Prolegomena
by Thomas Piekarski

     
    The slew of unholy ruffians that curtail governance
    can’t stand on its own two feet. We’ve fed the lion
    too much. Nothing that grows or breathes will find
    everlasting bliss. Brazen and loutish, with tongues
    flapping in a stiff wind, revisionist jokers bloviate.
    An inebriated buckaroo dances high up on a girder.
    Those new species generated from the storm surge
    expedited to center stage. Minds oscillate. Expired
    lessons are stored in missing vaults. Continual rain
    floods farms as chickens get swept away in creeks.
    Planets cascade down all around us going ballistic.
    Tinkerbell, Popeye, Athena, and Shakespeare head
    a parade, goose-stepping before hysterical gorillas.
    Emotions waver. Survival gets riskier each minute.
    Radiators overheat. Anthracite statues of the aliens
    remind us of a more enlightened epoch. Streaming
    from consciousness did electronic tentacles attack.
    His ugly face in the crowd shamefully gets booed.
    The reticent ghost pales. This amplified rhinoceros
    tramples virgin tomato fields. Residual doubts just
    add up to the hole in a donut. The lonely conscript
    goes to war soiling his otherwise clean reputation.
    When the plot thickens it is eligible for last rights.
    Don’t allow love to suck you down into its vortex
    said the blue toad after swallowing his saxophone.
    Afterlife is won by the top bidder who’s flat broke.
    Yesterday it seemed so certain, but now forgotten.
    There was a trolley that ran down Central Avenue
    which carried centipedes, ants, cheetahs and steers
    to a land promised by volcanic gods. The fourteen
    musicians awakened from suspended animation do
    much to raise our spirits. Extensive notes are taken
    by investigators of pink worlds. Humans immersed
    in evolution. We highly encourage kissing inmates.
    All art is delivered unto an ever expanding cosmos.
    Our big chance arrived once the dawn split in half.
    
    
Packingtown Review – Vol. 20, Fall 2023

Thomas Piekarski is a former editor of the California State Poetry Quarterly. His poetry has appeared in such publications as The Journal, Poetry Salzburg, Modern Literature, The Museum of Americana, South African Literary Journal, and Home Planet News. His books of poetry are Ballad of Billy the Kid, Monterey Bay Adventures, Mercurial World, and Aurora California.

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