Banter At The Botheration Bar Poem by John Sensele

Stuck in sensations singing
Dreams of the word weevil that swivels
At moments torments trysts given to clinging
To emptiness in modicum marvels

Long on lacunae, febrile on facts
Cyborg seeks to establish
Whether or not to promote pacts
Dreamers dangle with flourish

Hoping to seal or steal
Deals with no optimum offers on the table
Trivia tongues expecting to feel
Optimistic in a sullen stable

Where reality ranks high
Despite demonstrations from dreamers
Whose conjuring cards drive to tie
Falsehoods and fabrications in situ for screamers

Whose testament and testimony
Strut on the sentiment surface
Fail to nail the prude parsimony
Which dreamers dangle on the designer dress

Realists regard with anger
Given the curvy quality of the offer
Dreamers dump on the dagger
Review realists can't suffer

Any more much as dreamers manipulate the mouth
Expecting barbecue and barbarism to bring
Forth the fib on the nonchalance narrative settling South
When lassitude lampoons their comedy-consuming king

Whose service salutation subjects no longer need
In spite of pleas for femmes fatales to banter at the bamboozle bar
Realists reiterate disregards the doubt deed
Subjects believe dispenses loquacious lager at the botheration bar.