Dango

viva bush!

The red states relish their power,
this is it, for the first time they
are here being examined by the
the world, the once derided hicks
of Sunday comic fare
feeling their groove through layers of fat
and video game libidos, these people now
controlling the world from ranches
laid out around suburban offerings
to real estate, commerce
and the minor deities
Nascar, Jesus.

we live in a time of cowboys

we live in a time of cowboys, full bodied, fidgety, put on a golden horse with a silver spoon, Dangerous and without a net, guiding cattle who have Changed color and Changed their minds through the deep grooved channels of a washed out wagon track, spinning backwards on a lulling axis. When the cattle have convinced themselves that everything is of the same color and everyone bleeds red, white and blue, WHOOSH! the suicide akmed indian blows everything sky high and it`s one big fuckin`stampede, pursued (at safe distance) by headless horseman.