Beware the black symbol of planets.

Beware the whack pull of spandex.

Beware the spindly waxed cane haul.

Beware the wayback machine made landfall.

Beware of beehive hair and God calls.

Beware for beware’s sake, wear flair for handshakes.

Beware the bastards are bashing, the poets posing.

Beware of loose women, loose asphalt.

Beware, of course, of Koko B. Ware.

Beware, be fair, and be melting.

Beware the dark heart in the chest, faking.

Beware before becoming.

Beware for months, then nothing.

Beware the cows weighted and whelping.

Beware the spacehole’s sudden hotel.

Beware of heaven and hell.