I've lost my power she said
Encapsulating reality
Succinctly, in a whirl of incoherence
Did you get my package
Too deep to fathom with a dearth of oxygen and retinue of gaspy happy drugs
Reaching toward Ritz ungrasped
Or a last fling to the new people in scrubs,
A change of scenery bleak but preferable
Flew the cuckoo nest to perch in a vulture amusement park
Free, too free, too powerful
To subdue.
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Little Boy Nazis, too powerful to imbue with other,
Decrepit focus on infinitesimal nihilism
A Germanic fairytale
Susceptible to imprinting
An easy target with a streusel tooth, there at NASA, Hanford, Alamogordo
Mom a month old as her great uncle developed the oil to crush the foe
Into new plastic forms cosmetics, fertilizer, jet fuel,
Too powerful and beyond control, mind diverting rationality
Father zapped away but still there, injustice became the standard measure,
Books and an early marriage to my father homesteading among like hippy
The back to earth pinnacle works for awhile, as the not sees grow back spore by koch by spore.
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