Onset
which whistles for the jargon mamas which forfeits its right to recollect
Onset with its per second per seconds
with its crude meticulous hustle
exhilaration’s unsavory twin
that invades the definite article flip-book fast
Onset
whose mounted police line the demonstration route
Onset
that roaring tit that distress emancipator
who noisies up the lacerations
who strips of of its belongings
with its eastward-aiming
and westward-rumbling voracity
Onset and its magpie inroads
its sunset effusions
pouring out like the gospel of Job
lapsed and relapsing rolling out the patterns of pandemonium
with its brass knuckled and prowling epicenters
its mortar bandwagon
Its furious fury-wilting curating
bursar of the bursting
itself homeless and perishable
luscious and heady as it passes through the turnstile
rummaging through the trash
for any discarded sweater or a boot
to kick you with when you’re down
to clog your throat with thick spit
