Your Worst Nightmare

any superstitious peasants out there tonight TV junkies gossipy groupies smooth talking saxophonists am I talking too fast for couple's therapy uh oh here comes another scar on my head the optimist would say the scar of opportunity fortunately digression is an art that never plays for keeps you don't want to become the unwitting tool of smarter people do you you do it's your worst nightmare instead let's play museum you have eye you have other eye you will however need an augury let's step onto the showroom floor where we have our latest models Bill the mechanic seer could tell your fate from a pile of tossed grease rags he was right almost every time he even told 3 circus anteaters they would run for President and they did Edwina the cleaning lady sibyl could swing a vacuum bag round her head and tell from the dust cloud if you were gonna die from gall bladder or aphrodisiac Zaza the 1 trick pony could hoof the innards of a road kill and you'd find love an astronomer named Ziggy told our planet that a big rock was coming from the sky like a freight train that's why I'm appearing before you in this ethereal minimum medium you'll have to forgive me if I show a lack of enthusiasm for this dangerous matter I may have fallen captive to the tow of the clandestine echelons working their hands like bug legs in a sign language that horrifies the deaf I've scanned this for alien message implants you won't need a map of area 51 just a chicken wire cage which is always as refreshing as another lash of the cane take permission out behind the toadstools and put a bullet up its shirt they just hand me the script and I broadcast what I'm told radio free Carthage From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/