Cynical, But not Against Charles B.

Taking a stand against 

obnoxious verse culture

requires

ham

lettuce and

tomato, then

Bread.

bread man

loads of it

Dagwood reflexivity

relativity

and facebook

as giant amoeba cellphone nipple ring

but still chiming that olden tune

you've got mail

loads of it

like a junk in the hong kong sea

bobbing 

driven by the ministers that be

alright i guess whatever

it's just poetry

it's not my job

i just do it when i'm bored

which is most of the time

because well

there's no gratis zeppelins to tibet

for the likes of me

and like Kamandi

the world is comically at war

dogs and monkeys

warring over facial underwear

floppy bits

and whether murder

MOTHER MURDER

i think i've got a kung fu hangover

48 hours!

look

human culture is well

it's obnoxious at this point

i mean 

i like it okay

but really

who am i to say

and you really can't beat it when 

i claim it's the earth's earth afterall

i'm just renting

this mr. microphone szpwaermbot

until 

Mrs. Mxyzptlk

arrives on her chrome horse-shoe crab

leading her army of giant sky-blue robotic zeppelin-shrimp

which carry a horrible birthday cake

made from all the forever lost

and splendid

planetary potential...

I just wanted an aquarium staircase

or maybe to visit a sky city called Atlantis modeled after Sogo

or maybe just a ham sandwich

with a tribe called quest

for fire.

"Is this criticism?"

(the damage was done long long ago, once upona time).