authority rising...

beware the neo-eco-aristocracy
they want your allegiance
beware their battle cries with flags a waving
they want you to die for them
beware the bone they toss
it's tax deductible
beware the new american way
it has nothing to do with truth and justice
beware their sell
they'll pump and dump
short term pops at your expense
beware their god
he will supposedly take care of you
so they don't have to

A politely aloof yee-haw!

Here in the upper northwest flats,
Mud caked over clams,
Oysters shot and crab in pot,
Rivers clogged with salmon traffic jams.

Where the delta swims surf up
And laps the foothills most abrupt,
There exists this subliminal click,
An eco-mental intellectual hick,
A folksy brew for all to chew.

Its music absorbed,
Its reason adored,
Time spent relishing the eloquent,
This hick transcends the vacant hell-bent,
It tramps though dullard thicket to vent.

It swings beyond dust infested Texas,
This hick was not raised over-lugged,
Nor calmed by expenditures of excess,
Or four by four'd because we are bored,
This hick's meme is under no such drug.

Covered in moss on north face trunk,
Smelling of time honed saltwater spunk,
This hick applies the deceptive poetic,
It plays in the fog, it rolls in the bog,
Now ain't that all quite undeservedly pathetic.

on the road... again

I read Kerouac and my head blows up,
sizable partitioned excessive baggage,
the gray matter hurls in all directions.
And in the middle; a soul-like core,
--radiant, nuclear, searing to the touch,
and it's all because in part 2-2
and on my particular book's page 117
and from the time stamped 1947
one Dean Moriarty exclaims that he
and his compatriots are all a band of Arabs
coming in to blow up New York.
We've all been following the wrong profit,
the real bible is "On the Road",
or it's just another bloody coincidence...