Upbeat and Trippy

" Upbeat and Trippy "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Emeralds and garnets
set in long prongs
of marital harmony
as wearable objects

where there is no faux
to what extent
we already know
as our ayes explode
into sequential photos

bursting open
into canary yellow
upbeat and trippy
like fragrant white
hyacinths
on a mind-blowing
violet rise...

Reconstructed from Memory

" Reconstructed from Memory "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Reconstructed from memory
with a turntable interface
rigorously engaged
mixing, scratching
beat-matching
on a tablet
of soundtracks

with weather patterns
in icons of art as isobars
somewhat blocked
by atomic clocks
in chimney pots

kilned by artists
in hardship
with thumbprints
survived
by liquid inscriptions...

A Passing Mention

" A Passing Mention "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A passing mention
of honorary members
easily digested
as artful contents

like wedges of yellow
fundamentally complex
plush as a pet bed
of retrospection

with altered contents
as primary entities
tenderly pedestrian
in blues and reds

like implicated pleasures
wittily tender
making perfect sense
out of context...

Blurring the Borders

" Blurring the Borders "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Blurring the borders
with unconfirmed reports
of, " There is talk, just talk "
on the flip side of a wall

crouching in the corner
of a plexiglas coffin
for a jabberwocky
reinforced by elongated
jibber-jabber in a logjam
of uncanny majesty

with purplish casts
of calamitous duality
as the aftermath
of dashed solidarity
looking spare...

Rubbing Elbows

" Rubbing Elbows "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Rubbing elbows
with an immense
exoskeleton
inextricably enmeshed
in slyly feminist
ski sweaters

on a rib cage
of yarn paintings
while targeting themes
of secret identities

steeped with fragility
on a back-lighted screen
seeming to scream
imperceptibly from the ceiling

as pockmarked
noncanonical art
wrested from a rocky grotto
blood red and symmetrical...

Even Morbidly Attentive

" Even Morbidly Attentive "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Even morbidly attentive
to rigorous minimalists
like a pair of kittens
as a living commitment
to subtle premonitions

concretely mirrored
with symbolic significance
touchingly raggedy
and affably devilish
as bilious prodigies

reappearing inexplicably
ultimately conducting
a lumbering
banged-up young'un
hissing a thug in a dust up

mixed up with a muddle
of objects and images
as enigmas
of packaging and positioning

like kindred spirits
fomenting a bigger
exactness of madness
thick and jagged
with deep reds and blacks

regardless of scale
as claw spans
on power-hungry slabs
meant for king crabs
wrapped in moments
of opacity as tantalizing
strands of amped pageantry...

Smiling Moonily

" Smiling Moonily "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Jittery beauty
in a redo
digging the new
as mildly amusing
and cartoonish

reintroduced
by shaky moves
throughout the room
lavishly on view

with self-consciously cool
and delusionally blasted music
in loop-de-loop big wave movies
of looky-loos smiling moonily...

Crib Notes

" Crib Notes "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Crib notes
showcased
with sophistication
traced between today's
dilapidation and the wake
of man-made family scrapes

played on a hand-cranked
tape player versus automated
end games on behalf a bank
of organ donations hard to separate

artfully interlaced
in public spaces
of the inhumane
scene at center stages
as a barren places
for human remains

with pitiful desperation
teasingly exaggerated
and forcibly extricated
by eminent domain...

Given Little Chance

" Given Little Chance "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Given little chance
as slightly behind
dwindlings of time
narrowly divided

as opposed to unifyingly
putting doubts aside
while denying decline
despite descending flights
of stoney designs

by battling free will
just for the love of lit
assiduously set adrift
as a pianist plinks
the final keys
played from memory

brilliantly crisp
and maniacally aphoristic
as solipsistic tipsiness
with double vision
exceeding the speed limit
post apocalyptically...

A Weird Present

" A Weird Present "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A weird present
cheery but menacing
in the midst of a Twitter's
latest victims dimly lit

including tips depicted
differently without focusing in
embracing the shift in instant
messaging to texting nonsense

stemming from the shelf
lives of eye guides
for product lines
vulnerable to sunlight...

By a Landslide

" By a Landslide "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

By a landslide
long provided
like compiled satire
in back-filed binders

overly likely to be groped
under a microscope
left behind while being derided
on stained slides
of high-end contrivances
in feigned alliances
often described
as cohesive society

with insatiable appetites
heavily voting the majority
with the pervasive timidity
of a wriggly fish
like the rumba originally
when the courts split

in an avalanche
of gained grounds
as mouse holes
in windows below
weapons depots
ready to take on
the whole
with eyes closed

while appealing to both
for not knowing
of the taking over
of withholdings
as left overs on hold
in the fork in the road...

