Whirling Pits
by grimbeau
In my neck of the woods
pernicious shits strike thrice in the starless artificial night: sleepless permagripe,
stale coffee & coughing up phlegm,
apple puff pastry flakes spread confetti every now and then
Obama rhapsodic real
good down in Dingly Dell
pissed off with phrase ‘feeding frenzy’,
murmurings from hell
as they choose to call it fake
I resort to Russia News
here Tom Hayden forecasts changelings
born of the Memphis Blues
looks like Jimmy Durante
after a vat of Cuban hooch
How about moderate progress
within the bounds of truth
making a real point for
auto de fe to catch on in Paradise
rest up a few days before
Babe Ruth & the hordes of babble on smartphones rearrange the furniture
….to their liking