perma frost
(297)
by mike barth
(alom I , by victor vasarely)
perma frost
(297)
rockman look into my eyes
a father sits in his own guilt and shame
shattered glass reality
did the boy have the proper tools ?
is my son who i think he is ?
turn the question over to machine learning
the machine has made our home
alom i
i love you
my most precious flower
can you see it ?
thinning bloodshotdropsbelowskinlines
kings of old made mistakes just as we do
did they stay dignified ?
no , just woke up in the nic of time -
rockman look into my eyes
major plot twist the bargain chip is gold
heavy in the back pocket
a priest who drinks the black sludge from communion cups
lewis and clark expedition
down the gullet
to turn our insides white
and clean
for the big man
big brother
who wears a big white coat
arms topside palms up
facing the face up above
one question to ask him -
what next ?
rockman look into my eyes
water wood
dinner with friends
bed by 9 (or earlier)
(unless the perma frost catches a cold
dispelling bio ooze
the stench in the room)
then repeat and be
by the tree
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as always ,
thank you kindly for reading
- mike
