"Pops Hot" Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Infrared sensors
taking people's temperatures
drones airborne, each flying near you
bum rushed, hog tied, not so politely sequestered
isolation tents, protective gear, hazard space entry procedures
how does a society build… and move forward… as
a "brutal disease spreads" …
Declarations blaring
politicians braying, citizens praying
and then there are those lame brained
"who wants to live forever" dicked wads
laughing and playing with that "football"!
Whispering and snickering to themselves…
"Who cares if we end it all"! How is that for a
moving picture show? Horrific, maleficent, childish
ire-reality in all its magnificence! No folks… this ain't
an April's Foolish joke! Coughing and hacking; and expressing
runny nosed dripping idiots skipping down your neighborhood's
sidewalks! Essential Services storefronts allowing in individuals
not adhering to pleas from local governments… to mask up
for safety's sake… pretty much six out of ten willing to give all
of the fates an in… and you a shot of their breath showering
potential death all over your families! People Please! Is it
going to take that "Duarte moment" to get the picture
clearly seen by each and every one of you dumb asp
wholes please! Best the each one of you self-denying retards
take point and have that red dot drilled right through you idiot box
numb skull brainless cap cavity: so, the rest of US may get on with
"clearing up and out and over" this here Covid 19 disease! Given
my personal druthers I would rather see… instead of the Fourth
of July streets loaded with confetti… let it be your foolish insides
flowing down the gutters please! Whatever should it take for a
social group to" bend down low", to kowtow to an authoritarian
leadership… at this time let U.S. within all reason; agree, even
should we each disagree… That it is the "time of that season"
and give the all of U.S. a reasonable bull stool break from the
unmentionables which are the results of some horrific laboratory
incident! Does not to the each of you this simplification of issues
make all the world's sense? What is it that IAM going through, to
allow me this worldwide view? Allows me a word smythe' wright
to weave more that speculations from center, left, and right? Must
be my "special purpose" sans the meat stick hung bee-twixt my
muscular thighs! Fore this here f.u.b.a.r. situation, did not begin
on one starry December 2019 good night! Whatever the incident
whatever the mize, whatever the excuse being driveled, and spurted
out by all those high headed girlz and guyz… especially through that
one tool with the tiny hands and no brain: with bleached blonde hair!
Phuuck me running! Here I go again… second to none and very much
in goosed gobbed steps with all men and all women and the others in
mentioning all of this schist again and again and again… Questioning
within my essence of the awe of this here mess and just when it all
may abate and then end… not soon enough to save my loved one and
all of my acquaintances, families, and friends… Yes… each passing one
I comprehend, I acknowledge, and I grieve for, and I will with
vengeance seek retribution… for at the closing of this here contrived
cluster phuuck… this I solemnly vow… with all of the universe backing
up my soon to be swinging sward! Ya'll read me? So, to encourage
those to continue on through the schist slinging rest of this I
calmly retort this incident report to my superiors… yea… that Mom'
and Da'! You catch my drift you schist stained beasts of stupidity
and ill-gotten mores! For the few of you… all draped up in this
sordid stew… My most direct and highly effective on a Universal
basis… pox upon you! Come out from your hiding places and
present yourselves up to U.S.! Express your regrets to the all of
U.S. and to all of this world's peoples and those others gathering
from all around the mass of creation… those are my buddies you
sense to be thundering hard to arrive before you each take your
‘owned' and miserable lives… Listen… say this term expressively…
"Drawn and Quartered"! Are not you relieved? That a rusty old sawn-
off ain't the ticket out for your miserable sleaze bagged carbon
husks! Seriously each and every and all acronyms aside… What is
truth but the hardest "sell" when facts and faux' are both
incorporated… as in this mixed nosh of reality: "The main advantage
of these helical micromachines lies in their ability to navigate in
various types of fluid ranging from water, blood, or urine to more
complex environments, such as cerebrospinal fluids, gastrointestinal
tract or brain matter." Whats-a-matter-you? Yea ya'll could guess
this was a coming… Relieved that the "beer" thing is resolved
hurriedly… would be an assuring thing correct? How is your resolution
of the issue brewing? Is your gray material bubbling, stewing
seeping, weeping? At what the heck is coming nexus? State of Texas
or 90 percent tax rates… Worldwide ire? A wide-open Ventura Highway?
A matching set of 24k and 999 fine silver Cross Pens… when and where
did all of this begin… Bush Jr… 2005 or more so sooner than… the
boosting up of that M.I.C gang? Simply Majestic! Once again, WHO
had it Correct and Ingrained Within… Caesar perhaps or Socrates or
the little girls in exposed knickers that tease? Please, get your
grip adjusted… simply and politely just firmly squeeze… you will
most assuredly get a cute giggle worth… now this is a socially
true fact yes indeed! So where exactly and precisely does this
here paradigm shifting sensation lead US all towards after the
big sneeze is complete? Maybe… kinda, sorta, so… somewhere
in-between witch two temples... ya think! Profoundly of, a
"Devil in a Blue Dress, " Kiss wearing Tony Sopranos digs. Boney
Maroney or Mac-n-cheese… it is the cracked black peppercorns that
are now making you sneeze! Or the fly specs in the mist! Time for
that scheduled Roller Coaster Ride! Ala South Korea and the second
wave… as our luck is run off… unwilling to engage with the rage of
the all of the human species in the race to a neo-neutered fawning…
spawning ideologies sawn into those Georges guide stoners! Yep we
are each gonna go bye-bye sooner' than later gators! Wave at the
great caucus haters as you find yourselves convulsing to the ending
game… You have seen the videos? Wow what a visual! Shake-n-Bake all
around whilst being showered by Hazmat suited circus clowns! Some
pun is this one… no it is more than three on one… gotta halt that
final convulsing plein! So much for all the ghosts occupying that
accounting machine… busted x's and o's as forward we troll… A.I.
in the ring… suspiciously but yet an encouraging trend… We are so
phuucked as a species! Nanobots in our feces! Reese's Peanut Butter
Cusps outing national trusts no longer one of in god, it is of god…
but which one god… and is there truly just one god? Old God! Oddly
enough, of an oddity burst, odiferous and sulfurous gas blown out
of Baal's muscular asp? Who is gasping at who's asp! You Jack and
Diane Asps! And as your knees shake and slam shut your trembling
thighs… you drop to your knees and scream silently up at blue skies…
At least we slowed down spewing filth into the air we breathe! For
a brief moment! What a relief! But WTF! With this corona thingy…
none of US can still draw a deep breath! Lungers each and last
every one of US… Like Doc Holliday… Heading up to Denver to
draw our last gasping life from those sky-high country sides…
as our fleshy insides get mushy and turn to tepid grey slushy's…
I say phuuck this! As it has been only a few moments since I first
happened to up and hop, hip, and squat then suddenly just simply
"Pops Hot"!