Bounce

BOUNCE
Coerced, it’s all over again, again everything is over.
Hoarseness gets us when we’re dehydrated, why
Inmates are there, not giving birth, I only got a glimpse;
Furry hibernation, I wanted my side of the mountain;
Inns and their verandas, I wanted to see the other side
Totalitarian in my obsessions, the other side of rich;
Switchblades of magic shows, film shows, and video
Asperity, what happened to my tea, my tee, my trees.

TO BOUNCE
Letdown Rapunzel, she was nobody’s uncle; there’s
Excavation and no end to it, old Hollywood houses,
Holding companies holding onto the nonexistent
Armistice of pretend money, nickeled and dimed cash,
Coins I throw into the fountain and the wash, clean
Hobo of nuts and bolts, mostly the little metal washers,
Pillar of salt, Lot’s wife, looking back at that fiery place,
Inmost reveille of the day, the morning, a new fount,
Torques for the Gauls, Germains, and Britons, we were
Swollen in our allergies, needing to overcompensate for

Lethal directions, thinking we could be too bright, then
Excavating earth for our hidden passageways, mutant,
Coefficient factors to consider, when we know what we
Hoggishly suck up, both gory and fitting, at once closely
Antonym, akin to opposites and each separate footstep.
Dotty and Driscoll did not ruin centuries, just shortcake,
Revengeful actions of eagerness to find fairness, to get
Excellent even with awesome and outstanding.  Now
Retrenchment rears its unlucky head and makes gravy. 

BOUNCER
Swoon over the big man, he’s a bodyguard for someone
He’s over there with the taxi drivers.  Now my ballerina,
Ooze the green slime of Ninja Turtles who follow a Rat.
Myopic messages obscure truth, keeping it equal for us,
Except our frozen hearts must be warmed by the fire,
Retrial a good use of time, for our blood’s oxygen,
Sworn in to the courthouse and its rooms, she thinks in
Axiomatic practicalities.  There are no short cuts. 
Freedom needs another shot at fruition unless too wild. 

BOUNCY
Medium is between extremes not mean but mean. 
Except for Uncle Same, no one will be allowed out.
Levelheaded is good.  She feels bouncy and likes it,
Excepting the bible, she finally admits there is no
Contrived or conceivable novel meant for her to read or
Him to write, it’s about every word and minute the
Azure world has too many brilliant every seconds of it…
Yodelers made some Swiss miss mad, what’s all this
Ice-topped mountain hollering about? Falsetto and
Misty mountains, we were just travelers passing by. 

BOUND
Onrush, the dam in Superman was demolished.  Houses
Broken, the families are dispersed, giving them trouble.
Leviathan state, Yahweh defeats you. Possibly bound by
Intermarriage, endogamy, but he had already decided
gruffly to give it up; as though I couldn’t wait for an
Exception, now I think I will like the man better when
discomposed.  Does rushing ever accomplish anything?
Continuous beat never touched just allowed to run
Hot potato. One potato, two potato, three potato, four.
Anvils are not inherently evil.  They didn’t believe us.
Yawn while you are on the lawn to confuse them? Hmm
Attributed to what? Intelligence, good looks, what
Valve makes your heart work? Let’s make this work. 

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

A part of this poem reminded me of a man who spoke of some tender that was simply printed and declared to be more valuable than any other tender. More valuable than morals in some cases...
and how this world is being destroyed for this money that is perceived to be more valuable than the earth itself. Our oceans, land and life. You hit too many points to address. This could turn into a book on the philosophy of it all if it was broken down piece by piece. There was a lot of thought that went into this poem.