2.14.06 Poem by dan hightower

sweltering sweetly through the sanctimonious synecdoche the ibid, glorious in his metonymy, alliterates his preface with piercing personification and masks the meringue melancholy by passing gaseous gratitude in patterns of solitude traversing the plentitude of patriarchal platitudes of crisscrossing latitudes and careening in the Coptic crossroads the inverted ex of antediluvian artillery, an inscription to exorcize the excremental with a pulsing flurry of antiseptic copasetic altruistic analgesic pushing and flushing and gushing and rushing as the lush lavishes his lavishness in diadems of tantric tiara’s and floating paddles made from the skin of Cambodian refugees who refuse to quit screaming when you skin the dangling flesh bag and peel it from the epidermal tendency to refuse separation of estates and lurches and chugging the remnants of druid pasts and the pants of glorified specter’s soiled and soggy in the yellow glow of afterbirth in the morning, a strangled incantation of diplomacy turned turncoat in the gale ferocity of flanking herdsmen traversing a triangulated pentagram across miles of rolling hills and rolling rocks and rolling papers to induce the induction of indicators which are indicating the indications will induce another induction while still maintaining the tainted tendrils of intrepid truths stuck behind a formidable force field called snuggles….