Semi-conductor signals. Code is law.
Political scientists in the hallway.
Muttering in amazement.
The red tide. The dark orb closer.
Back in the Reagan Eighties.
Central banking. Pyramid power.
Ketchup is a fruit. The aisles,
candy corrupt. Bankers waving
from high towers. More candy,
dropping still. Then nothing at all.
Rainmaker, rainmaker where art thou?
Spaghetti sorcerers. Duplitous
readers of Ayn Rand. By now seamless,
their creation. Green into digits,
digits to green. Bar code greeters
say welcome, welcome.
Run our machines, then pay.
Steel strings. Puppet flesh.
Bred to be consumers.
Golden toilets of gravity.
A schema defying physics.
Grubs & mice & scheduled rain.
All evaporating upward.
The sky is a gas lake, a gas sea.
The clouds, floating turpentine.
The enterprise always prevails.
- Douglas McDaniel,
Tolleson, Arizona
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