the meeting

of acid rock and hard alchemy
on the shores of shangrila (area 51)

they say your soul
is like a toucan beak
trapped in this
shoe of fungus
which mimics a limping
high digger digger

mach one mach two

at area 51
the grey gray aliens
have sewn together
2 or 3 hundred
old rotten politicians
and made a frankenstein centipede
for their children to ride to school
a wild pony of many faded colors
the alien witness protection schools
are not bad ex-stop when
boon skepti pons siddha

siddha yogi sun robber
root stick hypnosis

long tree mind root medusa
snake in storm sky
snake city coagulamp of transparent fish bodies
communing
branches shot through all flesh
trembling manic fishes
connected by dream fungus hair
a palpitating fragile breath
"the groan" which owns the
telephone concession
or something

trembling organs
of nonsensical graffito
wait
they say your soul
is like a middle school
full of old guns, revenants
and witness protection rackets
they say aliens
are made of snakes in the mountains
we are sick goat people here
we ralph with the roots
in a high vision

the lone digger
in its tophat of shovels
is creaking in its bones
as it climbs the soft hill
charging up its mouth machine
for a bellow

this fate is born
overlooking a valley
a valley where something
got stuck

a mutant
ogleatinous elk thing
is mewling plaintively
from the ritually invoked
septic tank parody

the retort
the retort which moves
is its own reward