MFA PupPotem by AE Reiff

“The sensorium of Inferno has begun to constellate more imaginative and more real creatures and being.”

Once the Rhine Gold Giants came
they mistook their work,
thought those who fed them
should be their food.
This was the work of PupPoets
Who tidy one mess up and tie their bibs,
And when they throw up clean up stuff,
offer a hot meal. That’s what little dogs did,
only to be consumed at times like candy bits.
Grown from a stock which these giants possess,
This was the Mouthful Feeding Anomaly
of PupPoets.

A jolly giant is boisterous to squash a binding,
So acts of compression whilom would occur.
Professors of Privileged Relation brokered
deals between giants and the little tykes,
Whose aim of course was to make the giants seen.
But the sanitation problem from cleanup of stumps
and littered dens distracts PupPets,
for how can they say what’s not
and at the same time clean up what is?

PupPoets catch giants in a net like wind,
Giant encephalitic reality,
called O cognentis solipsis,
hidden in dark moon craters,
shows wherever there’s a slump,
that’s a “stump,” to cast as poem.
You may think nothing’s there at all,
but PupPoet its metaverse reveals.

PupPoets follow these imprints to the stalk
Where at the base they chant the not,
if squirm in its detection.
However this reads, the diet composed
roughage of writers keeps it balanced.
But sky giants and PupPoets here below
are not the only puppets.

Hydrocephalic obesities
raised on innumerable farms pasture
where giants force their chickens and cows,
as we do readers in town,
in feedlot libraries
and slaughterhouse universities.
The mind is after all the flesh a monoploid eats.
Sure it takes a lot of talk,
but as it says on beanpole sprout
“Respect the Mind”
where better cuts of Riddle Yum are grown.

Religious schools and Industry galore
enlarge the dole.
Eight billion today,
eleven billion tomorrow,
the feed base grows too slow.
Giants multiply so fast they need more herds.
Measuring by the food base of Pop-Pote tastes
we need more crops.
Giants from other planets have been assigned.
There’s a need to colonize.
They should never have it so good.
No food is greater than this need.

*giants- 450 feet tall ideas large enough to block the light (prevent thought)
whilom- while
monoploid- gene deficient, incomplete replics
craters- fluorescent genes free in the wild for acceptance in Pop mind, jump the bounds.

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