Koch

I’ll hurl out and bomb it
Vomit, to turn open eyes scarlet
Fuse figure ant steps
Zest quest to implode burst breathes
Mushroom cloud nozzle, gleams all-around
Introspective panorama goggles zoom in the back-drop
Bogs of litter, blanket the terrain to turn it into a litter parade
Shabby market keepers sell their mass produced feed
Haggard street urchins, try to earn a pocketed keep
The black rivers streams, jam packed with boats:
Farers, merchant vessels, and yachts, just to mention the lot
Each mariner seeks to find thee treasure map
To pin-point, where the bounty will be found
Munity always leads to a squashed walking plank
Ooh dam rubbished like spam
‘’More scurvy plagued sailors”  
Is what the next-days news-reel will blab
It’s a serene stroll amongst the courteous trolls
Each shuffling in rank to play the captain’s role
Just to pay an elephant fine at the toll gate
Bottom-lines aside
Lighting a kettle for the morning cup is an acceptable weekly sike
Like magazine flips for flushing tips
Blistered lips, stitched a parted by criss-crossing wits
In trudge hexes
Baron wastelands plundered to tearful rest pads
Phantom Gargoyle
Cast charms from this catacomb cell
Below the radar, that watches hells realm