ATTENTION SHOPPERS

1/

Attention, shoppers:

Genitalia are the best
parts of the body for rubbing together,

after lips, which come after hands.

The trees may hang
conspirationally close,

but they’re only teasing, their stories
are a tail that grows a new lizard.

How should it be sown?
How should it dawn?

Starting at the 762nd decimal place
of Pi, it suddenly goes 999999

2/

We were the simple sons of toil who’d light a fire,
move tonnes of soil, and that night fight a liar.

Cattle ships and bruisers until the crushing blow

of battleships and cruisers from the blushing crow.

Time once the wedding bells would tease my ears,

now booze and bedding wells to ease my tears.

The lying soul of ballad put fight into the race,

mild as bowls of salad, now right in your face.

3/

D-Day return to a scorpion sojourn’s lassitude.
Wolf on the fold, interrupt the morning.

Drop-dead awake as a carefully happy Peter Pan
monarch of all; understand you’re better.

Breakdown, behold in a prominent planet. Hesitate.
What in the world contradicts? Remember.

Love songs amuse on the sly though a lucky story time,
singing a tale. Get a life, performer.

Black holes arise to the manequin’s happy persiflage.
Do this for me. What a day. Sustain this.