From the poet’s pen…!
REMIX
THE PENDULUM SWINGS BACK AND FORTH…, BACK AND FORTH…, BACK AND FORTH…,
SUDDENLY! A LOUD GASP RESONATES AROUND THE WORLD!
ONLY TO BE MET BY AN EERIE SILENCE…!
PANIC SETS IN. DENIAL MOVES NEXT DOOR.
WITH EYES WIDE SHUT…; REALITY SASHAYS MINDLESSLY THROUGHOUT THE ATMOSPHERE, ARROGANTLY SPEWING; THIS IS ALL SUCH A BORE,
HEADS TURN TO POSITION THEMSLEVES, SCRAMBLING FOR A BETTER VIEW,
METHODICALLY AND FEVEROUSLY, NECKS STRETCHING TO THE POINT OF ALMOST INTERLOCKING ONE WITH THE OTHER IN A CONFUSED FRENZY OF THOUGTLESSNESS.
MANIPULATION IS INSTITUTED VIA FEAR, MANIACALLY, PERSUADING MULTIPLE INTELLIGENCES TO TAKE A VACATION.
WHILE BOLDLY, REMIX CONVENIENTLY AFFIXES ITSELF, RIGHT NEXT TO THE BRAINS’ CORE…!
EYES ROLL, SQUINT, PEEP AND PEER, WHILE MORPHING INTO LITTLE ROUND BALLS EXHIBITING, UNINTELLIGENT STARES.
VIOLENTLY, CONVULSING, FANNING THE SMOKE AND THE SMOG THAT ACCOMPANIES THE MIRROR; CASUALLY, MASSAGING THE PANIC.
Melvin Chief Lars
4/18/2017
3:55pm