A Noble Presence

In a mixed-up
muddled-up
mash–up
A Kurt Schwitters Merz
A Neo DaDa Twizzle

Cowabunga, Babe !
Why so mournful
in your Theatre of Trees ?

Tell us, Horned one,
Do you contemplate
Earth Globes
skyscrapers at jaunty angles
a mud-sunk end
to civilization ?

Do you scoff
at our absurdity
our end-of-days psychodrama ?

Listen
do you hear ever-nearer rumblings ?
And did you ever expect
to achieve
such fame ?