nonpayment disconnect...

outside looking in
as the sun breaks to dawn
antithesis rising while
antipodes pushes and pulls
and everything somehow moves on
I am still--hear

dark whispers under guises
salivating for opportunity to spring
see them twist and
flop and
distort the brought forth to bring
I am afloat--above--listening

feel the wave
a sonic thrust, a throbbing pulse
cock-like in its penetration
cunt-like in its embrace, its grip
undeniable absolute penetration
I wear a condom

I stand firm the improvisational
a spontaneous non-adherent
overrun by hordes of mongols
out maneuvered by napoleon flank
tread under by hitler tank
I am a war-torn band aide

hear the twang
of bent strings and stretched chord
ageless folk relaxing
the working stiff adrift on flex time
too drained to be bored, too taxing
I exist unemployable

so many waving freedom of flags
so many marching for
so many arms
so few feats
so freedom from spouts the ex-corp whore
dripping from all the political spittle

tabled for expedience pleasures
are such issues of public importance
secondary to political gain thus worth
yet projecting an abhorrent adorance
swooned by the speculative analytic
I am cunt-struck but not pussy-whipped