Wednesday, February 15, 2017

IMPROVISATION#245
INTELLIGENCE

Searching
   for that clue
  that makes you
 tick
with a certain
entertainment value
  with a secret thorn inside
 your well packaged suit
with your power
   and weight
   in your lapel
 your enemy has put in
 a 24/ 7 tape
 capped by a James Bond
third degree cocktail
device that makes you think/ thrice
that has a frozen  microphone
inside the clip and clasp
of your asp on your tie dye
we know who yo are
we watch you
in the college library
  corridors of power
professor Dr. Simon Legree,
in a process of your daily shtick
   of going before the cameras
of the Apparatchiks
with your former mentor
the robotic    Dick Tracy
driving everybody crazy
acting like a reacting little god
    with your fans and assassins
dressed up in a St. Louis outfit
in snow white skins
  with your paper clip bomb
and crisp assignment
  you think is so important
    yet you are impotent
acting like a good sport
though you played
 CIA ,KGB, or STASI
men as women
 or  former Nazi officers
paper shuffling in your pants
 on German T.V. re-runs
of romance
with your fake walking stick
hacking in your computer
behind your ex's back
  expecting anything
  to make you proud
   even your own crowd
of P.H.D's
 happy go lucky
in the so called gimmick
  dept. of the state in mind
intelligence agency
and community
 with  pride into an explosion
   forsaking the pricks
or what life in hallways
is left to take your chance
for isn't life only performance
    art, doing your part
by always fooling others
 of your  sick conscience
 thinking in your silence
  before others
in an intelligence agency's
or community's field
    operations
 you have the key
and fountain of youth
directions down at the Keys
 you received from
the Dixie Chicks
to open the  fountain
before your alleged knees
 of knowledge allegedly
under oath,
at the magic mountain
to quoth Brutus
having met Caesar
  or the Czar
  commissar
with the old Russian
 German spy Tsarina
with Rasputin
on the board of directors
for the new world order
in a time without sin
an actor's replacements
no one is indispensable
or honorable
with discipline
or able to play his/her part
facing a time without
  borders being borderline
and forgetting your pills
for dramatic stills
before a soap operatic day.










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