Daniel Dandelion laments (prose poem) by Mike Zone

The mad swirl of it all, the brain of Daniel Dandelion groping about in goop- GOOPEDY-GOOP! Concerned with excrement expulsion, today’s pending bowel movement the waste that is my life, a preoccupation to living, The X-terminators are legion in which the institution is the institute, where all the lunatics have superpowers or are made to believe they do but what is the power of the belief in the face of revelation and the prophecy of an ever fluctuating sanity? Who are we but a bundle of electromagnetically animated nerves and twitch-meat marrow filled pies? Zen breakdown in the stream of sickness in the entirety of it all and not so much a river but a deluge resulting from the battered levies of broken armaments in the war against the poor or war of the poor against the poor to avoid being poor in the first place; predating birth of life prison realm- PHOOEEEEY! -Hindu deity guided caste systems, cash driven “freedom rings” got nothings on them. Ahoy, there’s a fallen mate, cast-iron away grilled imperfection scarred protoplasm spastic mind, shriveling bhikkhu blues in psionic caves, sonic scream echoes bounce off cavernous void unfeeling hearts fraught with: pulsating anxiety, mortally crippling paranoia at its very best- a quality of misery never anticipated or to be lived again via cycles of calculated multifunctional, malfunctioning lives…do I dare disturb our universe, in a not so conventionally established manner? How dare I love my insane asylum concepts and good works rot somewhere or incubate in another…yet not so forlorn cavern. GOOPEDY-GOOP! GOOPTS-GOOP-DO! Daniel Dandelion trudging through moth-eaten cotton fiber highway wasteland, gnashing quiet yellow, desperate lives away between pollen dead teeth.

Michael Zone is the author of Fellow Passengers: Pubic Transit Poetry, Meditations & Musings and Better than the Movies: 4 Screenplays. His work has been featured in Because Eileen, Dead Snakes, Horror Trash Sleaze, In Between Hangovers, Sick Lit Magazine, Three Line Poetry, Triadae Magazine and The Voices Project. He scrapes by in Grand Rapids, MI

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