SEMANTICLOVE
I take your eyes
Your teeth your brain
So progeny-planned
Won’t be a drain
On this new world
So grave and global
Revolving evolving
The mobile Noble.
Where each new car’s
Woman and man
Gel their goals
While sifting bran.
A car for boy
Assertive girl
Where gorgeous plastic
Virtual churl
Subjects herself
To car’s male owner
Sexy-serf…
An hour loaner
Takes his eyes
His teeth his brain
And for a space
Some motherhood feign
Where held down sun
And mad-moon fixed
Doth looms the doom
Though cosmic mixed
And the pursuit of a
Happy high-colonic
Lives with death…
Man’s lusts bubonic.

