Made general inquiries
A new format, a secret primordial scroll,
Or that less-traveled roadmap;
Something to take me
Beyond the thesaurus hop and/or trivial pomp and circumstances
I yearn (Yes, yearn!)
For the sacred archeo-techno-logical
Boasted of putting poets - back in their trees
Moving up a rung or two
On that evolution-
al ladder so-to-speak
(Speak up I says – ears all over - crickets chirping away)
Then it came like Sunday pancakes
A slap in the face - Sex in the City
mark my words…
All warm and fuzzy like the truth or something oddly connected
By multi-filament fiber optics:
Impressing rose-petal hearts on snotty sleeves –please!
Blood and sticky guts on cement sidewalks (where was I?) – please!
Toilet paper journal-isms – abscess-puss-raving- postulations, PLEASE!
Yougottafeelit! Wegottafeelit! All God’s chillins gotta feel it hallaluh!
Like I never! (And cried me an ocean, t’ boot)
Preprocessed and defrosted,
Remain frozen - on the inside!