tom taylor

LEYTE BONDURAI

Mox noster fools nun again
Blow the dollar out.
Water funicle poster boy sings
The light. Stop using.
Don’t run out of running
I’ll eat the left over skill
You’d come to drift afar
We’d all gone over the edge
Lemmings of hist ory pools
Another ream discarded
Paint murals, infrastructures
The bonduralled formica
Spits and vomits fractions new

A monster mud bath reigns
It all came again. Sebral
Polity climate agreement
Cooked under glass
Forded like speed now
Death trips for sale
Sooner deals are broken
The cars in a pile. Fights.

The car the car the car
Infernal combustion deaths
Walking to church
Healing the planet’s boom