Boisterous Whales (Non-Linear Poem)

Holding a star in the palm of her hand
A balancing act
Stealing up on the OK Corral
Staring into the sun
Glyphs of celestial bodies fall into your eyes
Stealing up on Capitol Hill
Singly or in pairs, they came and they went
The robots filled the great squares of the Earth in protest
The finger of God presses into your migraine
The angels in the alleyways
The great whales grow boisterous
Gripping the sidewalls of the universe
Collect and print the currency of the Hatted Persons
Spend all that can be spent
Sticking pins into the cactus to bleed it
The first two rules are not to talk about it
To the Shake Shack he departed
Dropped to his knees and prayed
Dripping with venom, the magistrate
Forget me own head next!
Some gather and plaint, some dance and bawd
Plenty of Funny Money to go around
I can bend time to my will
Falling down a flight of stairs
Not the best day to choose
Best in hole in the wall bars
Appointment are not for you
You come and you go at will
The Ways of War and the Ways of Women
Black holes suck in the next million stars
Staring into the black hole sun
Seeing the path ahead

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