Saturday, March 26, 2011

FREE THE METAJIN!

an infiniti sharpie mobile
nestled in my earcanal, breathing in
pupils and exhaling colleges
when suddenly

amoeba
crucified
on an
eye-phone

the vivisectionist splendor
attended by a global cabal
of gumsmacking
beamers ala brumaire
ala micro-brew-mare

the amoeba wriggles
and the eye-phone takes
whole being uploads
to attend the palm-sized
crucial-fax

magnetic nodules
injected into the amoeba's
skin migrate to their preassigned
positions

the touch screen
has become
a tormentor's
configurator

some japanese mutants,
part cellphone, part amoeba,
part re-puropsed spara-parta
rush the pad with heavy metal
paddle gauntlets
and free the divine jelly being
which immediately get delivered
some pressurized helium dongles
for its static ports
so as to float and navvy

its skin turns silver
and its body brancusi-bird like
as it darts away

gone to rejoin
the metajin
in sky-city amoeba!