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Brooding Presence
being adventurous mammalians
we seek to avoid the repetition of pain
and encounter the repetition of pleasure
which might be why the ones who have everything
take from those who have nothing
just to get a little bit more
in a retroactive stylistic tendency
which has survived from the dark centuries
as annotated in the severe prognostications
from eminent gargoyle collector J. B. Hoopersnacky
of the ill fated Ulysses lately posted to the tropics
diplomatic gesture of listless conciliation
Hoop's biting satire of unresisted passions
is yet another voice of no particular merit
rightfully ignored by a sky full of arguing deities
batting their pig bladders into each others' faces
at great cost of charm and dignity
to the fluffy sheep braying tenderly below
discovery of other preceding discovery of self
an every time axiom sung by every mother
whose manifold component itchy attributes
a zig zag sequence of intriguing sentiments
about cleanliness and obedience
necessarily providing inadequate protection
against the wolfish the blatantly expressed
dominion of unzipped sorcery
inviting hard times upon the land
who do you blame who do you trust
when the entrancing commercial breaks
outnumber the direct affinities for truth
by a grand historic factor of gross multiplication
and here we are back to repetition
and the many depictions of common vanity
mercilessly unchained filling the readout screens
eternal enemy of homo publius
as old J.B. liked to call himself on a good day
when the publisher's check arrived
and another bottle of Mermaid's Breath
graced the banded navigator chest
docked at his fireside rocker
as he brooded
Copyright ©
Walter Alter
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