Morning Campers

by grimbeau

Nightmare

Today,

the Irrational Community,

lurch to bomb bad Syrup:

pissing off

Hexbollocks and Purrshah,

And wake up in bed with Al Capone.

 

Mulberry Bush Obama spins.

Gnostics, Coptics, and Cardtricks bluff and bully:

‘Come on in, the slaughter’s warm this season!’

 

Misty Frackington-on-Gass

resounds to the gunfire crackle;

Badger, set, and  batch.

 

A Chinese boy weeps blood from hollow sockets

his eyes lay gouged out unseen before him on soft, red clay.

 

Yesterday there was a Dream

Today there is a Nightmare