Delete logic for the emotional showdown
the sharp words forward, tolerate
police museum of murderobilia with
chamber roll of the eyeballs; the
hanger, finale, rerun, returns where
the TV truck’s in town. You’d
it was something real important.
everyone here puts on a mask.
Barnes says, “only the ones who
play god, advertise the saints
saviors we struggle to become.”
Daryl just wants to talk like a robot.
wears her passion as though
take a stroll with death itself.
of heart advertises spirit inherent
don’t have to be gay to be good
something, straight ahead gaze, blank
disengagement, too busy testing
between message relays, sign
savior, not the first, and not the last.
Tate made homecoming queen
to sit on Dewey’s white cow.
Kindergarten kids decorated her with
for the “moon-cow-goddess”,
idea off the School Internet.
Europa on a white bull, garlands
sacrificial sentiment, the cow-girl and
life moon swinging girl all have
Irvin says, “go to Smokey’s to eat or
the Mount Olympus if you want
more god-like. He says you
Cupid’s bad aim in there,
the devil’s got his own
Microbrew right here in Sunnyside.
Don’t blame Cupid on
whom all emotions
fall, his wild and fancy aims are
to cause mankind to berate love,
enervation for a passionate libido.
Donny told how immigrants hereabouts
pray to the latitudes against
and turn around to the longitudes
for rain and good weather.
Different mothers. longitudes of weather
latitudes of prayer and sworn evil,
products of separate bastard creation
Rev. Jones tells us we’re the product of
Separate creations, legacy of Bastards,
Halloween religion and high spirits.
didn’t get on TV. Seems like every
they all got some kinda mask on
they want to wear one or not.
religion begins with its Halloween
dressed as different gods on the
the mask of life, the old Grimnir
god for a day, dancing late into
night, party of bobbing animal heads
in the amniotic fluid of mankind
the dog’s jowl celebrates a birthday
devil delivers his own microbrew.
Okay, shows over, they’re zooming out.
its not like the live dolly shot where
camera backs over a cable, picture
jiggly and you hear a guy scream.
be a good season opener twenty
Years from now, we’ll look
back in horror.