If veggies must be shipped
From down under for Samhain
What will we eat on the moon
Or Mars if there is no rain?
What sense does paying poor folx
To efficiently milk cat nuts make
When lipid rafts prevent
Brainwashing through palmitoylation?
Between wolves and cows
Imbalance sans smart
A monocrop of angry donuts and lead
Strains the kidney and the head
Jet fuel
Plastic bananas neon trees
And chicken roasted in gorilla meat
That's what has me on my knees
Vinyl plays the songs
Carries the cash
Clads the whipped and the whippoorwill
Games of MASH
There, there, Bossie
Ben was released in the field
To be eaten
By a night owl
At least it wasn't pork
Leave the pigs
In their cubicles
Until it is time
This is not an omnivorous delusion
Science and consciousness light the way
Not a path marked by the blood
Of the sub-animal poor
While house rabbits choke
On the tailpipe of Leach's plastic inequity
And pieces from Circe's
Games of wine and thorns
Timepieces aren't necessary
To know one's mental age
No matter what the cost
Counterfeit or not
I'll see your helpless retrograde
And raise you
A Scorpion in Uranus
And a goaty God of War
The queen of backassward I am
A low-riding witch
If I tell you the future, it sounds like the past
If we did anything, we did it fast
Because internal combustion was damned
And Ursula's cosmic records play 24/7 gratis
Have Dr. Sacks' office send the bill
To the CDCFDEPA
No need to visit Margaritaville
Or the Hard Rock
No matter the island
That ship has sailed
It's gaslit by numbing resveratrol and
Served with clandestine olives
Failing to repair the most volatile and still fermenting
Sins of the past
Oh, Paracelsus!
Prometheus said there is a run on
Liver and leisure
3 days a week
Poetry comes
Precisely when it means to
Like a fish riding a bicycle
Or a space turtle with a clutch of eggs
Storming the beach
On a random sleepless night
