Category: METASTOPIAN

There is
among the grass and woods
barren look
brown and yellow
never mellow
a Chinese murder hornet
awaits
so there is

There might be
wandering the streets
and village
the lands
a bear addicted to cigarettes
a BEAR addicted to COCAINE
TERRIBLY SICK and INSANE
moving FAST
LIKE A JET
you can BET
every hobo
in their NOBO
is packing HEAT
it's NEAT
how this BEAR
shaping his LAIR
as he cares nothing
and moves with ease
the LOBO bows
the snakes hide
the hookers run
it's not fun
when a bear
is addicted
to cigarettes
such strange things
and mysteries of SCIENCE
might, could, possibly, exist
do you DARE
do you CARE
about this BEAR
addicted to cigs ...

I was walking home
all alone
on my phone
talking to
my gnome girlfriend
and OUT OF THE BLUE
a saucer, a beam, a scheme
a JARRING NOISE
OH BOYS
we going to HELL
ring that BELL
creatures from MARS
driving space cars
drinking like LARS
your friend from Denmark
they parked the freak wagon
on the lawn
you ARE the pawn
that's what I think I saw
on the walk
near the sea
could it be?

I went hiking
biking
tripping and SKIPPING
along the trails
covered in grass and snails
and there was this MUTTERING
SPUTTERING
SPITTING and grey
no goof
I'm no spoof
I don't play golf
so I'd say: "that's a fucking wolf"
and your SHOUT
does nothing
go home you broken man
kick your can to retirement
it's a wolf
with powder
not chowder
on his NOSE
snorting and sniffing
the dental cure
not demure
not gentle
just ugly and addicted and hungry
the COCAINE WOLF has ARRIVED
you are finished
take your bucket
get in your JEEP
the road home is steep
and you are done
no alarm
but you are going
going
going
to the "farm"
all while hiking
AMIRITE?

We went to the MOON
we were brave
no slaves allowed
so proud of our rocket glory
gory swamp pain
SOUTHEAST ASIA
gone insane
poor in the streets
cleats to the neck
oh HECK
we're no BUFFOONS
our MISSILE ENGINES
sweet and RED
glowing and growing and going
to SPACE
amending the TRUTH
standing in the BOOTH
on that lunacy SAND
you can't just STAND
you have to JUMP
for JOY!
DAMMIT SON!
It was fun ...
(when we went to the moon)

My GRANDMA
she says
got some VIRUS
from CYRUS
the day laborer
her eyes
red
face
sallow
grace
disappeared
a lace napkin
covered in blood
and cud
and vomit
She was ONLY 89 years old?
TRAGEDY of YOUTH!
ROCK THE GATES!
CLOSE THE SCHOOLS!
ALLOW THE GHOULS
to abuse your kids
out of fear
freedom disappears
for a "VIRUS"
for a FEAR
always NEAR
one TEST away
so you can say
"My grandma was killed by the Covid."
and rid
disperse
remove
any doubt
that the redoubt of your reason
is not in season
logic frayed
mind slayed
by PSYOP waves
and fake ass graves
and stories of death
my grandma died
of monkey herpes
they wouldn't lie
they wouldn't fib
they're not glib or sly
grandma died
grandma died
grandma died
so keep your kids locked down
keep the coffee filter on your face
continue as a disgrace
to the human pile
no smile
our collective trial ...

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

that's what it is
that's the story
it's what I heard
from some random nerd