Poke Sallet
“Serve a sallet
of poke salad
sprinkled in coppery language virus”
said, the polemic salesman.
Use that medieval helmet,
seven nouns to hemisphere
on the internet, a mess,
as southern as poke sallet.
Pilot...
translator earpiece,
needed in a pinch
English, Spanish, French!
Predictive fingertips
down and across firebombs,
eyes crossed
thirteen ways.
Look at that donger!
Type cupertino effect
babel, sharp beak and rounded.
Pig in a poke,
the cupertino effusion
of power suits,
pants and pants.
Patient predictor,
coconut bikini
a moth to the flame,
motivator in flannel,
sunbaked and sandy.
Hawaiian Ahi
poke poke salad
waft in california weed.
atoll, atom,
farout Newport sailboat
...home again!
One galactic tick,
I rejoice in my spine,
“Call me Ishmael”
a tidemark of loomings.
Etymology
extracts– extravaganzas
extreme–
“The pale Usher,
threadbare in coat,
heart, body, and brain.
I see him now,
the whale!
On a grapheme tilde,
part of a URL...
Can you read a timepiece,
reverberation
onebeing, gestalt
frog who only sees the moving?
Frontbencher
emergent emissary
of reification,
“man that stuff is poison!”
said the man of title.
Nations and people of every language,
this is what I command you to do,
negation logic. pokeweed,
“Irony islander, nearly a goner,
did he just call him a gook?”
Amp back a bit
to that 1913 17th amendment,
so tasteless the ballots,
the federal reserve.
“You know you can eat gold
but can’t digest it…”
Mop up this polk salad
walking across the water.
fourscore and light-years ago,
Another Nebuchadnezzar
stood in the light of a super moon,
sixty cubits high and six cubits wide;
summoning the satraps, prefects, governors,
advisers, treasurers, magistrates, and judges.
“Wait till you hear the music,
now bow down”, I command you!
The requisite con
to muzzle the republic,
hear how it has become a mutation,
the fourth state
changed fire to plasma,
tunneling Estate
listen to the concert...
Who is left to pledge allegiance,
Who can drink that water?
Who survives universal light?
Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego,
or who, the ibis and spoonbill!
Power!
Autocracy,
corporatocracy, creed
one blood, one color
racy race chromatocracy,
demur democracy, replace that survey
...take me away on the sea
Despotocracy, diablocracy
with the devil in the details,
whatever happens on your knees,
bring back the space age please.
Off the rails
idiocracy,
kleptocracy, meritocracy, mobocracy,
Who embraces that disgrace?
Plutocracy, synocracy, xenocracy,
prime examples of kakistocracy.
Anarchy, cryptarchy,
a globalists globalarchy…
dark state hierarchy!
Gynarchy– that’s right, rulership by pussy power!
sorry to be so snarky,
snobby monarchy.
starry Panarchy, oligarchy, thearchy,
goddesses and gods...
malarkey,
give the power back to the people!
Rubbed in kudzu flowers
covered in pokeweed berries, Cassandra,
call me a prophetess and plagiarist,
at that hidden French bar for a shot of N7.
Seasteading future take me away,
you get the gist forget the rest.
Who were those good old boys,
in psalms and ballads?
Who walked through the flames
and survived,
generating a whole galaxy?
The gondolier comes for the goner
fed nothing but poke sallet...
