( via me )

2002: a Palindrome Story.

The labyrinth permuted from above
solves lostness by refusing to be known.
Misleading signs abound. Under the gun
to prove, we give the clown-car-wheel to Jove:
& ev'ry clown instructs you how to live
like any one of them has figured it out,
while industries of ostrich-ware badmouthe
complainants from a diff'rent Holy Writ...
You'd think there wasn't any crisis beyond
needing to be told the thing to do.
I carry a sprinkler to the yard's far edge
in triple-digit heat at close of day.
Some of the dead no watering can rescind;
some of our doom no swervy feint may dodge.

"A more sophisticated version of the Lung Puppy - the Lung Alpaca - was used by the prison service to patrol cell blocks in Scarfolk Gaol."

"the CIA wanted to personally fund me to write bourgeoisie domestic realism but i said no i’m too committed to questions of Form" --@bartlebytaco

"...this may well be the only time in history that a poem served as evidence in a criminal trial."