on the trail of tears trial,
vita man encounters mine her
all beneath his hard shell self
at the door of the law,
made especially for her out
of the promise rings of saturn.
planetary potentiality meets rotational gravity always already,
and it’s the onset of an onslaught
turning chalk grey into vino tinto.
happily ever after tires quickly
as subluxation strip club cave man
swings his lone ranger tonto
adjustable order to pull hair to his liking.
prometheus is rising, and brutus con carne
warms the chilly to stuff the hot birdie.
a trophy whiff, bright and shining,
puffs out his blood rich chest.
**** a duck’s decoy comes into play
to shoot disorder and confuse
the natural order of the disco.
the lights refuse to balance
the dark ages of youth and vermouth,
and instead block the body
to steal your face and deface book,
and the grateful dead smile.
songs to raise the dead canter
bury, and la petite mort cometh again.
swallowing swallows serious surreal serpentine syrup,
shank shoved and saw shawls zipper.
tears work on hard cases
with the exception of mister softie.
vita man encounters mine her
all’s symbolic campbell’s primordial soup,
and holds cymbals ready to clash minerals
lung power in two gun powder.
butter flies over margaret’s margarine psyche soul,
untouchably touching the pure bread companion,
amuse for the muse miming dainty dante.
dick’s kite flytraps venus and icarus’s ears are burned off.
so much for the womb man to take but fuel for the cauldron.
don’t touch!
the pearl holds the earl’s treasure chest.
thrush doesn’t trust rush,
and rust calls in the spring to dust.
siblings gang in legion
to ignore ignorance and dance in glee.
an ultimate intimate stroke of the pen knife,
atom brussel sprouts split soup,
and pea fames defames face book shame.
mummified fried mineral courts quart quartz
to no available chemistry
class crystals cream cremated corn,
and beneath it all the dead wait on the planck scale
to weigh an other few million years
on the trail of tears trial.
Leila Samarrai 