While Dancing Elsewhere the Mortise
Our sleeping bag caprices, long ago,
meant garnering toadstools.
Counting mulligans in sacks (at secured
Bringing on hiccups, worrying over
insidious adult behavior,
Inviting others to sip, slurp, revel.
Our lives' zeniths went realized.
Yet, we demimondes couldn't know the
best of intuition, or of spiritual healing
(Young things' seemingly ritualized
procurement of memories most resembles
The face of pressure, the limbs of
cruelty, the corpse of assimilated opinions,
As husbanded by growing up, lines of
white powder, and expensive whiskey).
Situations culling pointless stress
might have, at times, nearly thrived, endured bombings.
Nonetheless, thereafter, events: bumped
along odd swellings (egg shell specks on stoops),
Safely transversed thousands of
landlocked miles (envisioned by adolescent suggestions),
Lived with dementia, crashed on ice,
celebrated relatively shiny things' weird howling.
So, philosophunculists pushed
superfluous negotiations, poured no peer-level succor.
Would-be manipulators prevented collapse
only when blending teachers' and DJs'
Cognitive behaviors; such fronting
altered enough caustic discourse to again fly carefully
Alongside orchestrated cabals.
Impractical boys and girls held fast to grownup "truths."
Extent ideals carried on,
notwithstanding enforced learning schedules, the strop of status.
Kids' supersonic cosmic oboes, mentions
made of adhering to regular studies of death,
Impressive conquests, as well, annealed
almost everyone, including friends hovering
Paths to emotional bankruptcy, dreamt
matchmaking, engineered kindnesses, money.
That's why "influential" partiers
sidestepped struggles, pain, unicorns, rain, cantaloupes
(Teen sparking employs gentling words,
sails to locations known for weathered trust).
Social thresholds, more than
self-righteousness' triumph over eager, eye-wide imaginations,
Changed once cameras began rolling.
Interpersonal talk, too, became especially variable.
Judge madrone trees as affording
deficient forestry for tuataras, for bridging distance.
Know, all that "nudging under tables,"
when well distributed, made for baby phooey,
Lacked mention of vital worry, loud
coughing, dripping tears, snot, even as it exulted,
Wrongly, places mutual buddies consulted
over eviscerated environments, and deceived.
A paradox or two, however three, got
conveyed by heralded outsiders' "new" ideations.
Children cowered, dispersed, took cover,
left compounds enough for idle state prisons
(Some puzzle boxes, keyed or not, demand
business as usual, insist on payment, bite often).
It's dumb to tell a lass that you love
her, while dancing, elsewhere, the mortise and tenon.
Broken Mouse Ears
Broken mouse ears stay behind (such
Roommates, beyond halfsies paid on gas
Learn fending without salacity, minor
No matter the mission, editors complain
Texts don't lucubrate, disappoint as
Never causes sacramouches to be culled
Contra fuliginous cats, skies, lovers'
Transform purviews on paying
On using skim milk, on flossing
Peripatetic others, all feral during
Thrill more than bingo wins,
Sold, even habituated wakings; dawn's
Hiding behind heliconia leaves does
nothing for temp
Agencies' scrum. Decades of suffered
Likewise, falter when producing
Unions based on priapic design, after
Or "lose;" few grownups like to
Salient trophies, plutocratic partners