when are we gonna wake up
& shake it off & take ahold of
a small immediate destiny that links itself w/ continuity
rather than erasure & deletion
removal & destruction

when are we gonna blink
thick glued eyes wide open to
electricity’s atomized phantoms
sirens sucking juice from brains
curving inward
into a fine black dot
when the plug’s pulled out

when are we gonna get smart & stop playing dumb


old commies look down at shrunk wieners
once hammer sickle furled off hot red poles
telegraph hope spurt code
pronging &
longing
for release & relief

a sheaf of official documents
erupt up into the sky before feathering down
upon bewildered hats