Listless Idolatry
for Nada
panic kind of scene (dame/hit man)
Nada swims exhausted in oily seas
the rhetorician addresses witnesses and they are all moving
optic receivers (eyes)
nothing in fist came to earth
no special "wartime" clause
a lesbian with visible nipples does not have eyes
none at all and not expect the suspicion
and blacklisting blood that's thin and colder
or Lady Nada seventh violet
grumbling six expediency souvenirs
qua merged picnic vatican l'oeil orchards
hurrah unused words of Marx
not based on iron wire perfectly
null face of the government
anemic zenith high noon
Thursday builders banished idlers calmly smoking
seeking Kurds to the feared politics
and could it be so violent beneath a porch
because Israel's jog-trot lack of low-spirited malarkey
certainly isn't to say that om should get
the best of six organs on a split 7"
Nada at least gives you something gal anyday
& Uncle Schmucko providing dull background noise
but the main man's effort is irrelevant brooms
secretionary redhead dampener
boilover Swahili nonmusics
I think I need to do something exciting