Classic Poem

Neon sign
in front
THE ELECTRIC FETUS

Holds me!

Hippie
has joined
psychedelic
cock
with comic
put-on.

Is no joker
going to
challenge
the vinyl
image?

I'm a goner.
The new age
has me
in a mickey
speeding
towards the
telegraphic
divination
of the ghoul
of heroin

foreshadowed
in surrealist
night speech
on the media,
its first robot.