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The Poetry of
RWS Jr.

by RW Spisak Jr.

The troop or group
the clan's glad hand
the sign of nine
the grip in the dark

the posted mark informs
the stable state of norms.
remembering the frames of membrane games
brain disguises,

shade your eyes, in apple pies
it sizes the territory, turf.

The good should;
our side of town,
our group is right,

in the sight of good god's smile.
even sunlight reviles your kind,
outside the pure.

to lure with your kinds lazy stupid stunts
a sparrow of a different hue
could be torn and clove in two
by a few of another blue hunt

the strength,
bounding bonding. unicellular life in multi-cellular strife
responding besiding, ties the atom so tight
min-ute molecular might

and chooses in precise measure
who you'll sleep with tonight.

beehives survive by tribes trance
the queens romance excludes the rude outsider
protects the provider
determines the rider of the queen's desire

emboldened invaders, reduce the chance for the tribes to advance
social groups and bamboo shoots,
baboon troops and fishy schools,
know who the foe is,

when to go,
who's the friend, where's the end.

the rules used, training fools,
by gene & team wish, that's cultures dish

it keeps the portoguese man o'war
banging on the door, it explains to the colony
who to hang onto and why

cultural clash like red ants and black
as a reason to attack, is a common step
to keep em hep, to good guys and bad

but isn't it sad how often, the supportive social ties
the tools of molecular rules

can conceal, the lack and leak of the social contract
to the greater stack, the organs of your hand
would be foolish to war
or inflict harm on the arm.

could the leg force the knee, to submit or flee
could the brow to the forehead say
drop dead, begone, amscray

and then in confusion sway, against the neighbors arrayed.

as this is to make a fist to relate the cultural trait
a boundary in this or any country
take humpty dumpty, he's really something
to relate to the ground, with a loud cracking sound

unicellular or multi-cellular,
in clothing and in motion

your expressing the notion of your tribe
it doesn't hide wouldn't try
but membranes even say;
if you lean over easy this way

together is stronger, lives happier longer
cultural riffs needn't cause tiffs
or express fists in pain
what it is when they mean the supportive us

they needn't bleed trust or force us to muss
the membranes edgey thrust
but if you say it must
symbiosis is being,  osmosis it's meaning

surely you know this
there's no relief in grief
let tribal libel cease, extend the grace of space

the use of social bonding to unite is great
but even edges meet and act to attract
the surging urge to merge

 

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