Howdy, I’m the American male. And I’m missing parts of me. My balls went missing when civil rights protesters marched. I thought they were right, but I needed to get home before the game started. I work for a company that has a lot of women employees, but none of them are upper management. IContinue reading “Missing balls, a poem.”
Category Archives: Poetry
Don’t blink, a poem
leaves changing their colors again but I haven’t moved. My feet have sunken into ground, My teeth turned brown with rot. I only closed my eyes for a moment, now everything under the sun is old.
What would Captain America say?, Prose poetry.
….that Hydra has taken over, wearing make America great again…. ….black boys being gunned down sleeping on a couch…. ….or eating ice scream after a hard days work…. All in the name of America. Would he be cool with denying abortions, (women, back in the kitchen with ya, he, he!). Would he weep?
State Issued Chastity Belts, A poem.
Why are some women wearing State issued chastity belts? Cowardly men, holding those keys. Question these men, They through a bible at you. But as you duck the last verse thrown, you see the reasons: These men fear loss of power and status, an inability to adapt and not recognizing women as full human beings,Continue reading “State Issued Chastity Belts, A poem.”
It’s OK to cry, a poem.
I cry about,the amount of polyesterin my clothing. It is often cheaply made,Overly glossy,and likely to catch fire. I cry about pass foolishness,often forgetting the wisdom thatit taught me. But I don’t know my beginning or end, and thats OK. I like to keep my head small, to ensure that I can fit through theContinue reading “It’s OK to cry, a poem.”
Wow, Civilization is still here?
Thousands of Russian troops and armor, on the Ukrainian border like some Civilization game. The US, distracted from within by it’s lack of honor, citizens losing their rights like rotting fruit. The homeless grow in numbers, as more chairs disappear and the music stops. Billionaires buy more super yachts and bunkers escape to, But thereContinue reading “Wow, Civilization is still here?”
Basic vs. Premium, a poem
All the cows and sheep, All the grains and wool are gone. Then we ate wolves and crows, then all that was left was carbon. We could not eat our money, I mean, we ain’t animals! Basic carbon is for the poor, Premium is for the wealthy. Basic carbon looks like two-day old oatmeal. PremiumContinue reading “Basic vs. Premium, a poem”
Hi doggie, a poem.
Hi doggie next-door. I wonder as you gaze at the rain fall, if you’ve ever been wet by it. The discomfort, the glory of experience being in it. Have you ever chased other animals for your survival? Likely not I guess. More likely, you’ve never, like your ‘parents’ never had discomfort or failure. Alas, itContinue reading “Hi doggie, a poem.”
Where’s the OFF switch?
A procreativeforceit makes babies,but there’sno babies. Sacred fun.Recreational bliss. And yet I’m lonely.
The many faces of Aku, a poem.
An evil shape shifting demon, On a planet not so far Away, wanted complete domination and souls of everyone. He infested the worlds’ money, so that all are enslaved and that few will rise…. His lies becomes truth in the weak minded…. He exploints differences and cheats. But there are weapons that has defeated him.Continue reading “The many faces of Aku, a poem.”
Liferaft in the Abyss 