canned oriole-two-matoes
engineered to deliver the power of eighty-seven tomatoes
encapsulated
transport in container-chains through china to mars
in custom gravity
switch spiral radio direct
vitamins ac trickle in synthetic genius
relieve future-loneliness
remind used to know
Author: hinzadw
by numbers
four . . . .
dimensions
radicals
truths
questions
aims
books
freedoms
types
states
forces
squares around intersection
eight short of riot
or just manageable extermination
for supply of demand
marouflagella
villages quilt into fabrics of sand and steel
murals anthropcene
shrinking into pixels
a beast with etta
extruded
surrounding
infusing
blue becomes you
all of you
a part from very very upset
boojum frank ghost sir richard laymon rap
percentages
seasons acts overcoming
whole separate
anytime anywhere on the road lottery
pay the man
pay as you go cash
build and play duress
gracespeedpowercraft
threatening success from rickety hallows
white ball ash bat
heavy atmosphere
city in city
mortar melting and blowing away
through night and day
when time lapse
rises a fiery vision quest
expanding wings eyes mouths pulsing
roaring diffused
many thousands dream
oceans right down hill
absorb soaring vision after vision after vision
space beyond absorbs ocean after ocean
absorbs itself
music diffused
many more thousands dream
lightbluesky
allocate together through diversity
rational designs
no adequate compensation
as if
chemistry were alchemy
physics astrology
mathematics numerology
history eugenics
psychology phrenology
poetry telepathy
our best and brightest
might solve the half-life of fear and hatred
the eternity of what was said and done
engineer redress.
and yet
hail hearty noble youth
communitycide
commissioners sprawl about the table
misters bonefish, toadley, macflie, spongeson, and mahlisck
overwhelming putrid farting with donated cigar smoke
dulling single minds with gifted liquor
playing pocketpool with rolls of dough
sharing needles of noxious high
too many kings in the strange deck
they gamble away
children asleep by a coalbin outside
dream of greenfields and bent fishingpoles
eyes in the sky
after the parade with torches and horses
fireflies everywhere
a tug of war on the steep hill
shouting pulling as father inched up
the tower light shining down behind him
“hands off!”
we heaped into the dirt just like that