Vague science fiction language
Insinuate insectoid claimants
With legalistic authority
Title! Tort! Dessert wagon!
Bind the find to a rind
Desert semicolon won't drink water
To spite its small intestine
Body images swerve to disturb
The unbalanced eye
Who has not taken the time
To look inside
X-ray lifeway
Radiated, irresolute
Marginal fractional quantum nonsense
Wishes can't make physics so
Only quarter life criteria
Specified to avoid irises
As flowering linguists
Won't parse the mysterious universe
Solar systemic inequality
Light to nearby planets
While plutonium decays
Under our forty nine percent lives
Improperly grammarian: number cheery
Spraying electrons via presencescope
That's the work of existing
It's not a slog
It's breathing
It's immune action at a distance
Conscious spooks doing operational clandestine adjective missions
Long lines at the cloudbank
Run! Your money's running too!
Keep up or go down singing
The music stops at the end times
As the millenarians predicted
In their screedy weedbranches
Burrs Aaroning from ten paces
A victory not for small government
But for the novel notion of eclectic emotion
Roman Ryan 