Ellen McGrath Smith: Deconfliction Dance Party

What’s your mood and modus operandi?

We’ve got many rooms, one for every need

and every provisional alliance,

each contingency. Sound-proofed

so your experience will not be compromised.

Here’s a list of drugs to take to enhance

your perception of what is happening.

Happy hardcore in endless loop cries havoc

and lets slip the dogs of war. Trance

fills & empties the lungs with recipes for self-care.

Dubstep says just aggregate your organs

into certainly the sun and, under palms,

a one-love spliff. There’s a barn

on the periphery for line dancing

and beer, the routine quest for a new

Dodge Ram and a happy marriage

with a decent plot of land. On a far hill

that fool who’s completely unplugged

is rinsing barley and singing lullabies

to the kit she rescued after the hurricane.

She is ageless, a deejay of the

incidental sounds of nature;

her third eye’s the drainhole of the world.

Copyright 2017 Ellen McGrath Smith