A VACATION IN LIMBO

Quadrophonic lipsync vernacular.

Upanishad debutante, lip gel confectionary,

salacious omelet tectonic, born in incendiary hardship,

surveillant to whimspent whimswept oblong fork in the roadblock head, 

Contortion spanning nebulosity,

churning itstorms,

in it boy it's raining tears of microcosmics

in the macrocosm of churnstyle turpidity,

loosing the commodification of nature,

a discomfiture of timely ubiquity,

the surfeit ontology of a survivalist account,

of the metric of time,

change is the vector and victor,

of intersecting will and grace,

the themotocracy of conscripted annulment of comportunity,

distractive of the emulatory,

sifting in the scorn of surefire oblong orbits,

as safe as the nukes,

on National Holidays....but... wait...

who will protect the nukes

what if the Army gets a civic or obscure holiday on the same day,

Don't trust your government,

their brains are made of melted ingots,

sure to spoil the rhetoric,

of a vacation in limbo.