The Passing All revolution begins with the fracturing of language Stunted construction Loose synapse sense in the non-functionary recluse At the back of the cracked mind a leopard sits in utero waiting to sow a seed, Grow a breed apart from this Bill sandwich Allen dominant Little Boy brilliant register riches all the exiled money to Algiers for a shot at Armageddon and seclusion A breed removed from capitalist competition Annihilate consummate consumer Soup through the intestines, Out the anal fixture, Back to the garden Obsession with money kill Earth stallion secluded at resortium Requiem for the blistered steed Cage cacophony Caution replaces courage and we fall into speech patterns like stitches identical footsteps Rhythmic comfort in march cadence Fall in step over the line Into the circle Weave spellbound strides left three turns into magic conceived in faith if we name it Adam on the Eve of Destruction It was her to the core Her skirt no chaser straight to the poison arrow shot into velvet air dripping anomaly and nectar Scylla, Charybdis, Siren trance onto brave Ulysses tale and all read Joyce The academics sweat for explanation as 'G' becomes 'C' And they never do - see, that is 'T' becomes 'I' and me is hungry for connection 'W' becomes 'U' And they run from recognition of cognition to cars wrapped gift wood in the horse mouth Can you feel it falling apart? Under milk tree to bob for robbers in the earth waist Double entendre Triple sec for the flying angels high on saki and dissolution There is no solution when the language begins to shatter The mad one plays Stevie hair with mushroom jive and water transport winter Alice in a hazy booze bruise techni-coat of coffee hue on a blown island spewing acid precognitive precipitation Water cells assault those who see rhyme So we accept dry blank stare verse and call it art because we don't understand it So it must be above us Because the working man is taught inferiority all his life But he covers vision with alcohol nicotine mantra And poetry works only for the elite because they exist on a higher plane And they can afford to fly and not worry about crashing Because money buys additional incarnations here in Amerika Big Catholic lie all over again Catholicism Capitalism Pope Czar Press-I-dent Gold chalice finery mansion John Paul Greenback bucks dollars in a cathedral Churches Ovens Mass stride to oblivion utopia No miss step Amerika little writer starving for break down on the farm where sun calls out to labor And all it desires is dismemberment Don't be a threat Don't think Accept the steel cylinder into the rectum U.S. Steel American steal It does it to us again Anal amphetamine for suppository consumption Be a good consumer Buy American Bye, Amerika Good gentle into that night go not Dew-covered mourning for the fading father Soon he will be invisible like the artists of old The ones who wrote by faith Lived by faith When the world was much younger More naive More livable More willing to take chances Like the teen who speeds with faith that he is invincible, eternal Language fades And revolt is in the heir
Reason for writing:
In our society so many seem to be cattle being led to the slaughter, and the means by which we are controlled are so subtle that most don't even know they're being controlled. The poem is also a chance to play with language and indulge my twisted tributes to some writers/artists I hold in high esteem such as William Burroughs, Allen Ginsburg, John Cage, James Joyce and Dylan Thomas, to name a few.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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