astral travel w/ paranoia by Julian T. Brolaski

like a balloon in air
evrybody’s got a pretty manuscript
manuscritta, do your worst
the alphabet fairy’s been sent in a hearse
n thir still speaking corse
trying to get us into tha bizness
not the sound of roiling computers
not the cellphone cancer spreading
not cameras masquerading as pigeons
nor the “pigeon problem” in nyc
there are cameras hidden in knobs of trees
around the mayoral compound
in alameda, california there are fake rocks
under which the gov’t hides stuff
homer’s reason, hesiod’s
t’upbrim, t’outetuppe, t’outmedium