The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
Signal Derivatives

What is this kaleidoscopic field
dampened by the pinball wizard
of indigestible bezoars tilting,
pemmican for silvered revolvers
following the terrestrial trail of
frail feathery temporal contusions
amalgams of realgar in green light
cracks the poison matrix to the higher
oxidation potential of powdered gold 
slathered upon the wheel of AI 
that gulps heartily from the riverbed
to piss a panoply of undigested grist
ever the same river flowing from
zeitgeist remotions translated to
vector field polycoated mandalas of
regurgitated pearls whose bitter
aftertaste evokes memories of
durian limburgers laid by purveyors
of influence and the beryllium birdseyed
who shield us from the maturely 
radioactive candor of panpsychic 
denizens sitting pretzel-legged 
at the village pyre tossing twitches
upon the rushabrush of inflammation
coming from the sulfur blue candle
waxing to a cadmium carnival glow.
Well, chief, let's see whence comes
the signal soaring from no noise!
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