“It is better to create than to learn! Creating is the essence of life.”

The rudest man on the planet said:

Brutus tastes of flies, and
Caesar tastes like a top hat of girls.

Caesar wears
a top hat of girls
and Brutus pops out
the top.

The rudest man on the planet said:

I am a carrot who says,

"What's up, Cock?"

Caduceus,
your twin Brutus-headed snakes
guard the cock of Pop-eye..

[Seizure}

So sure of itself, so safe
on the shelf, where the saying
is sent, but, what is saying
not sent but a gulf for a

diamond boar boned
hegemoney whore moan
Klansman coffee table
or shower of petty force
cartilage, the raw,
and the crooked.

a grim weeper steps out from behind
the fountain of dancing robots

[a wig of beetles pretending to be snakes}

its pipe-organ mask
gesticulates
like a tiny audience of flies

this pipe organ is vast
like a library of pixie dust
whose hands are a fire
of dragonflies

dragonflies attack Brutus' eyes
as Caesar Pop-eye laughs,
a gagagaga {calligraphic flourish]:


THEY'LL EAT YOU BRUTUS!

NOW EVERYBODY!

LET'S DANCE!