damaged jealous things


DAMAGED JEALOUS THINGS





At the apex of summer, they ---the spiders ---

they had  a hard time of it, of coming through

the wax in his ears to reach the lush desert ,

the site and throbbing tissue of madness

in the brain of the Janus Messiah.



At the apex of summer, his left-leering compass

jazzed and polarized them to rite-riots.

Blondes ---so it seemed to them ---the spiders --

tend to reign by elections ,

to rain in a sand castle burned in 1812.



As American vodka is damned to do,

he cursed the media bitches at the apex of summer

for raping his witches,

ravishing his patriotic jelly-roll.

Militant, the Janus Messiah tweet-muscled himself.



Consubstantial with his father and his sons,

thrice divisive, he noise-slapped the opioid enslaved

at the apex of summer, and they --the spiders ---

slender-threaded neurons and synapses

in the lush but deadly desert of his mind.





Jerry W. Ward, Jr.                            August 24, 2017




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