Friday, August 12, 2022

In the Valley of Mu --- today's poem

In the Valley of Mu

where plastic fish race dilapidated pilgrims’ last wishes

leaving cantankerous ashcan traces on deer-hidden mountains

where broken water fountains sever from former sewer mains

and stank tank erosion  causes septic explosions to unyield

modus operandi notions and last gasps of determine flailing

aspirationally to weigh the uncooked biochemical pie

 

in the course of coarse human tent events bears force

bare force on meretricious minions to unleaven the bourse

observationally as I curse, mired in alternative goo

seen from freedoms you overhear in the Valley of Mu

where you can’t glow home again to your trashcan chalice

as your dustbin wheel of fire unloads holy puzzlement

 

Snakeries of disastreams gloom, glomming onto rigamarole

in long patterns of screaming sun zoom plasticization

as Miss Astor’s disaster wall plaster falls into a Pink Floyd void

exterminating folly far beyond aromatizers and gassers

as tokens of dream-punch unwhisten in master’s empty head

 

where illuminated there is a bright jewel in a red wine cask

sending out laser beam light masking cosmic wave cataclysms

as our universe implodes on that golden mountain rim of dawn

and cheap cardboard scepters wave at fiberglass spaceships

as mock lava burbles and spurts against an amateur backdrop

calamatizing me in foggy mist with low mind-penetrating furor

 

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