Beneath a Midnight Sky

 “When You’re on It” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  When you’re on it, you’re en point  “Let ‘er rip!”  after old-fashioned chitter-chatter …

 “Prevailing Tendencies” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Prevailing tendencies going a-courting  during big nights long before big days  while bubbling away on the plains  like close compadres …

 “Deferring Discussions” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Deferring discussions  without leaving crumbs and then some  all for clumsy ornery sorts  sipping port at Slugger Awards …

 “Never Before Seen” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Never-before-seen brilliant streaks  showering into darkening evenings  having run into comet debris  being seen by eager skywatching devotees ably viewed when the moon is truly new having been subjected to the powerful  gravitational pull of Jupiter  cruising shooting stars for beaming human beings…

 “A Fictional Online” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A fictional online for dramatic effect  like a world record being set over and over again  while playing on mixed emotions  from modern-day scrolls  as staged in lonely  stay-at-home households …

 “Wanted” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Wanted, but nowhere to be found  as hive minders having trouble deciding  like the stars brightly shining  literally “on fire” kind a  like grinding at night …

 “Potentially Fierce” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Potentially fierce gathering steam  experiencing catastrophe attacking enemies  no time to think  “4 real?!?” “You don’t have to tell me!” …

 “Teasing Apart” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Teasing apart vast swarms of proteins  burgeoning into discoveries  of promising molecules  based on targeting venomous toxicology  dialing back lethal factors  hunted with a black light at night  all for clinical trials …

 “Usually Known for Infighting” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Usually known for infighting  now becoming crystallized  into largely united by combining  courage with deviance  and forging strong military alliances  synchronized in wartime  galvanized into victorious fighting …

“Making a Point” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Making a point from under rubble  in a dry and sober language  describing fate like bodies crushed by tanks  grasping at meaning while pushing back  at a world that never actually happened  as a nonsensical account of a once glorious past being centralized  by sharp propaganda …

 “Cynically Pretending” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Cynically pretending victory  indiscriminately shelling civilians  torturing prisoners forced to live under strenuous conditions  while officials gather horrific statistics  investigating barbaric capture campaigns  uncovering mass graves as a tabulation of an unprovoked invasion …

 “A Notable Risk” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A notable risk from icons of conflict  trying to defy the odds by holding on  to bigger and larger arsenals of arms  as an escalatory consequence  of facing growing threats  to the world we once made together  becoming void of connection  other than that of a heavy weapon …

 “Getting Underway” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Getting underway here’s the latest  land based sea based heard air raids  harsh sanctions rosy claims  common refrains large bomb craters  coming under occupation  stuck in the Dark Ages dividing the faithful  versus offering painstaking affirmation mixing spilled blood with fallen rain …

 “Appearing to Be Massing”  by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Appearing to be massing  profound impacts of casualties as atrocities  exuded irrepressibly as grief and worry  like naming black cats with white feed  while adding to the team, so to speak …

 “The Word on the Street Is a Giant Z” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  The word on the street is a giant “Z”/after looking long and hard/into lines and lines of stark pine boxes/filled with alarming states of complete shock/due to the debacle’s of semi-conscious half swastikas …

 “Think Tanks and Software” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Think tanks and software  going to war with afterthoughts  along with powerful surveillance apps putting faces to names verifying crimes identifying the dead and the alive  mining megabytes from social media sites  minus privacy and over site …

 “Led to a Rise” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Led to a rise in horrifying crypt-like basement lives  as innocent civilians seek to survive  beneath fierce fighting  by hiding from direful enemy fire …

 “Giving New Meaning” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Giving new meaning  to,  “Catching some Z’s” while screaming: “Over my dead body!” …

 “Trading Blows” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Trading blows  going in and out of focus  stolen moments  gained footholds  lost souls  left in limbo …

 “Baseless Invasion” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Baseless invasion  makeshift graves  honoring the lost  covered in rich homeland soil  blanketed by masses  of newly rooted shoots of grass …

 “Evading Escalation” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Avoiding escalation  fearing detonation  searing radiation  excruciating extermination  all in a millionth of a second …

“Ramping Up” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Ramping up catching up  madly waving one’s arms  bald caps talons wailing  grease-painted faces  shaky child’s play …

 “Hope and Fury” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Hope and fury dangerous possibilities  misbegotten hardship catastrophe  mischance Herculean tasks uphill battles adamant conceitedly dogmatic propaganda  high-handed overbearingly doctrinaire  stalled advances sugar-coated answers  deterred from acting…

 “Under Fire” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Under fire out of fuel  rolling back damaged downed  speaking slower over  shooting videos taking photos  tanks approaching firing drones  “Better to be a deserter than fertilizer” …

 “Rejiggering the Day-to-Day” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Rejiggering the day-to-day  falsely embracing, “Staying in our lane” ceaselessly repeating, “Some things just never change!” forcibly facing complacency  in an invasion of countless cliches…

 “Bombarded from Afar” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Bombarded from afar  engraved in rock  scythes axes animals  suns stars zigzags dots  neural models  as the knotty state-of-the-art  gnarled weaponry…

 “Toeing the Line” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Toeing the line as a conductor might  happening offline like a possessive type  in a beloved site not surprisingly  filled with wise guys after midnight …

 “Strategically Evasive” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Strategically evasive scenes of disarray  in a brooding mood: “Duck, duck, goose!” shelled high-rise units laceless shoes preparing to prove flabbergasting gobsmacked reactions  getting hammered fighting back …

 “Bitingly Fierce” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Bitingly fierce irreconcilably severe  drawing the short straw as the last straw  crossed swords locked horns …

 “Conceived in Peace” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Conceived in peace born into war  swathed in the horror  of a bombed maternity hospital…

 “Nowhere to Be Found” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Nowhere to be found forced out  seeking damages spoils of war  crossing borders annexing territories  violating laws low points  peace talks all aboard babies born …

 “Shocked Reactions” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Shocked reactions steaming mad wailing horror tales grisly stats  taking a gallant stance  withstanding savage battles  avowing hallowed homelands …

 “Biting Writings” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Biting writings rolling one’s r’s, say  line by line  like the consonants “t” and “d” being ejected forcefully  setting permissible exposure limits  exploding into millions of fierce pieces  appealing to “The Almighty” …

 “A Bunch of Wolves or Cards” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A bunch of wolves or cards not yet rated  like multiple stringed instruments  while plinking along with the letters  of various aliases being read then measured  in both meters and liters ultimately finishing  with legions of cheers for heroes …

 “In a Tussle” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  In a tussle struggling scuffling rough and tumble  free for all tough rumpuses  run-ins dug in  with stiffened fisticuffs  upon succumbing  to mussy scrums … 

 “Surreptitiously Indeed” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Surreptitiously indeed  behind the scenes  secretly sneaking  amazingly, in slang  one might say  as an irrefutable statement  while stealthily waiting  for the end of days …

 “Gathering, As Information” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Gathering, as information  well-trodden, as a war path  communicated through channels  on internet browsers  and satellite graphics  for nightmare combatants  fading to black …

 “Botheration!” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  “Botheration!” pining away  issuing ultimatums “It’s a date!” …

 “Scoundrels” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Scoundrels all around global locales’ stomping grounds “But who’s counting?”

 “Traces” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Traces, remains, head, in slang  letters between two names  serpentine strong strings  doing the wrong thing “So, I was wrong” demonstrating how doodles are drawn above the comas on keyboards …

 “Totally Pointless” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Totally pointless completely annoying  rendered null and void to no one’s surprise “Ain’t no sunshine ” as earth wind and fire shining-star wind chimes for flashing fireflies  rising in mass at twilight while intermixing with blinking satellite signals throughout sparkling cosmic history…

 “Disinclined” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Disinclined undecided  faint hearted shy  broken over time  horns waggled wobbly  like chopping cloves and garlic  as aromatic toppings  for stopover works of art  labeled, “Don’t bother” …

“Let’s See Here!” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Let’s see here  neither here nor there  taken aback being badgered  “Be right there!” “Be right back!” adding flair involving masks  on the other hand feeling bedraggled  going out and about headed South …

 “Cloak-and-Dagger” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Cloak-and-dagger  like playing Minecraft being blocked by  gunpowder and sand  as well as sacred plants called, “The Strangler” as we stammer, “Stat! Stat! Stat! Stat!” after avengers with hammers …