and the source was your laughter
threw me off the wall
used your face as a mascot

and the medicine came after
left in a sprawl
many miles from Cessna


one of many in the mess hall
family there and all

making money on the desktop
was at war with fast cars
many chemicals in the eyes of

The Master
Burst!
master in every way


for the love of the soft game
made of models set in plaster

when in doubt of the last year
gather all your fear and
dip your hand in the blender

Burst!

In your wallet was your gender

stolen when in Rome
in the shadow of your blender
was a secret of the bedroom

blemish in the chrome
in the eye of the bender


It all began with burst now
every several months
and the chemicals came after

it was a race to be faster
quicker than the worst
in the style of

The Master