Madness Lies Tethered

Madness lies tethered
The heart of darkness, neon flashing
Every city in one end of the century locus
Alamogordo’s sun’s children in party frocks
In fanny packs and sweat pants
This is Amerika…this is the West
Enclave of the future and Sodom/Gomorrah
Where nothing is real
Ground zero insanity
Its too late now to cease whatever has begun
This shifting beast of radiance and night
This time-slipped Rome
Bread and circuses
In the mountains to the north Nellis breeds another future
Mechanical legionaries
Eagle clutches the fasces and the lightning
From New Mexico’s sliding sands blasted black glass
To a strange attractor given form by western dreams
And Oh so much light
Is this our future?
Bourne on wings of chaos
Infinity stripped razor-thin
Mark of progression into what?
A stranger future was never written,
Closer to the dreams of the sons & daughters of the atom
than anyone could have known
a stranger world was never imagined
forests of redwood etched into Ektachrome
family car in pastel tints drives the Mother Road
America was made for Amerika
Vast Mississippi, Grand Canyon, plains & seas
Steamy swamps and acorus
Mushrooms, pecan trees, cotton fields
Golden wheat, lobster men, flying saucers
As the electrons accelerate
No one understands what we have created
Because it has all ceased to make sense
In terrifying, ecstatic, visionary madness
We dance in the twilight
Or could it be dawn?

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