With Its Landmark

" With Its Landmark "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

With its landmark
of adjusted art
as certainly nots
in invective volumes
going only so far

paying homage
to contents
for converts
made up
of Odysseys
of improbabilities

like portraits
of people
unable
to call it quits
as shepherded
legacies
of unhurried myths

startlingly realized
as headliners
of the year
not entirely pleasant
like introspection
yielding memories
of pre-emptive
self-defense
imagistic as ever

like breathless
predecessors
railing against
open-ended
questions
as guesswork
with viral potential
conveyed
as intelligence
getting bested...

Sparring on Foreign

" Sparring on Foreign "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Sparring on foreign
wishing in a star
prompting
sharp shifts in policy
with pee wee
penalties
and the risks
of high-energy drinks

as fatalities
reported in filings
while stripping titles
and tightening
unviabilities
in the eyes
of the finally
narrowly divided

during weeks
of unlikely reminders
at least
for a little while
framed by a clear sky
and horizon lines
of the big time

well worth biking
in a chance finding
of high-speed
greater volatility
with the most troubling
reductions
in a stubborn recovery

with the latest results
as extremely difficult
pluses among us
after gathering enough
all of a suddens
by taking a tumble...

Practically Guaranteed

" Practically Guaranteed "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Practically guaranteed
hanging around the nursery
indefatigably pink
after the repeal of jelly beans

in speakeasies for keynote speakers
of social media with goofy grins
as the price of admission
for a creepy centerpiece

in a revealing scene
wielding tightlipped
barely minimal pleas
wittily spinning
on a whim
woes kept in...

Not Unremarkable

" Not Unremarkable "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Not unremarkable
undocumented
entire populations
dangerously endangered
as lemon meringue
real estate

in solo shows
of bodies
on our own
truly astonishing
as inter-related
and re-embraced
unvisited places

like empty neighborhoods
bearing false names
spanning decades
fallen into decay

collectively
domesticated
by implication
instructively
fascinating
like an over-
loaded pancreas

seemingly natural
in isolation on stage
while probing
the corners of our brains

dark-room generated
gas-infused tubes
of patina'd beauty
in tureens
of bayoneted enemies

thriving briefly
suffering irreparably
as filigreed surface reliefs
with cackling glee

after the burbling brutality
of forgeries unnervingly
lost in infancy
as black-chalk drawings
dashed off
on a reddish shore...

A Type of Femme Fatale

" A Type of Femme Fatale "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A type of femme fatale
wielding power, occurring now
in the roof of a mouthful
against backgrounds

swirled around questions asked
as mandarin mind expansion
vaguely designated
and annotated by example
like a particularly glaring
manicured hand

never lacking in all manners
of carved and tinted lacquer
as leaded glass hulkingly masculine
paint splattered readily grasped
absentee magnates...

Staking Out Space

" Staking Out Space "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Staking out space
still dismayingly
while walking and standing
with the gloriously simple tasks
of the marvelously relaxed

as stationary bodies
colorful and motley
just getting started
in jerky partnerings
like random pops
full of traumas

sometimes in part
after refusing
to acknowledge
the lack of polish

while dragging on
a little hotly
with the trivial erotica
of tit-for-tats
in unspoken demands...

Its Most Touchingly

" Its Most Touchingly "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Its most touchingly
chameleonic back story
clarifies exactly
funny havoc off camera

at the outset
with every reason
to be happy
while losing steam
in an array of zingers

as genial slackers
dressed in black
with the almighty
" if " factor
of circumstance
like the tantrum
of a malefactor
wearing a badge...

Like a Champion

" Like a Champion "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Like a champion
style-cramping
thick, black and flat
with recognition factors
of exclamatorily
cartoonish antics

scratching
at facile parallels
from a moving cab
after banning the sale
of fine folk tales

unsung here and there
with sardonic details
stamped on landscapes to scale including handling
directly onto canvases as planters...

Require a Whiteboard

" Require a Whiteboard "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Require a whiteboard
for mercurial go-go boys
left at the door
of a Diesel store

overlooked by gawkers
holding sparklers aloft
flamboyantly
temple thrumming
like murmuring clerks
in pencil skirts

with handy hashtags
and Twitter handles
as notes asking
for avarice

in pastels
of feminine
recollections
worth every second
ushered
to another exit...

Offering Quieter Pleasures

" Offering Quieter Pleasures "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Offering quieter pleasures
along urban edges
dotted with rods
propped in city parks
through arches
of goldenrod
along hidden ponds
and the tidal marshes
of topologists

as inevitable protests
with brochures as evidence
of a better yet agreement to exit
while saving ourselves
in a three-day convention
for heirs of resurrection
behind the canonical events
of double-billed vendors...

