The Punjab of the Zoo
In the Punjab grey-haired tigers roar unheard
And elephants are swinging by their tales.
“Remember when the coronets were herding
Sharps and Flats into the water hole
Where they attacked the muddy, clashing teeth?”
Ponderously pound, pound the words themselves
To mash, mush for toothless minds to trumpet
Thoughtless crumpets, crippled by design—
Staggering around with thoughtless minds maimed
By alcohol and academic”
“Butterflies are feeding. Floating danger’s
sucking out the meaning, understanding, myth.”
Philofiles, sophistry, delightful obfuscations
Coruscate, reverberate, reverberate, re . . . .