FULL OF SECRETS

A clockwork swerve lurking, king optimus,

prime oblivion obliviously sequential,

carbonating metronome masticating mendacity,

abject caramelization of neon dissuasion,

forming cartography of their leftover lingering leptons,

symphonies of discordant displays,

televisualized visionary protreptici,

Deleuze and Guattari,  just sounds neat,

Atari Teenage Riot,

Champagne supernova,

harbingers of doom,

they don't listen to the bards reply,

when a poem is less a map of possibility,

on the grounds that it's a mystery,

full of secrets.

Poem and image © 2016 Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder