RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition who publishes zines & physical books & electronic books & music & photography & digital art & just generally whatever feels necessary to survive this deluded earth thru Rojonekku Word Fighting Arts survival systems (Version 69, establish 14 Feb 1973). Comments encouraged.

Thursday, March 3

freestyle sonnet #031: WHAT SUPER PAC WOULD REALLY MEAN IN A PERFECT WORLD

Sadly, Super PACs are not reanimated
rapper Tupac Shakur strengthened by science, made
of titanium and lasers, heavyweighted,
standing half a mile tall, with military grade

tattooed skin, shooting rainbow missiles in all eight
directions, destroying soulless pretentious sprawl
of *exceptionalism* - American state
brought to heel by real life super predator; tall

outlaw shadow (ain't no half) stepping into New
York Harbor, and giving Statue of Liberty
tombstone piledriver into dust; red, white, and blue
window dressing for death culture and bigotry

and bias destroyed forever - all hail Planet Rock,
and it's one true messiah of fire - Super Pac.

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