burst
till I just
burst
my extinction
good for rarity
TOROJAN WOMBMEN
Toorojan Wombmen
have helmet heads
love licorice
(it is their
most guilty pleasure)
hate
allsorts
would send all allsorts
down to Poseidon’s locker
something fishy already
felt about the smell
Oh but the Achaeans
are coming
the Myrmidions are coming
loaded with logic
and rationality
their armour as
bad-bullet proof
as Blackpool rock
(so many cavities
in the fangs
you
are bearing
so much yellow enamel
in need of bleach)
THEY
they papered over the cracks
until there was only paper
the whole wall
was wallpaper
steadily depreciating
but as of now
worth a ton
but so much
focus on the paper
we were told
to forget about doors
forget about windows
forget about foundation
forget
about structure
and then
they wrapped all
our joys in
smothering, swaddling paper
killing them off
telling us
out with
the old in
with the new
and loss of our joys
pleasures and
freedoms
part of the
new beauty
wealth of
our trajectory
purpose of life reconceived for all
poems 2 die for