In the sequenced hours of liquid thought
all rise against the powers of political
intent.
All rise to peer through the lattice work of lies, in the sunlight and darkness of mixed dreams. In the dens of delusion the guilded garter adorns the supple thigh, as a drunken kiss from lipsticked lips. Faces appear as toothless hydras swaying in the smoke drenched air. Buldging pockets of politicians with grab bags of dollars and lap dance promises. "Here sweetheart, have another promise." says the famous fat senator sitting near the stage. He talks as big as his belly , drinks his martini , winks a homosexual flirt to a pervert." Kinda like politics," he says" where everyone screws everyone ,you know what I mean?" A naked girl smirks as she swings on a trapese with her legs crossed , a nose ring , pierced lips, pierced ears and piercings on other things.
The fat politician tips her a 20 dollar bill to sing while she swings.
ADOPT A PET , PETA , PEACE,and FIGHT AIDS bumper stickers on her blue Ford Mustang. Silver shoes and silver spandex screeching at the fat man, as he follows her in his limousine.
Frost on the beard of a grocery cart tycoon, fishing
in his pockets for his political donation, to
"Lusty Lilly's" cashing out campaign. She
welcomes tycoons like him so she can serve them the remains of the day's half drunken drinks ; which she sees as her Republican commitment to faith based charity and capitalism .
Suicidal thoughts in a survival mode
sweating to the oldies in her bathrobe, she eats another powerbar and washes it
down with skim milk. An old man waiting to live out his last dream, forgot what it was,forgot what he was supposed to be.