Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

Not Happy Until I’m Surviving… (MV)

bared my chest
you view an animal
heavy cranium with lantern jaw
now a long jowl of glass
withstanding heat
that destroys the physical shell

in hell, tissue, bone, teeth
more impervious than metal

bared my soul
you can torch that, too
survive ensuing tsunamis, hurricanes,
volcano blasts and land interruptions

let’s go nuclear, weapons amasser,
and see if a cockroach survives
fallout of your winters,
after bright night hailstorms

but the necessary casualties,
anything buried in impervious sand,
teeth I collect, wear like mementos
of the soldiers who fell
in ignorant duty to master

you can’t kill what’s fictitious
unless the story awash, lost
in a corked glass drum floating
an eternal sea, hopeful arriving
to shores like mine in sand

your holograph army stands
in halls of mirrors strategically placed
I hide behind the directed, pull cords

in darkness my big head hides
with a Cheshire smile aglow

And only you know the cost
from flamethrowers to torch a village
to a weapon that dooms us all.

I’m not a dinosaur, but your relic
of an ignorant, tyrant war, when,
my dumb head entered a small den…
looking for direction, not rhetoric
from dystonic to Machiavellian
warbling.


5.17.23

Unedited or fully ideated
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