Teflon Impotence

With so many choices to latch onto, why do so many merely slide about?

Teflon Impotence
               by Odin Roark

Oh how the slippery
Would have us slide
Whether upon forgettable Britney
Or a New Jersey Housewife

Late night infomercials
Slow bake our minds into
Wannabe prime time pop tarts ourselves
Glissading from one slick surface to the next
Masturbating our quick droolatory servings

How similar our daytime experience
Sliding across the screen-pundit talk
Non-stick education
Shaking the slimy paw of
El slicko bankers
Their sleight of hand finesse
So seductive

Such happens

Reducing our existence
To a Teflon life
Where unlike its scientific understanding
Long-chain polymer
Fluorocarbon plastic properties
Have integrity
Creating abilities to resist the drag of intrusion
Almost a well as gold and platinum

We skid not into a better life
But merely maneuver
Through each day’s slippery slope
Unknowingly needing
Some lasting nourishment

You know
That old fashioned way
Willing to suffer the unwanted sticking
In order to live
Rather than
Merely exist
As a slip and slide convenience

For others