The Blind Wizard of Acadia
Entered politics on the Braille Ticket
agitating for better municipal lighting
for the long suffering curbside hookers
and their various pimp coerced implants
his telephone rang only at meals
the lives of the connected are not easy
for reasons to be discussed only at gunpoint
in the ancient realms of the permeable secret
he possessed a self righteous fury
attributable to a life of open confession
a sentence that hit the front pages
such as they were after the Great Calamity
of lackluster performance
on all the matters that count
a signal rhapsody of peril for all involved
which initiated the justification of peril
set adrift on a sea of incalculable precociousness
twiddling the knobs and their dancing dials
while we all chorus what is the actual position
location detectors being precisely what we are
Acadia's colorless campaign requiring rescue
by the Royal Regiment of the Holy Shard
bent men of the shell corporation one and all
though they'd cudgel your kidneys
if you said same somewhat seriously
at a full gallop through the picnic grounds
trampling entire civilizations of busy ants
a few who were saved by the Ant Farm Initiative
and released to the wild centuries later
when gene science had advanced to the point
that the aristocracy were born with six fingers
adroit at carnival tricks and card shuffling
which drew increasingly smaller crowds
over the weeks and months and years
for which the Ministry of the Damned
had scant prospect of an answer
concluding our current inevitability
the best informed win
Copyright © Walter Alter | Year Posted 2019
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