The Minions Clouding The F In Fog
thank you for the certain
scythe,
slow motion blunt bullets
rat-a-tat-tat-tat stiletto shards rat-
a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tap that
as dull double edges scissors
slice, score, scorn
a skin used,
bruise a skin worn,
thank you all mouth, all lip, all gross
one dimensional
lost, lust, thrust
no finer textures
no shared shades
no held depths
of next rise or next set,
of more refined subtle nuance
only dis integrating ego demands,
Now Now Now
Impatiently One Ego Centred
dam dam dam resisting what is
competing hard against the flow,
walls con, Crete, con troll,
block, resist, fight, dam dam dame
a desire deserved assuming
drug addled infused con
fused minions, co dependent
ova thinking fingers pointing
over their pointing a blunt othering.
Thank You for Being with
Inn, loose lips
north and south
an erudite elixir now
spread well, buttered up,
skol, wasted checked out
lost buy minion now
lost bye marauders now
lost inn living now
via King, via Inn Vade
simply an untraceable wake
of long departed boats
rapaciously running, awe
dead, flotsam, dead jetsam,
horned Hell Mutts
flown north for the winter
of their dis contents,
forcing inter, coarse, ruff roughs
sand, paper, true grit, shelled,
no pearl.
so
give thanks for nascent space now
created
as minion birds bark
flocking fleece shorn
feathers floozy a child's
cord torn cord cut cord bye
stretched by the parent beaks
the mighty loud, ego squawks
unseeing, uncaring, parental pea soup
a minion child wasted buy The
fog.