Still Grinning
It’s the mythic mystic
decrypting hieroglyphics
Egyptian piscus like vesica, fix this
Eye-like lens inward to focus on reminiscent
coincidences and say word.
Grinning with a sarcastic smirk works fantastic
as plastic lurks inevitable,
We’ll weather it though.
Imagination hurts!
Oh, these drastic herds
of human cattle and battles of war.
What kind of tattered realities
rattle the rabble to roar, scabbard and sword
strapped like seat belt.
Heat felt in all vicinities from Seattle to shores
of foreign soil.
The fall is beginning
in every heart and mind to boil
over the brim and when
the simmering spoil spills,
hits flame, and fuels the fires of the mortal coil,
I’ll still be grinning.
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