Gerard Sarnat
Pynchon and Snowden Were Shortlisted for Nobel Prizes
“You cannot turn the wind so turn the sail.”
-- from an undisclosed admirer of an unnamed Mossad Director
An 8th century monk named Luitprand, willing & able to redact
any assignment, celibate crown duly tonsured by a Swiss army knife,
served at Chartres Cathedral where his whistle-blower commonplace book
introduced woodwinds and egg timers
to Europe. But this palimpsest’s about modern-day trumped-up
security risks of a subpoenaed ex-kibbutznik informer who duct-taped
her hourglass figure till it disappeared to duck through the webbed fingers
of Deep State surveillance. Thuggish bogus self-serving Brooklyn
Social Workers, after weighing mitigating and aggravating factors
including transgender bat mitzvahs, culled undesirable Others,
whose skinny industrial-strength gumption occupied the vast cold floor
of a teeming locked ward, from a perp lineup of artisanal swap meet-
flea circus cybergoth alien Matrix self-inked orange jumpsuit teen cutters
who lived entirely off their own bodies, digesting fat first then muscle
to keep the brain alive. Unidentified Handlers got Candy Mantis
together with her mother, father and siblings in a sweltering holding cell
where they watched their six; gave each of them a sand tray; instructed,
Nuthin’ poisonal with the cattle prods, but put them wood play pegs
however best shows the way every fam member’d react if one of youz
had access to top secret air gap intranet gov’t protocols for nuclear war.
The Tased ménage circled covered wagons to surround their Cobble Hill
daughter/sister in the Nevada desert’s rightwing vigilante sector that invaded
ultra top-secret Yucca Mountain Waste Repository -- which a batallion
of clandestine muckamuck mosquitoes later opined clocked more kinfusion
than ever before recorded in the history of malaria. For such a fissionable
vector offense, all seven, including the now psychotic toddler, got docked:
Authorities subjected their blade-happy matriarch to extraordinary rendition
till lunch Cuisinarting through a rectal tube boiled over a delicious hoax
how to sabotage Iranian uranium
Praise the Lord, Shalom. As reparations for the NSA’s
unacknowledged mistake, the gov’ment hired go-to guys
Darius Menorah and Mikhail Nomady, real estate agents par excellence
who Ruminate, More depressed Persians live here’n in Tehran.
