Xenon

the halogen has fallen asleep

the xenon refuses to glow

the copper wiring has been

corroded within the casing

so the circuit cannot connect

the electricity cannot reach

the ground as the state of 

affairs says it should

the fuse is on the verge of blowing

the breaker is on the verge of breaking

not breaking the circuit but

breaking down the circuit

the mind is saying six-twenty-one

to the leader of the seminar

foxtrot uniform charlie kilo

yankee oscar uniform,

messenger-delivery boy-consultant-

silver bullet maker-charlatan-type person

this is what happens after three days of

professional development,

fresh cowpie poetry is masquerading

itself as cool chocolate silk pie

the mental xenon refuses to glow

for the seminar at hand, but the

energy-saver light within charges

the particles evermore

the silver bullet illusion hiding

the truth of low wattage

but the veterans knew that already

and so did the intermediate ones

why not shove this cowshit 

down the throats of the greenhorns?

that's right, you are uniquely

shaped cowpies wet from the

cow's a*****e

nobody is immune from

the pall of failure

and even the modest gains

still tell you that you are

wet cowshit

or that maybe the population

being taught is wet cowshit

and the ones who instruct

have delusions that equate

to wet cowshit

the dead xenon bulb

in the cranium is making

the dead phone-line sound

and so is this pile of

verbose cowshit

you can hear the

low buzzing going

on indefinitely

buzzing onward until the

skyline of Albuquerque appears

then the receiver is replaced

with a shiny silver one that will

end up off the cradle anyway

so the dead noise becomes

dead xenon akin to a

perpetual motion device

buzz, buzz, buzzzzzz.....

just like the ever-present,

effervescent cosmic

background radiation

the state of affairs

always known and

already defined

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You always shoot from the hip with both barrels blazing... we the people are like mushroom, feed a lot of bullshit and kept in the dark.

[Kenneth The Poet]

That's so true. Thank you, Dale.