The Village’s Idiot
If you can film it, it’s not real, just so you know.
—Carrie Fischer
livid mousse
entrapped
upon the
concrete
sphere / it’s
been ass
essed that
justice is
only just
but thru the
looking glass,
you see
/ not
tonight to
ward off
all the
schools —
in bluest
tooth to
winnow
all but
the hoop
iest loop
iest min
now the
house :
the zaf
tigest
whaliest
goof of
a house /
a sub
species
all of its
self / it feigns
pains to plan
the plan
that’ll — men
acing — soon
be panned /
because only
the pomp
ous know
the ult
imate traj
ectory of
the snap
of the pan
orama that
is shot /
but oof! /
alas, it lands
but / ouch! /
a smidge to
the south
and beyond
the pond
erosa and its
yet not pet
rified inhab
itants / who
were only
just about
to send their
annual school
of papooses off
to ponderosa
kindergarten /
because papa
ooses are a
sign that you
are a papa, you
see or do not
see / but soon
instead its den
izens are frantic,
fanning poose
less flames for
life (as zip!
they make like
vacuees and flee!) —
resembling most
the dangling fat
flat-screen tee
vees each once
decreed a home
— and I do mean
verily! mean
If you can film it, it’s not real, just so you know.
—Carrie Fischer
livid mousse
entrapped
upon the
concrete
sphere / it’s
been ass
essed that
justice is
only just
but thru the
looking glass,
you see
/ not
tonight to
ward off
all the
schools —
in bluest
tooth to
winnow
all but
the hoop
iest loop
iest min
now the
house :
the zaf
tigest
whaliest
goof of
a house /
a sub
species
all of its
self / it feigns
pains to plan
the plan
that’ll — men
acing — soon
be panned /
because only
the pomp
ous know
the ult
imate traj
ectory of
the snap
of the pan
orama that
is shot /
but oof! /
alas, it lands
but / ouch! /
a smidge to
the south
and beyond
the pond
erosa and its
yet not pet
rified inhab
itants / who
were only
just about
to send their
annual school
of papooses off
to ponderosa
kindergarten /
because papa
ooses are a
sign that you
are a papa, you
see or do not
see / but soon
instead its den
izens are frantic,
fanning poose
less flames for
life (as zip!
they make like
vacuees and flee!) —
resembling most
the dangling fat
flat-screen tee
vees each once
decreed a home
— and I do mean
verily! mean
while the floof
amid the roiling
boom kaboom
that sent his
whizzbang bowl
ing ball a-whistle /
he sees it whiz
right thru the soon
burnt forest only
to land / alas!
just south and
past the pond
erosa / never
the less sending
its scurried
swath of
habitants
and their
swiftly
scooped
papooses fran
tically into
the now burnt
forest / but
at the house
of the fanged
and grim
aced floop,
said ploop —
with purse
less lipless
lips reminiscent
of poop ... /
... removes
its ghostish
eye of mottled
head from scope —
looks yonder
to the other
livid side of
the livelong
room — to
wards its conic
onlookers —
who’ve all but
not yet un-lived
in this expanse-
expense- ive
room each
once called
living / they
tick-guffaw
like purloined
hearth-ridden
seahorses soon
enflamed : a life
less opera once a
wash in well-ton
icked follicules . . .
amid the roiling
boom kaboom
that sent his
whizzbang bowl
ing ball a-whistle /
he sees it whiz
right thru the soon
burnt forest only
to land / alas!
just south and
past the pond
erosa / never
the less sending
its scurried
swath of
habitants
and their
swiftly
scooped
papooses fran
tically into
the now burnt
forest / but
at the house
of the fanged
and grim
aced floop,
said ploop —
with purse
less lipless
lips reminiscent
of poop ... /
... removes
its ghostish
eye of mottled
head from scope —
looks yonder
to the other
livid side of
the livelong
room — to
wards its conic
onlookers —
who’ve all but
not yet un-lived
in this expanse-
expense- ive
room each
once called
living / they
tick-guffaw
like purloined
hearth-ridden
seahorses soon
enflamed : a life
less opera once a
wash in well-ton
icked follicules . . .
