Blog #10: “Pop Villanelle”

Pop Villanelle

A bike without the use of bars I cruise,

And texts of comics drafted I create.

Doth there exist a thing I cannot do?

Remote control of mine I doth undo,

And cherry stems I tie with ease and haste,

And bikes without the use of bars I cruise.

Mine expertise to start comp’nies anew –

Consumers, O, the things I sell art craved!

Doth there exist a thing I cannot do?

A microphone I use, mine power grew;

Mine global reach, mine cause one cannot break –

This bike without the use of bars I cruise!

Opponents go in prisons I’ve construed!

And missiles launched by radar with no shame!

Doth there exist a thing I cannot do?

This world, this planet swiftly I undo;

This power, death, and hatred were mine fate:

A bike without the use of bars I cruise.

Doth there exist a thing I cannot do?

                                    Flobots, “Handlebars”