The uppers are upon us
naturally you knew this but were not prepared to look up
resting elbows in boiled egg scalps
just to let you know they’re floating plumply above us.
They have come to remove you from your zone
come to snap the spine right out of your plight
and poke your jellied remains into the sodden soil they now own.
What they’d do for their heritage
hairy tidges prodding hymens into silver alleyways
relining streets with plaques engraved for the dukes and bad bankers
playing piano in the eternally rewinding jazz lab lounges of hell
Collapse heralded by massacres and on screen demonstrations
of re-enactments of plays written by bastards for bastards about the beautiful and the brave
released August 9, 2016
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