That must not smell too nice but the poem was such fun to read. Constitutional oligarchy in the pompadour...Even idols and demi-gods can smell like eggs of fish and as a rat's nest suggests, potentially gross.
-- seems like a case of severe NPD (narcissistic personality disorder) to me... but the term "constitutional oligarchy" seems to take the NPD to the level of a malaise that democracy could suffer from... at least that's how i'm reading this piece... -- in my country, a cult is in power... and it gets exasperated when some people refuse to get brainwashed...
`Ok, I'm not even gonna' try to pretend to know what the hell you re saying in this crazy collage of smelly conspiracy...laughing. Yeah, and I have no idea wtf I am laughing at. And THAT is the funny part. It sounds crazy and I'm pretty sure I'm on to something with that, but, ummmm, yeah, care to explain? lol
[olfactory gland spasms] there are homeless on the streets of minneapolis with virtual behives that have achieved a balanced ecosystem where fingertips venture at their own peril. thank goodness i prefer puddled liver and dead skin. brilliant glimpses into humanity's underbelly saved only for special occasions. you are indeed your very own, my friend. :)
Thanks J. I took a poetry class once not so long ago. The teacher stressed that poems should make .. read moreThanks J. I took a poetry class once not so long ago. The teacher stressed that poems should make things more clear, not less so. I've thought about that ever since, and have wondered what is clarity, and what requires clarity? I've decided that perhaps the dark things do need explanation, and that an idle mind can let them too do their shining, a vocation that I did not choose, but that instead seems to have chosen me. I wonder sometimes whether I should be searching for an exorcist in the Yellow Pages.
A bit surrealistic....and the imagery is great. I could almost smell a disgusting stench of bugs! Not sure where politics comes in when speaking of Elvis and Knieval, but I enjoyed the uniqueness of this one.
You leave me speechless which is why I adore you. Poetry can be so predictable...I GET BORED...but I know you will never disappoint me...it is funny...stinky...icky...and loveable!