AT WORDSWORTH CASINO
FT. THOMAS, ARIZONA
at MT. TUNRBULL’S BASE
cybernetic organisms ushered us in
& as for my transport
no idea to what I gave our ignition card
or where it took it
but I have this ticket so I feel fine
& I trust this assisting machine
we tried entering Dove Cottage Auditorium
locked doors deterred
& so we saw across a blindingly sunlit patio
blinding sun mosquito drones humming I see you too
sliding doors to enter Wordsworth Casino proper air-conditioned woosh
next show
Lenardo Scinerde Morelo y Los Cabrones del Norte
finally we have some thesis here
America look at this poker y todo
it’s beautiful America sd
my god I sd
I love robots
America cd easy make heartburn for yr ass
we deserved applauso en nuestro entrado
tried to say that we warranted prosthetic
handclaps from all these fatgutted skinny-ass
old folk
plugged into their machines behind their ears
slotting it up smoking long unashed electronic cigarettes
little white tubs filled with nickels & tickling sensors resting on their laps
or between their shriveled legs America sd stop singing
. . . he had been formed against him
& our perjurer & forger
blew his brains out
in some Safford hotel
& our perjurer & forger
w/o regard to party
in some Safford hotel
greeted copper mine cyborg entrance
w/o regard to party
w/ ovation after ovation
greeted copper mine cyborg entrance
w/ plaudits w/o precedent
in annals of any parliament
thank you for that
not singing
deeper into the fire a ruckus
don’t you call me semi-skilled
overheard one waiting cyborg
its employing elder
sipped iced coffee & wore two
red vests
stairs leading to Wordsworth Casino’s slotpit
America gesturing at gamers
spinning wheels
gaming eyes
briefly?
briefly lifting
cherry / seven / bonus t
wired to machines
heads & tails
am employed that’s all
that’s it
shooting brownfolks from remote
drones
dead
& here is working
pass me that mayo pedro
mind my cerveza again full
thanky kindly
guest bloodsample permits rights
humanize my dehumanity
a guest & they move freely?
say hey how ‘bout ye give little more mind on that inflation index bub?
li’l family grants for us to be makin little quality time with our kin?
keeping you from havin to foot most of our insurance bill?
us dropping them off at some shrink whence those pubes start sproutin & those pits
start stankin & certainly that cost-a-living wd be a mighty fine thing too
now don’t get me wrong there no suh that’s really our numero uno
America & I cut our losses
speak robotics freely
prosper our corporate personhoods
gather our horses
& our hours
& our chariots
& prepare for strike
& prepare to march
& hit our song
because we patented a new lyrical function
stubbing toes
rehearsing the part into the hallway
next to the photos of hardware & brands
& facial recognitions
sitting at tables during Thanksgiving ’78
copper plates hung ornamented
that hologram America says is racy
FT. THOMAS, ARIZONA
at MT. TUNRBULL’S BASE
cybernetic organisms ushered us in
& as for my transport
no idea to what I gave our ignition card
or where it took it
but I have this ticket so I feel fine
& I trust this assisting machine
we tried entering Dove Cottage Auditorium
locked doors deterred
& so we saw across a blindingly sunlit patio
blinding sun mosquito drones humming I see you too
sliding doors to enter Wordsworth Casino proper air-conditioned woosh
next show
Lenardo Scinerde Morelo y Los Cabrones del Norte
finally we have some thesis here
America look at this poker y todo
it’s beautiful America sd
my god I sd
I love robots
America cd easy make heartburn for yr ass
we deserved applauso en nuestro entrado
tried to say that we warranted prosthetic
handclaps from all these fatgutted skinny-ass
old folk
plugged into their machines behind their ears
slotting it up smoking long unashed electronic cigarettes
little white tubs filled with nickels & tickling sensors resting on their laps
or between their shriveled legs America sd stop singing
. . . he had been formed against him
& our perjurer & forger
blew his brains out
in some Safford hotel
& our perjurer & forger
w/o regard to party
in some Safford hotel
greeted copper mine cyborg entrance
w/o regard to party
w/ ovation after ovation
greeted copper mine cyborg entrance
w/ plaudits w/o precedent
in annals of any parliament
thank you for that
not singing
deeper into the fire a ruckus
don’t you call me semi-skilled
overheard one waiting cyborg
its employing elder
sipped iced coffee & wore two
red vests
stairs leading to Wordsworth Casino’s slotpit
America gesturing at gamers
spinning wheels
gaming eyes
briefly?
briefly lifting
cherry / seven / bonus t
wired to machines
heads & tails
am employed that’s all
that’s it
shooting brownfolks from remote
drones
dead
& here is working
pass me that mayo pedro
mind my cerveza again full
thanky kindly
guest bloodsample permits rights
humanize my dehumanity
a guest & they move freely?
say hey how ‘bout ye give little more mind on that inflation index bub?
li’l family grants for us to be makin little quality time with our kin?
keeping you from havin to foot most of our insurance bill?
us dropping them off at some shrink whence those pubes start sproutin & those pits
start stankin & certainly that cost-a-living wd be a mighty fine thing too
now don’t get me wrong there no suh that’s really our numero uno
America & I cut our losses
speak robotics freely
prosper our corporate personhoods
gather our horses
& our hours
& our chariots
& prepare for strike
& prepare to march
& hit our song
because we patented a new lyrical function
stubbing toes
rehearsing the part into the hallway
next to the photos of hardware & brands
& facial recognitions
sitting at tables during Thanksgiving ’78
copper plates hung ornamented
that hologram America says is racy
