Wonder Ninth: A Poem for Starbender

Can you count to their Pictorial musings,
for personal pleasure?

Avante, Avante,
bumb, bumb, Beumarchais sit tight.
For as the Goat can be a devil’s slate roof,
Starbender is to rights.
Without ulterior economic motive,
or ownership of the beginning...

For as a Noun is a PICTURE like
Sprite Trees & Bitter Pills,
Paul Atreides & Mentat Mushrooms,
Steel Teeth & Fishnet Stockings,
Weirding modules & Cloris Leachman’s teeth...

For hark, if you hear Sardukar the beaked dog's song
"If you Place & claim burritos stuffed of youth
to offend or disgrace anyone…
or a THOUSAND WORDS in a multiverse of pixels...
HOT BLIGGITY! A Starbender is at Work!"

A poem by the cloned corpse of Marcus Tal

inspired by the visions and hallucinations of Starbender