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Friday, October 01, 2010

Cult of the Balloonist and the Flea [Today's News Poem, October 1, 2010]

Cult of the Balloonist and the Flea [Today's News Poem, October 1, 2010]

The balloonist was a showman, scammer, ne'er do well
Who had lived, like fleas, attached to host; to suck a bit
And to stay unnoticed: hidden next to crumbs and dirt.
If the beard of humankind permits the rats to dwell
With the flies, racoons and dandelions—why not twits?
We've reconsecrated brothels in our films; alert
For the holy prostitutes—besides hotels for cats.
And inhaling all the heated air we can, we rise
On our hype, until we see ourselves alone with rain
For our balaclavas, wearing thunderheads for hats;
And of course, believing even lightning our disguise
As we ride the sighs of lapsing life that blow our gain,
Unbelievably, beyond the grasp of desperate ghouls.
And we lied to cannibals about the sacred smoke.
And we saw them pray until they shrank from sight (the fools).
And we sneered, before the storm revealed a final joke:
And we scream, before we're sneezed from storm, like mucus drool.

“Two US balloonists who went missing over the Adriatic Sea while taking part in an endurance race are unlikely to have survived, race organisers have said.”
– BBC, 1 October 2010 Last updated at 17:13 ET

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