Yesterday, Today

Abstract

Yesterday
Was a surfeit of conceited farts
Paradise on bubble, arpeggios of
Satieties thrummed the air
Titillations of coital palate, loud
Cannons of cranial feats.
The string pullers? Lords of instant
Extinction and supersonic surfers of
The superhighway…
Some blared deific trumpet of scions
Of Cupid, others
Their Terminator physique, many more
gods’ bits of wood
Revelled in the tintinnabulation of
gold coins
with its power spin-offs…
Yes, Gods roamed the earth
and their worshippers buried
suppliant tapers
to gain themselves Nirvana