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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

"Altered peach"

The hot dog’s wrapper is also eaten
by the newly-outposted alien,
while a real gnome sobs openly on
an ornamented lawn.

How many people is it get buried in, 
you know, a flying Superman pose?
And does Coors really kill a werewolf?  
—there are some things here we just need to know.

Microwave-unsafe things admit their
weakness and then move on.
The new underground baby-fighting ring
almost always ends in a draw.

The poor synesthete’s sense of smell
went deaf about four years ago –
the ensuing confusion was something
strange, not seen before.

A test frog just got eaten by an altered 
peach bred for aggression.
Afghanistan’s tiny leap forward, smuggling intel
on the space program out of Suriname.

Secrets survive to keep the peace
that they kill when they die.
Still, when the sins on earth change, turns out hell’s gotta free
the poor bastards who were paying the price.

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