Alliteration by Mike Zone

Pummeling purple punishers
protruding through macro-cosmic protons
alliteration’s got me out of my mind
I’m not concerned about souls
nor formulation of purpose
but the reason for breathing
dead living among heavy liquid aqua-ducts rebranding moons as titan-esque oil embargo obscene gestures of hungering havoc hunger
oh, there I go with that damnable alliteration
but it’s all an experiment in wonderment
endless consumption as we rip away the skyways
exposing the fabric of time
and where did time really go?
if it was really under the surface
the entire eternity?
never going, never staying
happening all at once
oh and the fragmentation we’ve been feeling-
isn’t exactly what it used to be
maybe it’s a sickness
or perhaps it’s a cure
but there really can’t be answer
until the end
but every ends another beginning
in all this foolish hobbly-hoo
and won’t you just know it…
I just pummeled that alliteration thing
So why not grab a cup of coffee and slice of blueberry pie, contemplating a painting of someone doing the exact same thing but screaming at the sound of a calm blue sea.

Mike Zone is the author of Void Beneath the Skin, Fellow Passengers: Pubic Transit Poetry, Meditations & Musings and Better than the Movies: 4 Screenplays. He is the co-writer of the graphic novel series American Anti-hero from Alien Buddha Press. His poetry and stories have been featured in: Beatnik Cowboy, Horror Sleaze Trash, In Between Hangovers, Mad Swirl, Rasputin Poetry, Synchronized Chaos, Triadae Magazine and Your One Phone Call. He scrapes by in Grand Rapids, MI