All We “Jews” Have Gone Astray
Seasonal Sonnet
mastas mit mastiffs salivating over slaves in auschwitzes we cannot close down or forget what was a nazi’s a jew today. Zigarette? lyndsey england -- dog leashes -- faces -- abu ghraibs! Noam Chomsky’s right -- democracy’s done and dusted Shining City on a Hill just The Shining now: The 3 Abrahams duke it out -- Zip! Bang! Boom! Owww! Shelter Island lighthouse, no one can be trussted. I walk the graveyard where I planted the roses in the loamy loam of shat-out empty empires under a sky filled with Nero’s last burning fires, amidst statuary holding useless poses. Well, winter is coming and soon we’ll be living in caves again, full of wonder and misgiving.
Radially fascinated, radically feeling eyeballed
And rubber necke'd at the start
After circling any wagons that we believe on wheels we'll turn liars to believe we closed a circle of friends. I will marker Charlie Brown perfect round face identifications to pretend
On with the subduing of high facial wide openness. In order ratchetingly and evverrything, mechanic and bodily to match bodkin with the new lows. Say that the appearance of three stripes anywhere on your cotton clothes makes you sincerely available to serve food stiff- walking in and out of a kitchen. Then wherever men are struggling to defend each other's last chance business, Ma, you will see me in the cafeteria trying to convince Dudes to enjoy the some thin drool of a hawaiian punch. Jimi Hendrix had a song about it and seven defensive lines.