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

“Overlooked”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Overlooked
cavorting
and contorting
self-taught
on still-wet
canvas and plaster
over life spans
evoking cracked
and weathered
home-made crafts
scavenged by the handful
via presence and absence
edited at right angles
as seasons’ passing
twirling mustaches
munching Crackerjack...

“So Be It” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“ So Be It”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

So be it running out of people
robots given human features
caught sign stealing
ordered quarantined chained by fear
reeling from the unseen
fighting to be believed
like creepy-scary hospital masks
worn behind glass at sharp angles
panning cameras dovetailing
across scanned foreheads
feverishly en masse ...

“Nearly Helped Topple” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Nearly Helped Topple”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Nearly helped topple visiting flocks
at the Museum of Modern Art
with the moods and pleasures of objects
staking out spots in largish big boxes
replete with harlequins pocked
with sunspots photons and charges particles
gleaming ‘n’ flashing, “Help wanted” ...

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

“Turbocharged”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Turbocharged arias
as memoirs
for imaginary friends
in peril
from self-contempt
due to decadence
plus a prideful desire
to reach way up
to the heavens
when feeling
allegedly threatened
by prophetic
repetitive numbnesses
with penchants
for fearing dreaded
pandemics
screening redemptive
happy endings
for sleuthy
scene-stealing
dogs appearing
in detective stories
on every continent
but Antarctica
post Fat Tuesday
Super Tuesday
plus Two-for-Tuesdays
cleaving dents in the universe
as moments of truth
like cheeky musicals
being played “live”
on cruise ships while living
under strict quarantine
and watching sleeper hits
virally spouting greetings of “Chiao!” ...

“Sharp Jabs” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Sharp Jabs”

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Sharp jabs
angry
crosstalk
messy
forums
disorderly
flailing of hands
and raising of voices
for special forces
along qualification courses
painting garish green walls
unpacking belongings
changing locks on doors
backlogged appointments
neglected for too long
like “big-four”
high-effort
low-reward
entry points
a ways off ...

“Facing Sentences” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Facing Sentences”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Facing sentences
ill-equipped to cope
containing errors
paying respects as a test
like harsh lessons
for warnings and watersheds
across storied stretches
where the hugs never end
with stacks of love letters
left to send read
like coded messages
versus course-corrected
“compassionate directness”
in “micro-steps” at midnight ...

“An Eruption of Cases” (Version Two) by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“An Eruption of Cases” (Version Two)

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

An eruption of cases
in recent days dense populations
fearing pandemic outbreaks
intimating “batty” blame

within months and months of strain
disclaiming making big mistakes
global microbes left uncontained

coping strategies harkening back
to “Dick, Jane & Sally” as practicality
becomes radical gaining in popularity

markedly hesitating
between writing and painting
vainly attempting to make the grade

brightly draped in orange and grape
being chased down as personal favorites
still lacking in explanation
loudly proclaiming, “Let them eat cake!!!”...

“An Eruption of Cases” (Version One) by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“An Eruption of Cases”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

An eruption of cases in recent days
dense populations
fearing pandemic outbreaks

intimating “batty” blame
within months of strain
disclaiming making big mistakes

global microbes left uncontained
coping strategies harkening back
to “Dick, Jane and Sally”

as practicality becomes radical
gaining in popularity
helping private insurers more than patients

markedly hesitating between writing and painting
vainly attempting to make the grade
brightly draped in orange and grape ...

“A Show of Might” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“A Show of Might”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

A show of might
in self-described triumph
being brought back to life
without facing a singular rival
like wonkish fighters
as something out of Shakespeare
or the King James Bible
showing hostility from all signs
defined by framing and light
matters of survival to live and let die
via streaming media devices: “Bull’s Eye!” ...

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

“Enabling”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

Enabling rather than challenging
after moving to the rafters with cats
across a sodden promised land
as sinking agrarian standards
and autocratic commanders
impose fractious trappings
not honored in democratic practices
weakening “coup-proof” strategies
demeaning political upheavals
succeeding in suppressing anti-regime activities
feeling in need of, “a little help here”
to the nth degree while mimicking an extinct
bird that grew as tall as 12 feet
and copying creatures manically fleeing
with dark eyespots on their wings ...

“Token Words” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Token Words”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Token words
winnowed down
out raised out spent
Sharks vs Jets
ravishing orchestrals
smothering effects
“What happens next?”
“ A billionaire election?”
“Just where are work places equitable?”

kids to the rescue paper backs paper checks
as a solid show ending where resistance is revenge
with scores left to settle like secrets well kept
versus scarlet letters all in retrospect
while questioning, “We can’t joke about that yet?”

“Taken Aback” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán ...

“Taken Aback”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Taken aback
low-flying caravans
as fantastical paths
of air travel
rethinking taxis
and supersonic
transport impacts
via full-scale
fuel per passenger
prompting pushback
for the new-fangled
pilotless aircraft
immune to voice commands
hailing traffic jams
over hidden valleys
harkening back
to “toodle-oo old chap” ...