Today

The fetid, pliant, hot alive

All moaning, whimpering, wants to jive

The rocking, jolting supine dance

Demanding clutch and dazed glance

To make the comic two-backed beast

To wrench the ripened fruit and feast

Is eager, is ridiculous

Will sell a world to feel but thus

The current flexes vertebrae

The day slips into night to day

Ah, drive the fret of thought away