Minerva on Helicon
But the tale is true: Fruit
Gushers might survive any
apocalypse as long as temperatures
remain mild. My child,
Parnassus Investments offers
only moderate returns,
but investing w/ a clear conscience
comes at a price. You can hear
the hooves of two out of four horsemen
on the roof even now.
Drag our homemade UV lighting
rig into the bunker so that we might
cleanse our innards
for Jazzercise on Webex while the neon
gods prance among the stylized
palm trees & manifest on the glass
of nail salons. Tie the offering
with fat laces & come
with hair frosted & teased
to the four corners of the Earth.
The contest between the Pierides and the Muses
& he turned himself into a ram, an ostrich,
an ocelot w/ a hankering for the flesh
of well-fed Midwesterners
whose trigger fingers were calloused
from Machinima orgies on Call of Duty.
Solemnly, he put all of the stuffies
in the shopping cart & cried out nine times
to the muses; Io, sentai team; Io, cop
drama; Io, teenage sex romp; Io,
spaghetti western; Io, shaggy dog addiction
narrative; Io, Saturday morning cartoons;
Io, Dance Party USA; Io, blaxploitation;
Io, Nic Cage vehicle; accept this burnt offering
of Flowers for Alegernon & make my
sickly fingers fleet.
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