Contaminating

Single tenement fluke
contaminating
what remains.
Its remains
stain the ground
with a stench
from the decaying
agèd of the culture.

City dweller flies
buzz out a search
through squinting eyes:
narrowness of vision
is a proportionate reaction
to reading the good book.

Ignorowledge consumes and devours,
leaving a sand dune landscape
populated by the sad,
the homeless, the disaffected -
engulfed by incomprehensibility.

Hey evangelical assholes,
your reverences are misdirected
and selfish aims reflected
by cockroach infested
high tower edifices imaginatively erected
upon liquid foundations - uninspected:
superstition reigning supreme.

High prod tension entangles ganglia
until synapses are packed away
in a box somewhere - a safe
depository generates no interest
upon account ledgers or property
values, repudiating net worth.

GOVERNMENTS SHOVE
THEIR SHIT
RIGHT BACK
UP OUR ASSES!

Wharves of tears -
crystallized, echoed voices
of penguins - inflame
upon polar icecaps
to mere cries
of their hopeless
anguish
enveloping
existence.

EXAMINED SENSATION
MUST REMAIN
THE UNDERCURRENT
OF EVERY MOMENT!

Borne indignity
is always
born in dignity.

This is an edited version of a poem which was originally titled Contamination and published with that title by Eleventh Transmission on March 3, 2008 in their Vol II Issue 3. A link to the archived publication has been placed on the right column (8 poems on Eleventh Transmission).