The Cotton Mouth
Eric Blasco
5000 year to build ‘em up
50 to watch ‘em tumble
Cotton mouth contrails
in the rubble
of lost cities,
and new trouble.
Bumble bee jets drop
burning brand cigarettes
See the smoke settle
in the hot sand kettles
Twisted knots like pretzels
at the distance of TV sets.
Not you average ravaging
destruction
Savage vultures grow fatter
from failed reconstruction
Stuff bellies with
the grease of the dead
Growing meaner and meaner
in the head
As numbers, blunders,
figures spread
From the Mid-East-West-North
and South
Trace the contrails
of the cottonmouth
It writes PEACE
in the sands of time
Couldn’t be seen about
Through the refined
party line
It’s party time
Pop the cork,
hear the crunched bones
of human reduction
Snap crackle, pop-culture-
luncheon
Snicker, violent seduction
lights camera Action!
get ready for pre-emptive
pre-production.
100% guaranteed Satisfaction.
