Cold twilight alphabets shiver in
bowls of shiny water splish splash;
eclectic – exotic – inedible.
Neat freak paper makers cut and elect
the jack-be-nimbles – the scribble bibbles
and then mandible cripple Emperors cloth.
Cranial cancer creators run rampant – like
clowns with thousands of faces and only one
thought between them – doom.
Diagnosis junkies dissect information,
cantilevering it against the weight of prudence,
distributing monkeys from back to back.
Tsunami-minded hate inclined statisticians
prepare diorama cities for life’s little Barbie’s
and convenience minded Kens.
Slip grip lips do the jumble mumble
orally fixated on the long and short of
stretching squares into O’s and explanations.
We have all been raised an army of
mockingbirds, drum bums chanting hieroglyphics;
ineffectual – unintelligent – non compos mentis.