Self Destruction :: Ryan Munson

Gravity leak on the nine sang the dronebot Tinker
Foreseer like the tentacles slurp on the unknown seed
And next the ghetto birds wail get out get out
But alas the chains spit when driving at the sun
Nova Child and Tealeaf make eyes like dragon wing
Yet the elders laugh when the Rainbows jettison
Again and again and again.

Last chance yon Cleefoot Echo and All Grapeskin
Magic hats or helmets for the party laser tide

We’ve reached the critical meltdown temp, Atlas
And the Moon Man left trapped without such gills
So Say So Sorry skirt past the merry- go- round
Hesitate for streaming statues omen like wind
Jondoe’s breath under a glaze of nothing and panic
When the belt crimps the flesh or monkeys ape the
Golden decay as in fairytales maybe spheres and cones
maybe fears and bones!

OTHER WORKS

THUS AS OUR THANKS

Ode to the many sweat dreams
That saunter on November chills
The children are gifts like smiles
The wash between sun and downy leaf
So falling bliss hits are the eyes...

OH HAZEL NIGHT

Oh hazel night your street lamps dot the way
Until they vanish from my sight
And speak to the independence of a dawning day
The tickle drops they pass between two worlds
Between infinite tomorrow and yawns from yesterday...