Einstein Rolls the Dice

the paparazzi swarmed all over Einstein

after he said make sure where the rope is tied

before you kick over the chair

he wrote his own scripts now

Further Adventures in Archaeo-Astronomy

tonight the constellation Vertigo

a place of no equilibrium

a hell of uterine contractions

even though his head was elfin

a little bone crushing ceremony

and bingo you are out on bail

I didn't mean to hurt anyone went the 911 call

they finally brought him down with magnets

the dilemma meters were going purple

only minutes away from a fatal lap dance

that could blacken the portals of infinity

hauled before the cosmic court of opinion

sentenced to prompt and urgent expungement

they failed to contend with the absurdity

of Al's relativistic social barometer

smuggled in by a derelict ex-stockbroker

his obsidian blade plunged like a fang

into the bailiff's waiting eyes

and the jury of inflatable sex dolls

made obnoxious leaking air sounds

until all that was left was a talking skull

divulging Al's General Theory of Anathema

flip the law of averages on its back

and your troops are in the citadel

paradise being a system of payoffs

on the origin side of the lens

yes the light is tricky in there

images fall feebly on the big screen

Al's life was now a gravitational anomaly

no plot no narrative no story

he was ready to sack a city

his Igor hissed let's asteroid the planet

but the mouse pad Ouija opened a channel

to the vortex of utter charm

and he stamped and splashed singing

through the seven sewers of humiliation

wearing his we're going to hell pants

with only a mother's love for protection

and managed to lose all his pencils

somewhere between hand and ledger

being that his hands were missing fingers

almost all of them actually

lost in a departmental budget cut

allegorically left him all thumbs

unleashing a pandemonium of vague redemption

it was a close shave but Earth was saved

From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon