" In One Capacity or Another "...

" In One Capacity or Another "

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

In one capacity or another continually running
into unknown nothings becoming all too familiar
with recent history as a bit-too-sugary political figures
detracting from their authenticity almost unanimously
made up of weaker scenes of all four seasons

while reading trumped-up comic strips as ingenious
shifts of impossibilities on and off the frenzied beats
with inaccurate senses of timing being highly
satirized like high-kicking chorus lines

as dance highlights from gang fights
ruining lives via air-kissing good byes
then mugging delightfully
while sweetly and appealingly
hip swinging dripping in mink
at head-spinning high speeds

befriending dazzling audiences
with head-strong squeezed accordions
playing in raucous performances
during jaunty scores of tragic
love stories from eunuchs to unicorns

while losing the hang of biodiversity
hallucinatory acid-stoned meanings
impossible varieties laconic whistling
piercing cavities in distant canopies
of endlessly little things while swearing
and blaspheming hard conceptual leaps

building on the bodies of dead colonies
within the bases of bedrock for badger-
watching-wonderfully-improbable
goings on ping-ponging dolphins
rocketing with amazing ferocity
into lifestyles of biting pack ice
sitting tightly in stationary lives
surviving via the nutrients
of turning red tides by violently
calling the wild reaping fairly sizable
imprecise sources of deepening denial...