Poem: Marrooned
‘Marrooned
…the…sandman…was…easy…
Th e Eas ter Bu nny wa s Ne X’d out
Tune in, little dude, tune in, tiny dude, tune in
to hear the argument, while they are stuffing
COLORED boxes under a dead tree, colored balls,
a child’s present in wails the
now the tooth fairy, that was touGh boogie-man’s
(‘cause he has never had a dollar in his pockEt always the last
you got nothing but a hole in your mouth) To go
whO Then, Doctor L., came the time to pUt away all of your sTupid things
puts Stanford, or was that USC?, the government, the DEA, even psychology
those things Turn on the off ramp to Disillusionment DEA
in your nose? ...there’s a sign post up ahead, next stop...
*black* and *white* and *institional blue*
things getting strange tl? evolution a little forced?
That pink-gray cauliflower *old rOse*,perched atop the celery stalk, doing the talking now *lime green*
*tangerine* you are what you eat - *cherry red*
more Fruit of the rotted rye? *turquoise*
Blast off! TSL-31 *permanent green light*
from earth *dirt color*
*red* Past mars, the rings of sAturn *rainbow*
past uRanus, *raw sienna hotel* *Reno*
*glow-in-the-dark black* to some unknown black hole, to
Drop out on the other sIde*burnt umber*
*whoa, more rainbows* to See the swirling rainbows
turning *fluorescent brown*
Now
Here comes the death fairy *mood indigo*
A dollar for your soul
the When are you going to realize
That when you wake up *a whiter shade of pale*
boogie-man You’ll have no place to spend
Oh, when are you going....knows *marooned*
(2015)
