🎶 We gotta get outta displace 🎶 🎶 If it's last thing we ever do 🎶
Onslaught
Overwrought souls Bought cheaply sold Landgrab diplomacy Firehose hypocrisy Assault on decency Distraught humanity Onslaught on sanity Caught with no exit Or as we all call it Tuesday
Petulance
Living with a pestilence Of pure and simple petulance Now turn out the light Shut the door behind you Don't bother me Cause I can't cope And hey you Get off my lawn too
Fart
Cue the daily ritual Lighting of the fart royale Broadcast to the public Has become habitual Applauded by the loyal Performed by the duo dynamic One deep in his dotage One goofy from his dosage This became our national discourse As media beats a dead horse
I could see him through the window black glass rectangle mounted on my wall as decoded ones and zeros delivered the gift of graft gazintas and gazoutas with a side order of grift pouring into import ports to congeal in my brain
Our time was short A feeding frenzy Tangible tango time Bountiful banquet Beautiful mess Of food and sex In any order With out border A feast for every sense Scents we could touch Tastes we could feel Visions we could smell We spent each other well
1. Aurora: The sound a lion makes 2. Argument: Something to augment a supposition 3. Blessing: Opposite of messing 4. Smack: A cereal abuser 5. Embarrassment: The hills they put under railroad tracks 6. Prickle: A pickle that made poor life choices 7. Bloat: An inflatable raft 8. Coalition: A compressed energy source 9. Barrel: Run headstrong into a supposition 10. Zeal: What some folks do to their spuds and others don’t
It didn't cast a shadow no matter how deeply dreamt fuzzy round the edges light source of diffusion found serenity in the center twixt parted pink curtains clutched within silken walls slippery from delusion became my epitaph after the last plunge now I don't cast a shadow
A Scroll Threw Life 