Poem #74

Is
Down a widow pancake amended with MRI magnetron particles?
On for the show, less a widow more a black window?

Or should we churn the flow of impotent chaos ie chaise lounge chairs of inactivity dooming us all.

I dreamed of Edward Hopper sketching a pirate to enter grad school. his handling of the hair was a little naive.

Plunder our own flu shot caches, nothing left to protect against this common cold.
Drive as if the bank is on the repo, make chances, this is what should be but is only seen in superhero tv shows.
I always feel for those vertigo villains, anyway.

Whose wifi is I think I know,
His car is at the grocery tho.
He will not see me stopping by,
To watch some porno in the snow,
while corporate hackers steal the rest, leaving loot chests filled with death.

I have finally
Down for good I thinks, fiended,
using too many adjectives to describe an Unwinnable war,
too few stanzas with optimist prime.

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