Slip tight the switch-blade to its sheath.
The danger is non-corporeal,
ethereal & dark,
and still
celestial light.
I carry naught
but A tad of “go eff yourself,”
caddish Minnesängers,
Mumbling into mics while the audience mouths the words
as they have heard them.
Metaphysical marching soldiers move back
towards Ohio.
Prodigious and prolific would-be prodigies propagating propaganda on the cable programs.
They repeat themselves between commercial breaks.
Ex-pats so fed up they repatriate.
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