White ambivalence kicks in.
It smarts.
A whiff will do it
for the passerby
to rasie quick the cape.
Within the way of the sloth
implicit the order laminated as me
odd foldings
strengthened a shade animistic
meld slow & easy
tween the scratching post
& the hangtime.
Exquisite inappropriate attention
private in aberrant detail
I flick my middle finger,
pirouette, dance in a honey circle!
Slow & instinctive
I low & skewer the public status quo.
I am all for a picnic.
One mighty day
downwind backslope
tidal mushroom cloud fast pokes
blindside a razor chasing beards round pylon masques
directing fonal face time frames. I spur
prod my wheels
mesh green flesh with horns
& herd waxed hoofs
machined smart to an automatic rifle
in a vacant condominium overlooking
a wonderful view of the Hollywood Freeway.
This is Bill Morrison's first appearance in Gnome.