At Once a Monster

" At Once a Monster "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

At once a monster and a joke
striking a dominant note
up close and on the dot
like complex phenomenons
on serpentine columns
of innocence and awfulness

keeping their distance
while tick-tocking
in three volumes
of eroticism
as small models
in pink marble
for snobs
and macho trophy art

disembodied in luxury cars
by snapshots of the paparazzi
replete with scary meanings
of supreme luxury
on leather seats
in differing densities
tilting inward
torquing mysteriously...

Could Be Repurposed

" Could Be Repurposed "

for My Papa
on his 84th BDay

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Could be repurposed
as a poignant memorial
like a stained-glass portrait
installed in a velvety
crimson window

surviving religious depictions
worth visiting while catching fish
from a flagship of fatuous pleas
remarking on the differences
between snaggers of salmon
and the leader of the pack
as fiddle-faddle on dry land

wearing sweater letters
in winter weather
down the wine list section
bent on a bender
of formal defenses
for household helpers
in a tussle over whether
elegance can be measured

like demented truth-telling
with the pretense
of a new head
glued back together again
by discrepant potential
as relics still desperate
teeth gone, hurried on
looking harsh...

Over the Medium

" Over the Medium "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Over the medium
pieced together
as re-examination
custom made
without variation
in the twisted state
of a drip painting
like code violations

coming close to home
as openings
for the outspoken
standouts
of irrationality
shut down
by a martial posture
using a charged
virginal process

like larceny
in empty streets
supposedly
as newsworthy
as truthfulness
without conviction

while leaving aside
the ever-increasingly
misleading exemplary
repeat motifs
of recurring themes
in abalone...

Wearying Prospects

" Wearying Prospects "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Wearying prospects
fully stocked
in silly parlors
of the foolhardy
hardeningly
disheartening

as the tracks
of classical
legal battles
for the distressed
debts of dissidents
with hand tremors

forced to land
fan after fan
as lovers
of romance
hitting home
uncomfortably close...

Wickedly Fetishistic

" Wickedly Fetishistic "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Wickedly fetishistic
in a range of skin
unshakably
purple, ivory & gray

truly cringe-making
coming away
after taking on gangsters
never been middle-aged
by implication
walking away

wearing the very same
suit up and clank
secured to the waist
along the edge
of the spray

like the olden days
reaching teenage
never having been
the same

born of dimly lighted
bioscience unobliged
a bit like a large revolver
of laminated cards
unburdened by pockets

to alert the doctors
in handfuls of hospitals
backed by technology
and accelerometers

tested for effectiveness
suddenly sedentary
with obscure questions
left unasked and unanswered
by friends and parents

without being there
on a webcam
down a willy-nilly path
in chilly misery

while flipping
digital transitions
with the flick
of a wireless switch...

Important Insofar

" Important Insofar "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Important insofar
eccentrically scholarly
in two parts
of a functioning bar
armless as clay models

distinctly modern
underlyingly erotic
worked in bronze
with black dots
and wide margins

much enlarged
as stops and starts
of contradictorily odd
non-profits gone
missing after hanging
from the ceiling
during faculty meetings
for surface treatments

alternately droll and poetic
like doggedness
gone horribly wrong
and depressingly obvious
as semiotic balloons popping

in opportunities
for the remarkably
ultra-hip verbiage
of the stylishly
wised-up
like inquiring minds
sometimes quite spritely

unclear why
while running
through the fire as viewers
with the cool insouciance
of saline solution...

Pulling Numbers

" Pulling Numbers "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Pulling numbers
out of hats
assigned to bands
singing and rapping

while screaming sparingly
in self-effacing zingers
having to mingle
in hilarious comedies

based on searing hymnodies
of familial catastrophes
in long-necked flasks of fiascoes
turned upside down

as seen by the naked eye
in a mortar strike of body and mind
being scared by synoptic topples
over anarchical whoppers

in monologues
with tight-fitted
muscled postures
apart from a partner
with peaceful plasticity
and killer instincts

in a whodunit
laid out tidily
as sitcom pilots
with obvious titles

otherwise like initiation rites
coiling and waiting to strike
at the undersides
of gruesome violence
harshly lighted in pantomime
whilst thinking twice...

Like a Flyover

" Like a Flyover "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Like a flyover
anchor-style
like one-liners
as birth rites

made to sound
like overly edited subtexts
of the unexpected
lacking slickness in the preface

genuinely unsettling
seemingly endless
recounted events
of self-possession

augmented with eclectic spectrums
of debris-strewn sets calling attention
to indelible sweaty textures overhead...

