after Baudelaire’s “Semper Eadem”
The deviant disses you, sells strange tickets
Online, immersed in nouveau Black Metal.
Not to interfere with the dance of vengeance
We avoid the mall. There is a secret canoe,
A dealer with good looks who holds no mystery,
And in the voice jar, a plant or two.
Shush the donkey, ring the bell of curiosity!
Being the vote getter, doubt will taser you!
Ignorance will taser you! Aim is a certain ravine!
Push the rear to the front, add to the core cleverly.
The savant sees no more tenets through the subtle lens.
They say the concurring senator didn’t get the message
Taking down the whole affair, a dance of strange beauty—
The longtime sommelier befriends the decimal