Absolute Universal Crime

Copyright March 14th, 2004

I found some inspiration
Walking through jungle
forest-ation

It was just uncut grass
But I needed it for poetic
digest-ation

Looming luminescent words tumble about
Lost in the gray matter of my brain
In between one synapse

And the next.

I am becoming livid
The power plant has lost electricity

Once again,
My angst solves nothing.

Can I have a refund?

And it doesn’t fit, it doesn’t rhyme
I can’t spell for shit,
Do you have the time?

O, the thoughts are jumping
But, like a hyperactive kid
Running to and fro, thumping

They flit and flutter
Never concentrating

On the problem
Front and center

I need to join this boot camp
Yes Sir!
Drill Sergeant, Sir!
Yes Drill Sergeant! Sir!

Walk like this,
Conform to the group
Understanding will

Coagulate

Become a chilled pudding

O, I am mush!
In this scenic diorama of photographic
Surgical castration.

Avidly I curtail any unregulated urges

Don’t climb the Willow tree,
You’re 22 years old woman!

Don’t eat the egg
(Not like that!)
Be a lady, Meg!

Put up organza curtains
Like a good house wife,
Register to vote,

Because your opinion matters!

The government is a succubus
Not with men or monkeys,

But of raspberry pudding brain matter
Refrigerated in the polar regions

Of a pointed finger
“We want you in the US Army”
Become one with the mass of bovine minds

And your universal crime
Will be absolved.