remind me why the parasites are still in control
(333)
by mike barth
remind me why the parasites are still in control (333) everyone out and about except me asleep on the bedroom floor clothed in humility , pockets full of frogs for the boiling dinner water then the call comes - they turned around the pilot lost his passport somewhere in the garden how can i adorn the palazzo now ? how can i honor the master of italy - the ancient head of the the renaissance man and adorn his crown ? it is done in the garden experimenting with companion planting watching the the landscape interact an oshin of possibilities not single solitary births as previously dreamed its a collective conscious ripple in the stream beside the eternal fires which , it seems , were more pleasant than flippant why hit another man with a stick ? for honor , for the story ? are there only those who save lives ? and those who take them away ? // ( scratch , from 3 26 25 )
as always ,
thank you kindly for reading
- mike