All for Our Country

Although the day is old and the night is young,
Back off bystanders.  We’ll never, never, never

back a boat onto a ramp, if we don’t own a boat.
Reporters make the most of their story, wherever

originally the with and where and who. We face
Nerve wracking deadlines, searching for superpower.

Trendy and sad our excitement falls into boredom.
Synthetic and durable, we see the suit of a telecaster.

Aluminum foil seems essential, at least it is very useful.
Trespassers of foreign lines we watch the steeplechaser.

Over hurtles he races, jumps over water, like horse races.
Apostrophe where have you been? We need an amplifier

blaring out our causes, signing our petitions, alerting
bigwigs or the masses.  She sang pour me some sugar.

Reputation was everything.  Sometimes we have to.
Ought to disregard slander.  The trees are somber.

Nervous breakdowns are a sorry defense.  After
Trial periods, cancel or pay purchase a subscription.

Synthesizers make orchestras look less important.
Always in dreams the monkeys hang from rafters.

Trigger the brimstone, the warring hellfire,
Unprovoked and cool as wet charcoal. The racer,

Rushed and resentful, tried to break and hourglass,
Adverse to reality, wanting to buy a greener pasture,

Ambivalent to the starving chickens, his
Backache became the concern of an ironmonger.

Backfiring racial epithets, the dealer in hardware,
Reservation’s merchant, sought Black Panther.

Unqualified in spiritual matters he prayed to Shiva,
Sweatshirt donned, rolled sleeves, he acquired inveiglers,

Trimming his tree while he sought the great white shark.
Outburst of jargon and waste of sound byte, keen interceptor.

Lost and found does not contain my missing hat or glove.  I
Inflict my disease on the great lionizer

Roast your duck, China Star, for Christmas that
Excruciating feeling is drunk on litigators,
 
Ambiguous alligators.  It is merely a way to
back away from jealousy and hate.  I ask for copper plate.

Back down from your demands, we merely bargain,
Unquestionably barter for oily oyster.

Fine-tooth combs in the medicine cabinet, she remembers his
Firm grip, his strong arms, and the ocher

Ambling sunset of her younger days.  Today we
Reshuffle the cards, see our tired limbs a painter

stuffing animal toys for a craft fair, waking these dull
Inflexible muscles for liminal miser & beg of him the wiser.