The Final Mix

THIS IS NOT A TOY

I workshopped it in grad school.


SILENCE IS VIOLENCE

To the face of serenity a raucous boot.


COMPLACENCY

The great white father of all failure.


HE BORED ME THE OTHER NIGHT

All he did was talk about Trump.
Yeah Trump.
You know, the President?


CONTESTED SPACE

Art museum loading dock.


SEEKING VICTIMHOOD?

Let us help.


TRUTH

Now available in genuine Italian leather.


LOOK WHO’S TALKING

Your grandmother tells me
You don’t do a damn thing
All day long.


THE FINAL MIX

Across the miles, aisles,
Vacant lots, vacation spots,
Valleys, alleys,
Manifest destiny,
Las Vegas residency.


TOO LATE FOR MIRACLES

I set myself out curbside for bulky item pickup.
Crickets chanting: plan b plan b plan b.
Lizards loyal to three little pigs wolfed them down.


WHERE I’M SORT OF AT

Bats cracking beetle backs
Sucking out the need to bash
Head first into the side of the
Black Sabbath reeducation camp.


HERE’S THE THING WITH THAT

As long as my head’s in da game
Ima keep playing.
Bring your lawn chairs.


WHAT HAPPENED WAS

Content creators, artists, influencers
Fired, canceled, or de-platformed,
Derailment on the fast track,
Killing all hopes on board.


RECOMMENDED FOR YOU

A killer hook.
The dopest flow.


AFTER INTIMACY

Now what?


KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Room service.


SURPLUS

Cawing crows, crowing cocks,
Desert floors and mountain tops,
Mixed race bots, Tater tots,
Non-binary mermaids,
Papier-mâché pricks,
Cherries, peaches, apricots.



© 2020 Randy Stark
Please visit my website at www.randystark.com and my page at Write Up The Road.