[New-Poetry] English Speaks Up For Itself

[JforJames at aol.com]

English Speaks Up For  Itself 
They say you are faint of  heart.  
So now they want to make you  ‘official’. 
I’m not enamored by your  regard. 
I’ve eaten alligators and jaguars and the  armadillo. 
I’ve subsumed tsunamis and typhoons,   
tangoed with  tornados, 
mixmastered  maelstroms. 
I’ll tattoo your tongue.   
I’ll toboggan down the moguls of your  spine. 
Guerilla armada with a fully-loaded portmanteau,   
I’m a  kami-kazi run amuck. You’ll 
wriggle like fresh sushi, turn yellow as  saffron 
and lose your  chowder. 
I know the algebra and the exploded  anatomy. 
Anonymous, I can stare down the unholy zero,   
or make a black hole  flinch. 
Juggernaut rising out of the  jungle, 
I’ll hamburger your holy  cows. 
If you had the chutzpah  to come in, 
you better be ready to schlep that body  
right  out the door, 
before I dance a blitzkrieg ballet  
on  the ruined cupola  
of your cranium. I  say vamoose  
or  come and get some!
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