today's poem - "Superman and his pals shotgun red kryptonite on the Einstein train to the Frozen Islands"

Superman and his pals shotgun red kryptonite on the Einstein train to the Frozen Islands

 

Superman says

let’s take kryptonite and trip all night

if we micro-dose we won’t go comatose

yet red kryptonite will make our cells re-organize

so let’s lay off what smells that way

Us is going to party like granite until we understand it

Superman says

 

Frozen islands

at the end of time and rainbows of rhythm and rhyme

partially sane roads married in time by the palace

of dimmed eyes on the Einstein train ride passing by

talking however he likes to whomsoever he likes to

and as he emceed the square his aptitude for aptness deranged

Frozen islands