A Merry Jig

" A Merry Jig "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A merry jig
ending
with a wince
at a dizzying
clip
of brash
boyishness

busily blustering
mordantly funny
as spoiled sports

collapsing into madness
after scampering
in a game of tag

broadcast
as multitasked IMAX
in payback
for embarrassment

benevolent audacity
matching cable channels
in batches of gym bags
for husky romance

in the shadows of the Vatican
as magnetism knowing how to tap
without losing impact
while living as nomads

hand-to-mouth
falling into halves
hard-boiled
and precarious

as lone dancers
in bravura passages
with waves of laughter

bare-chested, dressed in red
drumming extensively
peeking out, running on "E"

shaking frantically
lip-smacking
like a crank
without explanation

becoming engaged
in goofy ways
overly aimless
out of place
provoking outrage...

Risking Escalation

" Risking Escalation "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Risking escalation
getting back
into circulation
while sequencing
DNA heavily sedated
medicated and intubated

as a baby
at the plate
fighting fakery
by wiping away
the newly named
bar soap for the face

full of foreshadowing
good or bad
on first-crossed paths
with cleverness and care
in fat paragraphs
as a redoubt of rare

old-fashioned
months and a half
of submitted ballets cast
with the brutality
of family values

dusky and lush
with yearnings that tug
literally barbed enough
but never published

after redoubling
spade to dummy
endplayed
by ducking a club
in Purim's month
with Crayola colors...

A Grueling Day

" A Grueling Day "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom,
& Mom-Mom Suzán

A grueling day making a stake
for election day stirring chaos
with heated exchanges
by implant makers

like misstatements
about enslavement
drawn and painted
as certified reputations

discreetly displayed
by tolerative curators
serene on the surface
less so beneath
unfolding on hand scrolls
over and over

within the dark spaces
of a basement
during renovation
secreted away
as one far more famous
and much less greater

nothing like paradigms
avoiding the swipe
of a deriding archetype
by diverting the ear and eye...

Unearthing Relics Haikus

" Unearthing Relics Haikus "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Unearthing relics
after leveling tremors
hardly detected

wild and domestic
beneath a treacherous sea
tsunami hairsprings

lithe impunity
nullifying distinctions
under three minutes

strictly limited
to a growing populace
of mindless midriffs

wonky, outdoorsy
infinitely curvy
like twisted biscuits

shimmering dimples
as discharged ammunition
fearlessly impish...

Packing a Wallop

" Packing a Wallop "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Packing a wallop
in a stark electronica
as an optional demand
partly left to "per chance"

permeating the second half
of a monochromatic calamity
like a bafflingly pale stare
in an alarming fantasy
of frumpy gray

seeking to navigate
through metal frames
with melted phrases
pimping their way
to daydreamed ovations
towards sporadic clapping

for "should-not-bes"
too hard to keep clean
as emasculating comedies
addictingly ugly and jarring
like bizarringly downbeat wannabes

in boxing rings
with bone-deep
whoopees struggling
to get it up in stand up
after stumbling
as a stuck-up grown up

abruptly dumbstruck
by the insultingly vulgar
underlying assumptions
of chumminess
suddenly debunked

by symbiotic bonds
exponentially enlarged
and seemingly impossible
as glamour shots gone
horribly preposterous

like controversial artists
on the edges of a sob
filled with aplomb
bouncing eagerly on
highly charged
in a slapstick romp
passing for snarling and grotty
over a sinewy melancholy
pockmarked by gamecocks...

Thought to Be

" Thought to Be "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Thought to be
a sly bit
like one-
upmanship
equally cheeky
like high-jinks

still pretty funny
yet abruptly thuggish
beyond the hulkingly
knock-kneed
while rocking
back on high heels
of vulnerability

struck by loveliness
trundling as a fictional couple
after sipping rum
meticulously colored

visiting one such
inconsistency
with rad intensity
as stylistic
contradiction
re-jiggered
by indecision

with an uplift
of commitment
like a punk spirit
thrice a year

as the outrageous
ranges of harsh languages
from first-rate to dismay
in a face-off during waning days
waged as restored claims
to top-rate arcane slang

uncontaminated by indefatigable
obscure ballads applied by agile
high sopranos while playing a cactus
and mimicking "oohs" and "ahhs"
as carefully plotted soda bottles
in an ignoble denouement...

Daring to Delve

" Daring to Delve "

by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Daring to delve
into obvious parallels
of mercurial sex
as deadpan deadends

conceived in sets
wrapped with the trappings
of satiny glamour
like a rare chance
as it just so happens

in a smashing outlasting
of failures laid bare
long after wearing
floppy hair in the elastic
bands of a bombastic cast

still unavailable
irregardless of details
pushed back
as parasitic parents
and unreliable friends

in coldly funny seductions
unsentimental enough
for forlorn songs
of wrenching torment
hammered short-long
absolved in a cautionary encore...