Monday, May 27, 2013

Mountebank

A vision within a vision within a vision
______Vaseline-lensed,
a barely audible impression of a voice.
______Delirium next:
one several-second burst -- light-speed free
______association.
"Come on down," yells Bob Barker from Hell.
______"The price is right:
perception unbound."  Wake up, little maggot,
______you're squirming in shit.
Get off at the next exit.  Grow buzzing
______wings.  Lay an egg.
Hallucinate your fit, holy ass off for seventeen
______years.  You'll get it right.
It cost billions to frighten you.
______What can we do?
___________You've always been unglued.

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