Capturing the Zeitgeist

 “Cry on a Roller Coaster” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Cry on a roller coaster  paper towel roll leftover  state whose license plates read, “Famous Potatoes” “Toodles Cheerio Adios” …

 “Can’t Be Severed: for Better or for Worse” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Can’t be severed: for better or for worse  seized by fervor fraught be uncertainty  as well as the jaunty parodies  of locked-room mysteries at warp speed  via the easy-to-apply whipped cream sunscreen…

 “Fitting Into Underpinnings” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Fitting into underpinnings  singing and playing self-made instruments  built on original lyrics bridging traditions  as oral histories drifting driving rhythms  tingling intermingling legacies …

 “Facing Uphill” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Facing uphill welcoming intimacy  suggesting the gee-whiz  ending up nonchalant  in a fedora and a tuxedo wearing big hair donning a handlebar mustache  as artifacts for going nowhere …

 “Look See” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Look see getting used to being  becoming overtly curious Whoopsie! 

 “The Jazzy Gist” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  The jazzy gist staggering patterns of nostalgia  dipping spinning whirling lifting  quicksilver fast feet clueless innocence  faithful riffs vivid outfits doing splits …

 “Edging Forward” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Edging forward diminishing into a vanishing point stepping back thematically  into backdrops  emptying out filling up cross-hatching horizontal bands gorgeously captured puzzling patterns …

 “A Pair’s Shared Obsessions” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A pair’s shared obsessions scarcely more different  united by wishes of enriching coexistence  in austere grids hallmark quiverings  as stables of symbols along with wilting  charcoal glints granted as gifts …

 “Taking to the Streets” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Taking to the streets  taking the long way home  all it takes is a bit of rage  playing tough leading to shoves sensing something  building up  flipping a switch disrupting rhythms  in the final minutes …

 “Going Big on Bright Pinks” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Going big on bright pinks headier than you might think as cerebral pieces  of existential ponderings grazing ceilings  simulating feelings  playing up surreality …

 “A Wild Guess” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A wild guess “Now I get it!” “So sorry you were so upset!” “Let’s make amends!” “Pay attention! Psychics have six of them …

 “Freeze Frames” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Freeze frames taking down larger prey mid-melee punched above its weight genuine or fake  as the worst case outright misclassification confessing mistakes setting records straight   centuries later …

 “Scaling Back” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Scaling back  weighing options  hanging on  dark comedies  lightweight boxing last hurrahs  and common knowledge  going on and on …

 “Discussing the Unmentionable” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Discussing the unmentionable  rethinking leverage extinguishing hope  squandering relationships distorting  multibillions in assistance  suggesting conditioning brawling pandering   during topsy-turvy lunacy flaccidly waffling  caught doing wrong from conspiracy to fraud …

“Suddenly Thinking of Little Buggers” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán   Suddenly thinking of little buggers  rough and tumble left in a huff out to lunch  all in a muddle uttering, “Bugger off!” run run run “Ding, ding, ding we have a winner!” …

 “Leaning into Cacophonies” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Leaning into cacophonies  screeching, jarring  inharmoniously harsh evolving evermore rapidly  warily gargantuan  emerging faster and faster  grappling with circumstance  graphically packages as “rap” in nothing flat …

 “Tossing and Catching” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Tossing and catching/as back-and-forth gravity of adaptive re-imaginings/tapped and clicking  answers for long-standing failing romances/like  changing castings/associated with hackneyed  baggage/against a forbidding backdrop/sounding  sorrowful ballads and heart-rending tales/enduring ill-treatment of the hands/pushing back at offensive caricatures …

 “A Fitting Shift” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A fitting shift being lifted by invisible sidekicks  as ticklishly artificial misfits  dodging contradictions  tethered to the glinting winks  of  “YOU GO GIRL!!! fantasies…

“Can Ya Dig It?!” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  “Can ya dig it?!” “Deal with it!” along with a fortune teller’s sphere  “Roll with it! Get on with it!” “Can’t miss it!”

 “Facing Angst” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Facing angst cultural dominance  streaming economics figuring out futures  hand ringing overlapping buffeting dizzying  walled-in personalities left in a vacuum …

 “A Swinging Hybrid” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  A swinging hybrid time after time  left-handed classics right-handed jazz gracefully dancing racing madly  past distractors taking a stand  staring at rare chances striking up the band … 

 “Bringing the Noise” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Bringing the noise  ensuring readiness and lethality  breathlessly defending our flanks  unmatched by tanks’  singing commanders …

 “Loyal to a Fault” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Loyal to a fault deeply flawed  as besides the point here’s a thought  tick off weird bad and raunchy  short stories of dirty laundry  followed by long applause…

 “Minor Quibbling” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Minor quibbling/nitpicking/pettifogging hedging/fudging/niggling brain tingling/fingernails clicking/ stiff fabric crinkling/itchy trigger fingerings rethinking big gatherings/quick exit strategies  pleading, “Not guilty” …

 “Curtains Sweeping Open” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán  Curtains sweeping open over and over again  suspended from far far away  bathed in intense reds of hi def  to a compelling end when souped-up spiffiness goes angsty as endless elegiac hologram specters come back from the dead …