- POX POPULAE -

[HaroHalola]

What-what-what!?
a gap in the tape
exstreme utterances of the sacred jape
but who gets
what-what-what?
nostrums with safety caps
arrows aligned to snap the hood
dull the pierce
fighters feeling sluggish
Act (Not Think) Know!

The Gambit is wrong
work-not-work
played to facile
'cept
for the landed gentry
patron pacifiers
shore to bloodied shore
never
has so much been done
to so many

The swine few
skate the afternoons
on Ponzipond
picnic on anodyne
Greenwich teamtime,
feasted spleentimes
catchering their legends
Placebo Jacksman
Shaq's & shackshackles
never
have so few done so
little for so many

On, spritely, Nightly News
feed's, fed friend of frenzysm -
how do you spell E-S-S-E-N-T-I-A-L? -
jargon's talking, pointed heads
re-rewritings' text
like revisionist sludge
for the nextmextessagers' ummdrops
assthumbs, gap-inserted teaters
bleaters
prefigured to masked propriety,
apology & guilt..
How do you explain?
The Gambit is wrong
The gene is wrong?
Lampooning?
Get thee alert to a Kafka
off the spritely Nitely
& Blithe Horror to wed!

What-what-what!?
Who gets the scurrilous jape?
Who-who-who?
The Buddha/Christ consciousness?
Planete Learning Station?
Sorrowful retardance
The Gambit is wrong!
awfully Brown shoes do make It, Thom
Les & less...Real compared to what!?
Repair the fix already-in?
Damage thinking!, Buster...

Happiness is not a hobby
there ain't no Ford Escape
from
too few dreams,
too many schemes
for Obiracko's truth
(to) Be The Truth!

The Gambit
Wronger than anything
any thing wronged!
Badder than an American lesion
Why, the G*d damned Game is wrong!
Quellches of the WAC*...
But
not to overtly upset
you're only here for that lawn!

H.e.m.
5.7.MMix.


*World Analysis Council

[hester_prynne]

Damnbit Gambit,
Crambit, Rambit
and rotate it!
Love this as usual HaroHalola rocken rola!
H

[Barry]

I'll take PAX over POX any day.

Peace,
Barry

[HaroHalola]

Hola h_p - Any way we view the meanderings of language, those tunnels, cursives, & scrawls, we somehow endback at the beginning, scratching our furrowed heads in disbelief, only to set-out upon the seemingly-ending path again for yet-another-go at Truth & Insanity; TY for the attention & approbation, that I bring a modicum of joy to your experience rocks an' rolls me - H'H./H.e.m.

[HaroHalola]

TY, Barry - Mt. Hood no doubt the anabasis for a choice to Peace, eh? H'H./H.e.m.