The derivative migrates!
Proposed to the East.
The structure lusts outside the policeman!
Tears come running down the street.
The smile of sleep scatters the mark, Indigo rips!
Do this before seeking quarrels with soporous spoors.
The quota approves a glub squalor romance!
This keen scenario baffles the spread kettle.
The protein pack, it’s finger lickin’!
Your tedious liver frowns after encountering libacious anagrams.
Explored a great, meaningless network so far!
I’d walk a mile for a stereoscopic Chiasmus.
Interesting Coincidence: subtract 19 from 42 and you are left with 23 – as in 23 skidoo.
Note: The surreal NFB film was done in 1964 – prescient/timely? The number 23 is a bit of a rabbit-hole. This Dadaist poem came from the same Spam comment that generated the Asemic Postcard 10 poem. Besides the online software used with that poem, I also made use of a random word & sentence generator ( Here ) in creating this post’s poetic absurdity. Presently, we truly live in an absurd Philip K. Dick Dadaist culture – for an example see : Fringe Conspiracy Theorists Think Trump Is an Immortal Alien, Got COVID as Cover to Shapeshift