All That It Takes Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

"The Democrats stick
together, and the Republicans'
eat their young"!

Based within some August moon
where dreams rescind
the most quaint
of Sons…
This insist that
brings an end as won
surely so does give rise
to the undoing of that
which is proven
undone…
Not in jest, or
of that gest or indigestion
or an insinuations snide besides so
major; a one percenters destination
pool side or ocean side swim… Adult or
her or him or shim? Or, hint of co-finance
within… An Ancient Agent "crowned", or
caned; of crows or the burning captive
faggot's tongue… so poisoned of an
agency's droll and dumb! No Alpha'
near and once again the "beer"; no "Matter
Horned" or poured is chilled! Some dumb asps
insist that still ‘to chill', creates an atmosphere of
wanting to be near and or in; that Warwick Island
Comradery or, not have fun at all! Giving a shout out
to that Island be it Paradise or Hades playfully go on
and be ready for the opening seasons specialties'!
Standing tall with sunlight on my six, in some
discomfort not! Never mind what affliction
rues this jaunty theater of those kinds of
tricks and sicknesses… The Stage was
stacked upon an entrance begun in
and through "North Hollywood"
this early and exacting morn.
The late commute, what the hoot!
An owls nest upon a par of goose eggs!
And that foreigner in that tiny woman's car!
Wanted what was my left, so I took the opposite
lanes flow and got some dumb asp laying upon that
horn! Blaring out at me! Go figure! Well made it to the
"strip", gut; "Cookie weren't no there around! Stumbled into
a former early am haunt on that other corner from the local
entertainment broadcast sensationalism station; sorrowful
excuse for news is this in L.A.! Where oh where are those
real news men; "Chet and David"? Had a spot of "Black Majik"
woman and one of my fav'; an almond Croissant! Then made
a mess on the countertop at the door front, or then again
perhaps the "mess maker" was that young female witch
sitting at my 0: 400! Who is the phuuck to know! I, cleaned
up the spillage! Hoofed over to that music shop and got
the scramble… any one else been there? Getting the
scramble trying to get the hook up with any disc! I
was scramble for about one second… Some Dewey
Decimating F.U.B.A.R. search for that disc which
represented what I have taken to thinking; for
only that moment! However; this is some
hot prospect! Human torches walking those
streets in "HollyWeed", already crowd that
particular street situation! Where have all the
Euro's gone? They booked out to escae the building
"Alpha Radiation levels" in the greater L.A. Basin!
Say? Is that any thing like taking a free base at
that stadium? Or perhaps having that traditional
free basing private party? Hardly! Something yet
coming to you and yours from Fukushima? Jet required
so inquire at "Alpha Radiation, Santa Monica Station, CDC!
Find out for sure, just what you are condemned to be constantly
inhaling! No butts, and; no the jokes are on the each of you!
And your Children! Look it up! So, to continue on… got my
"Bitch" on and cranked out some tunes; "I come in Peace" blares
out on my way to that bar room; at the Beverly Hills Hotel! No
actions or actors or players; some vixen! Fixing to "read my worth"
and weep! Short arm Storied long! I, got my self and my worth
86'd for life! From access to the property and the beverages
and those vixen! And the one percenter's progeny at that
location! Rotten tomatoes, eggs, and bananas rain down
upon that block! Until IAM invited back in, by the ownership!
What is this? Michaelw1two has the energy, to call out the
"pox cops"; and bomb the Kasbah! HOORAH! IAM an army
of one Marine! Really, this is; all that it takes…