The Socialist Review Style Guide

Turns out syndicalisation
doesn't work any better for wooly bears
than verbal warnings or
white stripes worked for us;
the road these nutdrop noons
is just the warmest place around
as well as the hardest--
twenty feet of good Akenhead with a slight tilt
covered in shit and shiny shells
courtesy of Mr. Blue October here--
& even when they make it over the line
the berm is not permanent,
and the fuckraking leafblowers
papercut the air into orange froth.