for if i am
stabbed to death by an unmasked man
will i have died needlessly from covid
this gonzo omerta-psychedelia
lubricates the not so novel notion..
ah if only he had taken the vaccine
and had placed a mask on while being stabbed
that selfish soldier would still be alive today
he misunderstood this most peaceful stabbing
he is an ex gen-exer
so of no great loss
he died his way
so let it be written..
and so shall it be written..
star chamber oracles opine
echo chambers comply
pronouncements amplify the ouija variants
trial balloons softly clang
the shorted bet sings noel
the chaos order rides at perihelion..
whereupon coroneted marionets ambit swept
the darned engines glistering carmine
the downy inflection point
the tinny singularity imperium
the blow-up shepherds synth pad the glissando illusion
eat my sine waves..
immersing immersing the darkly ambient tundra
the estranged
the channelled
the sinking sand synergy
densely populated abandoned cities
stoked checkpoints float on smart skylines
regular fries for the swarming timeline..
omnipresent matt hancock on television
wherever you are there i am
i gaze up to uber oumuamua
for cosmic cow consciousness circling this system
i only pretend to ask for a friend..
matt hancock gently reassures us
things will only get a little worse
it hurts me more than it hurts you
he wishes us to unite or take some blame or something..
bless..
on a tear with the tiers
will an incoming tier six soon tickle us sillier
you must now also social distance from yourself
and then..will that be that..
so gentle viewer here is what to do
breathe in only through your anus
then hold your breath tight until you collapse
and when you are again semi-conscious
jump three metres away from where you were
then welcome in tier seven
this time jump at least three-and-a-quarter metres..
okay that would make sense..
again and again and on and on
become the social distance long jump olympian
be a star at the tokyo games
even though the games will not be..
soon the petrodollar playstation will kamikaze
the wastelands surging
ghost notes for imploding printers
signatures of hardcore background radiation..
the loneliness of the social distance long jumper
vanishing within the vapour trail of kings
once every twenty-four hours
make sure to replace your anus
apparatus
share a drink with your ice cubes
embrace vitamin d-sceptics
buy some shares in fizzy pfizer fauci antiseptic
and never be the wrong kind of denier
the new salem witch trials require
your burning ears induced to gurn for hire
to slay light with fire
slay light with fire..
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