Unmoving creatures
Is famous to bosom
As poet is to illiterate
Opposite and therefore unimportant?
Tethered and territorial
Unwavering appendages
Unmoving creatures
Are we these bright dead things?
You can find us among these bright dead things.
You can find me under the shade of a weeping willow contemplating the radical nature of life
And floating through a checkerboard wormhole
You can find me in surrealist wonderland
Reading these melting clocks and floating apples
You can find me where the wild things are
I am militant
I am militantly insane
I am responsible in preserving the insanity and not letting it slip into deadbeat normalcy
Even when I can feel myself
Inching closer
To that not so distant beige and fluorescent world
Made in the USA
Oh say can you see
Me
Surrendering myself to the wrath of the media
The land of the
Control
Alt
Delete
The mind
Copy paste
Duplicate
Patriotic clones
And the home of the free
From the burden of having a vibrant imagination
God bless America
God bless poets
We are these unmoving creatures
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