evolution & revolution

i am a spank of silver coins
crash through the music with abrasion
it jukebox shuffles the throat: intonation
tongue grooving, needle, perusing
and we dig around in the filth
to get our fingers razored bloody
the discombobulated jigsaw
the locative sense of our grounding
i feel like a foundling
here in the cold wilderness
of music absence

someone hits the cymbal
and the symbol crashes
through the allegorical stand-up comedian
the arche…

i am the unmitigated gun
i am the bastard son
this is act three and i'm going off
smoking like the red herring
that draws attention away from the shooter
we traced it back via pollutant
to the thoughtstream rapist
who fucked us over
and left us wrapped in comfort blanket rag of flag
like patriotism's a body bag
and all the hooks in books will snag
and drag us down by our conscience
until we are doomed to be unconscious
muttering in our uneasy s…

kerouac dreaming, buzz screaming
i'm eclectic it, infect it
circumspect hit to reflect hit
of a jazz brush drumming style
that whispers in poet ear
like soft rain thrumming
in the background like radiation

we are cooking slower than an ambience
that seeps in under the door
varnishes the floor
and leaves before the sandwiches are triangulated
between the guy who made them, the cat who eats them
and the girl who serves them, smiling
all the…

what they say they want and what they want
are separated by a distance of denial
spun through the arc of a time trial
that breaks thoughts into disjointed words
that only make sense when you add context in
where things start and end to re-begin
the breakagees often seem extreme
but people stumble over them as if in a dream
justifications spinning out in the weave
there's no real desire to deceive
just a free-fall inability to stop
once the pattern has…

forgetful flag waver you waiver
your equality is for one group only
it's why people burn flags
it's why people lay down arms
and step back from other's fights
because some are only allies in the moment
where they stand to gain ground
and never utter a sound
as others are marched away
over time the emotions starched away
seep back in like suggestion of cancer
and under mind and undermined
the surface collapses into the depths
and dragging in pan…