some of them will quickly find a new host
some of them will refound the refined god in prison

several of them will spawn a new network of amoral winners named “the alpha seeds”
winners don’t pause to bury the losers

on tv
numbness is a viewer’s duty
don’t get caught looking too sharply
appreciation relies on your acquiescence
here’s lookin at you, kid
it’s a news cycle
fraught with peril and
natural selection belies the hype about indemnity
per sure a gadget widgingly pluperfect in a post manufacturing economy sells preshares oversea, airs
on that bounding mane (mainly) for short term profiting a short life
damn you, worker!

clearly the future is seen into scattering species before your onslaught

insects have deadly weapons, betterint you?

The one true story is here untold of
monumentally yourself
dashingly familiar
but refreshingly arcane
leading the first charge into neoterror
you look upon a midnight clear and
harvesting your hazy october moon glow
it’s written in your face – fecundity –
in corn ears and grin –
and your good earth overwhelms your evangelical nihilism
and you rise from the fertile ground with ploughshares sprung swords
and vote your continuance
evolution style
in good measure then close the barn door behind
else the Gov’ment might eat yer chickens

still you thrive
(or wither)
(THRIVE)

I’m just waiting on your glory in my recliner
I’m just flexing my joints to keep them active in case I ever need to join.