Unfocused

Bleached hands, chip and chatter, East of Eden,
callouses on the Bible body made for the big screen.

Say what you would say if you arrested me, and
'It is accomplished'. Lo and Behold the metaphor!

Smooth criminal, minimal white flag, smooth Shem
semenised the Bitch Dress, and we wear, spinning reams

and reaming

          and reams

                       


Of meaning we saw Mickey Mouse in the garden of Eternity
Throwing spades with the Ace of Arabia.
Asses follow asses in the garden of Babylon, speaking
in tongues, tongues that lick the gunshots off
His big black cock of saviour.
Check, check, will he call? as the noose of Lincoln
ties tighter on a shore full of whores,
parading their tan skinned, buck-skinned; bar-coded sphincters
they are mother property, out on the flop.