Gerardo Sarnat is a 6'11" African-American Virginia native and once NBA power forward who turned into an alt-right Charlelottesville marcher plus fisticuffer. Then he saw the light, changed his name to Gesundheit Sarnatzky plus turned into a Hassidic rabbi do-gooder physician who only took renegade jobs that no-one else applied for, including building/staffing homeless clinics and working in jails.
DEAR SURREALISTAS, DEER ARE RODENTS WITH ANTLERS: SHUT THE BUCK UP DECALOGUE
1. Lucy Goosey’s Walrus Tears
-- on Sgt. Pepper’s 50th anniversary
I am me
or you are her
but we are them or us,
little tusks learning how to
metamorph a bit ungrammatically
on the salty spectrum,
a few oyoys raising
baby beetles and even
kangaroo mensches, it just
depends on the weather within Mamele’s
womb or during neurodivergent
moods, how much room still
existed inside our Yiddish
2. Piano On My Septuagenarian Back Honks Sieg Heil
"Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine..."
--Mary Oliver, Wild Geese
Ignited as if shagging during frictionless days seducing the Autobahn,
Right now, I strike your match on how nobody’s tone-deaf wife wipes
Up my demented ass then cleans a stranger’s pissshit off her living
Room rug plus polished floor where Riley’s crazed howling mug
Tore someone’s daughter’s fave chair’s upholstery before she elected
To put him to sleep for feline HIV or chemo-unresponsive lymphoma.
Dark night of our souls, we quiet cell phones, sigh at snow goslings,
Marvel at their flock’s savant V, guess which mate of a monogamous
Pair is fallingfalling through clear blue air like a despairing star shooting
Home to roost. Meanwhile a guest crow wraps its grizzled homunculus
Around my axel here in the deep state of freeway affair showdowns
Between Silicon Valley digital intrigue and Audubon Ranch wilding aeries.
3. Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
of grandeur --like Peter
denying Jesus three times,
thrice before required
to be scrubbed from head to toe preceding hip replacement
transported to be reborn,
Christ I continue refusing
to believe barbaric
surgery come to pass
in the morning when
the procedure’s cancelled.
4. Hooray! haiku
Spring sprung, so’s phantom
limb -- first time feeling lively
since limp last winter.
5. Decline And Fall Of In Two Parts – feel free to use i and/or ii.
i. High School Class of ’63 Roach Motel Toga Party
Nitey night Chuck, Jerry, Barbs + those of us I’ve momentarily
let’s tuck Bobby in before he passes in sadness less than a year
after his post retirement
rock ‘n roll Desert Trip,
we shed tears for them now & ourselves as soon-to-be widow/ers
whisper under their breath
how this whole thing sucks --
last one here please turn out the lights.
ii. In Times New Roman Font
If it all began with a primate gibbons’ empire,
then civilizations somehow proceeded through ups
and downs -- we have now arrived at the sorry
state where madman wonts of POTUS XLV
choose toxic coalminer make-work
over our Mother Earth’s survival.