Disaffected youth crouch in a pack, Slack-jawed, baring their teeth, ready to snap, Wired and made rabid by love on the wrack, With nouveau torture yawning its bear trap.
They ghost as life forms that perished in fire, In earthquake or land mine, in sudden flood. Surrounding with penitence the barbed wire, Impotent pine-needles nip at the bud.
They have rooted through crust and shell, sending Feelers out, leapt synapses of the mind, Until reluctant species took mending And transformed into yet another kind.
All this on the dance floor, disco beach ball Passed overhead, planet earth a close call.
Club Alien
ReplyDeleteDisaffected youth crouch in a pack,
Slack-jawed, baring their teeth, ready to snap,
Wired and made rabid by love on the wrack,
With nouveau torture yawning its bear trap.
They ghost as life forms that perished in fire,
In earthquake or land mine, in sudden flood.
Surrounding with penitence the barbed wire,
Impotent pine-needles nip at the bud.
They have rooted through crust and shell, sending
Feelers out, leapt synapses of the mind,
Until reluctant species took mending
And transformed into yet another kind.
All this on the dance floor, disco beach ball
Passed overhead, planet earth a close call.
[Disposable Sonnet August 19, 2010]
Dr. Mike