Verisimilitude of Grandiose I: Children's Party
Open the enthralling jar of the leprechaun and
Stifle upon the acrimonious taste in your tongue
Aggrandized by saccharine pebbles and cotton puffs
And find the candor dulcet of the plaguing jinx
In a Trip-To-Jerusalem ensconced in the vista
Of an eternal child, ministered by the bouffant sierras
Of the ad valorem toll of a children's party.
As you watch a grotesque clown in the frontline
Contorting a tepid balloon into a highfalutin swine
But nary a musing as the torsion of the eerie melancholia
Beneath the feint of the robustness and plethora
Of halcyon slapstick jokes and smeared rouges,
Or, as your vision attends the little gamine's fumbling
In ballasting the weight of innocuous zeal and ardor
And of the weight of the undulating hammer
That her unripe and feeble body ineptly juggles
To bludgeon the whimsical dangling of the piñata
And swoon over the accolade of rapture upon its rupture
While the knowing ones kept on sculling her heels
With a mendacious blindfold from the harshness of veracity
Or perhaps, from the veracious splendor in purity
Because their supreme plutocracy will not be satisfied
From bloating in the gravy of avarice and pride
So they will corrupt your hopes and take your innocence
And plot you in the furrowing lines of their palms;
A wile festooned with bedtime stories and morning glories;
Indeed, life is a mellifluous children's party.
poem by Norman Santos
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