Beached Pilot Whales and the State of Security

seismic blast tests
babies brown from soot
of corporate fornicators
the tides bring arms, frozen eyes
a thousand rubber ducks

she screams at the military
court, generals puffed up
fruit salad on chests, grins
of drone Caesars, golf bags
stuffed with Iraqi gold
rape culture a game

the boy dances for data
divas, total K12 years of subjugation
white ladies hailing stop
and frisk history, pushing
pencils to bubble in
school to prison questionnaires

old men at fifty, fodder for effetes
the gamers smile at twenty-three
multimillionaires, gentrifying
culture, art, revolution
their memes are “do less with
more software” 24/7

beware, danger, eyes are watching
don’t say shit at the mall
and, cross those eyes brother,
then feel the heat of five python
Taser teeth and boots to the face
US of Annihilation

lawyers, MBAs, softies
on the city-county-federal dole
private scum counting court dates
missed fines, incarceration, code
violations, levies, these ticks
suck even bed bugs

grandma needs fresh air
dogs lapping up mashed potatoes
wants sun or a place to read
desires nothing near one-millionth
hedge-funders lust for
yet she’s tapped out
thanks to Goldman Sachs

one foot in front of other
boy, that’s $5.99 a meter
if you desire non-metric conversion
costs fifty cents a foot

just look down, covered
by CCTV, the boys and girls
went to school for algorithms
the fist and stiff arm salute
all in one

mishmash of Twinkie
the puffy chemicalized layer
like decapitated lady finger
the mulch of chem trails
pushed inside, phallic
reorganized gut
even bacteria in the raw
gets Homeland Security purview

what do you say to offspring
halo of satellites and laser beams
like a new nursery rhyme of
Mother Hubbard?
what little white man-girl-boy-woman
woes the capacity to learn free
from neoliberalism, hipster Suburu-ism?

Tio Taco-Oreo Cookie
plague of Zionist radar-launched
drones, the world is their oyster
the killing fields on Main Street
downtown, near and far
their magic carpet ride
woven from fetal cords
dried inside warehouses
of acidic peeling tomatoes

this ketchup America
never sleeps, never wakes up
just a constant conveyor belt
onward, the Mall of America
now Amazon dot com
imagine magnificent
selva, jungle, species kaleidoscope
appropriated by Ayn Rand
Princeton boy hired on CIA
mole

androgynous singers
strumming robotic guitar
one-hundred strings strummed
inside microprocessor
oscillating microns
neutrinos awakening lumbering
fascists, romanticizing and valorizing
the very scum they call scum
us, even whales flipped over
from blasting low frequency sonar
reality TV tears

mice caged, cockroaches
recombinant genes, Rhesus
monkeys slopping up the swill
of Wall Street, multinational
German-French-UK controlled
groceries, shipped from China
peeled by Bangladesh
pushed onto containers by Pakistanis
towed into open waters by Greeks
unloaded by Somali
trucked to hubs by heavies
transfinancial hoarders
locked boxes in Swiss Zion

sheiks Skyping derivatives
futures orders to New York
City, yet blasts go unheard
by pimple species, 100,000
times louder than jet engines
right whales heaving bloody
sonic boom cries, the magnificence
of oil-gas Titans, flooding
billions into defective offspring’s
coffers, while porpoises and tides
of seals wash up
like those 28,000 yellow rubber ducks
lost at sea 22 years ago
red-billed smiles
launching a million tears

Paul Haeder has been a journalist since 1977. He's covered police, environment, planning and zoning, county and city politics, as well as working in true small town/community journalism situations in Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Mexico and beyond. He's been a part-time faculty since 1983, and as such has worked in prisons, gang-influenced programs, universities, colleges, alternative high schools, language schools, as a private contractor-writing instructor for US military in Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and Washington, and with life long learners and gifted and talented high school students. Poetry and short fiction, the novel and creative non-fiction are also his stem cells. Check out his stuff at www.cirquejournal.com. He can be reached at: paul@dissidentvoice.org. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.