Posts tagged: ANARCHY
ALL GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
HAVE SIMULTANEOUSLY
QUIT OFFICE TO PURSUE
ALTERNATIVE CAREER PATHS
DUE TO THIS UNEXPECTED PHENOMENON:
ALL FORMS OF CURRENCY-
OF LEGAL TENDER-
HAVE EVAPORATED.
EVERY ACCOUNT HAS A BALANCE OF:
ZERO,
EVERY VAULT CONTAINS NOTHING BUT
AN ECHO,
EVERY POCKET AND WALLET
IS FULL OF WORRIED FINGERS
SCRAPING AT LINT AND BUS TRANSFERS.
NO MORE MONEY!
I HEARD IT ON THE NEWS…
NO MORE MONEY!
I SAW IT ON THIS MARQUEE
WHILE I WAS WAITING IN LINE
TO CASH MY CHECK
IT WAS FRIDAY
NO MORE MONEY!
THE SPECIALISTS
SCRATCHED THEIR HEADS
UNTIL THEIR HEADS WENT BALD
THEY STROKED THEIR CHINS UNTIL
THEIR CHINS WERE SCABBING GOATEES.
MEANWHILE: PANIC HIT THE STREETS
AND THE STREETS HIT BACK
AT THE FIRST THING THOSE HANDS
COULD GRAB
AND THE RECEIPTS RAN OUT LIKE
BLANK SCROLLS.
PEOPLE DIED.
THEY HAVE A WAY OF DOING
THAT.
PRECIOUS METALS
MELTED.
I SAW THIS WOMAN
ON AN ELEVATOR
I WAS TAKING.
HER ENGAGEMENT RING
COOKED HER FINGER,
IT FELL LIKE THE ASH
OFF OF THE END OF A STICK
OF INCENSE.
SHE WAS LUCKY
SHE WASN’T WEARING
A NECKLACE.
NO MORE MONEY!
YET I’M STILL RINSING
EIGHTEEN PACKS OF RAINIER
OUT OF MY HAIR
WHEN I TAKE A SHOWER
MOST MORNINGS.
NO MORE MONEY!
WE ONLY BOW OUT OF
INTIMIDATION AND TO THEIR FAILING
HUMAN INSTINCTS
BECAUSE WE
HAVE FORGOTTEN
THAT WE TOO
CAN INVENT.
NO MORE MONEY!
the skin on the heel
of my right foot
is raw and cracking
layers are scratching off
and I have a blood blister
that is now as hard as a rock
between the index finger
and thumb
on my left hand-
knots like proximity mines
stick to my spine
and shoulder blades
I let the shower run
while I force a bowel movement
into my busy schedule
one friend leaves for L.A.
this Sunday
another friend arrives from L.A.
next Sunday
breaking pawns
Monday thru Thursday
washing dishes
Friday and Saturday nights
I don’t sparkle
they don’t sparkle
girlfriend moving in
recording an album
writing a novella
still trying to keep myself
interested and interesting
SORRY IF I FORGET TO WIPE MY
FUCKING ASS
my brilliant idea is
eating me alive
and
it is all just passing…
I hope you
catch this
when it comes
to you;
a stream of Ambrosia
is the closest we will ever
get
to obtaining
the American Dream
because we do not share
any of the same
beliefs when we throw away
our hearts and keys
we cannot find the old seeds
and regrow
the Garden of Eden
we cannot facilitate
differentiate
calibrate
because in the new depression
we have everything
and no-one is happy
because we do not
infiltrate in peace
utilize the system for others
and some of the greatest minds
were terrible public speakers
so no-one listened
I still listen to
Dax Anderson
and so
should you
before the sky turns
copper and pink
