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First and foremost, let me president the podium… Thank you.You’ll have to pardon my patois. I am not the walrus but the raconteur; trust that I do not recant. Consumer closer child, I am not spewing nil, but rather data. Good, now listen to this fable and don’t donkey about any longer.
God alone is the mogul of fate.
You are his prerogative.
What?! You don’t believe me? Well, just contact the celestial being, telescope heaven. I’m sure he’s home. Oh, or just lazarus to heaven, but you will have to die first.
Oh you’ve simply got to go, and it’s swell. Will you take the quick or the scenic route? Eh, it’s irrelevant anyway.
When you do get to the golden gates have a cigarette with Saint Peter and ask about his trip to Rome. Stanley Cooper is probably there too. If you see Mary, browbeat her a bit for me, she was the consumer cartel’s surrogate. Forage in the prostitute but don’t burn the virgin. Oh, and don’t forget to Hobnob with the highbrows, but don’t try on their form of persuasion. Forgo their pandering, and you will win the sortie; by the way, up there you will have to lose that party if you want to hang out.
--Sorry, I have to let my dog out, come here Conglomerate. Go capitalist outside!
Where was I? Oh Yes.--
Can you schlep this present to Jesus, it is my soul.
Parrot this to him:
Jesus I’m sorry I delved your daughter, I thought your motto was turn her…thy cheek. I hope we can look back on this and laugh when I am old. Best of luck old man.
Ok, well I’ll let you get on your way…
Safe travels my freud, you’re a real mensch for doing this.
In fact you’re my hierophant. You’ll have to write and tell me what you thought of heaven. Oh and by the way, your American flag graced the ground, but you don’t have to burn it.
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Author /Jordan Ateshzar
email/ jateshzar@mail.unomaha.edu
Are you dancing or writing? No but seriously, I could be wrong but you are making a mockery of the nomos or convention, dig the concept. But your vocab is all over the place, who uses those words? I am not saying we shouldn't, buts it like this if you want to convey something real then think about the audience, lest what is the point of expression. You seem very egoistical in the poem, aloof. You should have your nuts cut off, then would you use those words? And be too cool to continue the poem by taking the dog out. haha, seriously don't take it personally. On a positive note, I like your nouns as verbs, and your use of prose as proetry is good. get it proetry. keep it up.
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should have mentioned it's a collage poem. sorry.
ReplyDelete"buts it like this if you want to convey something real then think about the audience, lest what is the point of expression...."
ReplyDelete-poor concept.