Mega-buffoons’ Megaphones

In the country of dreams

Under the furnace of Time

We are clawing and pawing

To run away from ourselves.

Mega-buffoons with megaphones

Abet flimsy spiraling memories

Of long-drawn nagging madness

Lacquered on the canvas of dreams.

The usurpers and their mock-heroics

Dribbling us into yawning histrionics

Scour sewer for the abortion of destiny

Throw into the furnace the men of straw.