possums know jazz

dig Coltrane/snap
to that bebop

groove to trumpets
louder than Vietnam, Iraq, Gaza

break like pregnant waters
born of dry ice
vaporized

bonobo possums, antipodeans
grazing on

Antarctic fission/fusion
fluxus fata morgana

needed like we need
Bonobo lottery tickets

(re)membered reconstituted loss

hard investment
in a well-lubricated account:

man-baby fake-ass banker

insolvent in liquidity

as if Bonobos actually played jazz
and Coltrane merely

interpreted (snap)

I followed this poetry template:

An irrelevant quip to start:
Some offhand remark
or a vapid pop-culture reference

then: strange mismatched ideas,
verbose obscurantism,
violently odd similes,
clash of madly-mixed metaphors.

Don’t forget

absurd line breaks/

spacing

a non-sequitur or two…

SUDDEN SEXUAL REFERENCE
(or race-baiting)

if U want your fake poem
to go that way…
then, repeat some line
from start of the “poem”

and finally: that PERT and QUIRKY

not-quite-closure.