“Could Bode Ill” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

” Could Bode Ill”

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Could bode ill
as a simple proposition
of cutting a ribbon
with integrity and skill
yet reflecting splits
in public opinion
turning sickly
within minutes
ending up listless
linking illnesses
to the opposition
homing in on millions
spying on their origins
without skimping
on gargantuan ambitions
turning vicious
like a fearsome-
looking anglerfish
bait flickering irresistibly
as never-before-seen
in a ghoulish species
fusing and commingling
beneath a darkening
deepening sea ...

“Closing In” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán...

” Closing In “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Closing in
petering out
greasing gears
of asylum deals
while tapping loyalists’
longtime pillars
by bridging schisms
with scammers’ trickery
like conflicted memoirists
mimicking fish that wriggle
as deeply dissimilar
while unconvincingly
under the influence
moving at a quick clip
lacking in voice recognition
making brutal decisions
lucid, confidently grim
in gray villages of numbness...

“At the Root” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom-Suzán...

“At the Root “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

At the root
of feeling grounded
in a cautionary tale
entailing grants
on large scales
of huge data
like backtracked
backlashed
facial recognition apps
getting taken for granted
going well beyond imagination
taking command
calling out from a fairy tale,
“See you there!”
attempting to manage
a herculean task
of leading to romance
waving wands of magic
polishing fingernails...

“ Record Heat” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán...

” Record Heat “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Record heat
scarce relief
dealing
with M.P.G.
fleets
in coming weeks
of unrecorded history
dangling feet
as a rethink for A.C.
rendered obsolete
by bacteria and algae
while facing extinction
of entire species
having been depleted
by human activity
capturing urgency
by recycling leggings
from a dark distant place
simulating rules of engagement
in collaboration
with rumination and risk-taking
echoing Old Master Paintings
entering “The Pearly Gates” ...

“Up the Chain” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán...

“Up the Chain”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Up the chain day-to-day
hands-off somewhat painful
halting delays on display
kept at bay feeling unmistakably
shaky and unseemingly blank
play-by-play
neither condemned nor exonerated
like a sphinx
unwilling to reveal its secrets
across two hearings of legalese
extending the mystery
becoming extremely leery
of over-speaking
all within a raging mediasphere...

“Coming Attractions” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Coming Attractions”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Coming attractions
coming faster and faster
via marathon ads
living on-demand
with teasers to trailers
for by-standing parents
from a buried past
deemed, “Dreamland Massacres”
as homes that would never be had
here there and elsewhere
being rebranded as,
“Crawdads comin’ a callin’ “...

“Troubles” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán...

“Troubles”

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Troubles
fading
away
on
something
of a whim
while
in the company
of a slow-
moving donkey
galumphing
across sparse
parts of a quiet country
lulling and lovely
discovering dense jungles
via shadows of vultures
secretly overrun
and often uninterrupted
freshly shucked
U.F.O. - like structures
as signs of things to come
being teased away
by eddying currents...