"I fancied meself Walt Whitman..."

I fancied meself Walt Whitman
I fancied meself a better man than e'er I was
I fantasized a nature to be a part of
The rails led straight out of this town
I'd ride 'em like Guthrie
If I had a fascist killin' machine like his
And a calloused thumb to strum for hours
Knockin' 'em down
Watchin' 'em fall
Fascists dropp-opp-oppin' like flies

I fancied meself a theologian
I fancied meself a priest of the Aaronic order
I fantasized a heaven to be part of
A stairway straight outta this world
I'd climb until I was tired then I'd climb some more
If I had a leg to stand on
Watch Him knock me back down
Watch Him watch me fall
The center of His attention

I fancied meself a friend to one in need
I fancied meself a martyr to good deeds
I fantasized a bonus could be had
A cash cow that I could bow to
With numbers and dollar signs in my eyes
Cruel reality replacing me fancy
Grovel. Crawl.
Depraved, all.
Buried in sand, forgotten.

Also Sprach Zanabanana

Fire breathing gorgons
Consume radical liquids
Fall into poetry repetition
Also sprach Zanabanana
Centered and pressurized
Back-up pushes against
Sphincter.

Antibiotic shortage
Carefully planned
Lower intestinal numbness
Head in the clouds
Ass on the ground
I'm right
It hurts.