I heap big
by dajazzcat
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-10-18 06:20:00
Parent message is 44578
modern data used to inslave
I mean by the gnashing
of teeth
the second coming
comes in stealth
like a static bath
to sumerge the senses
images dance grotesque
time already seen…
I cat chasing my poetic tail
like wild gypsy
rant and rave
lick boot, not I
tons of lies in heaps all around
a far conspiracy whispered wide
wild flower growing out of the shit