Naw, I don’t want to be a dog….a poem

I put on a collar one time. Wanted to get that feel.But then I’m nota real dog. I hate to beg,I prefer steak,not doggy food. And I want to havenon doggy feelingslike Eros andwhy magichappens. Naw,I’ve seen how Masterstreat their doggies. From having to poop inpublic to being chained,beaten justbecause youhump? And some Mastersare unbelievablycruel,Continue reading “Naw, I don’t want to be a dog….a poem”

They wore white sheets…., a poem.

The shootin’ started over The lids of coffins, One group of shooters were burying people trying to vote, I could hear their crys from under their lids. The shooters wore white sheets, burned down the town, torched my house. But you didn’t kill us, We still rise….

Schrodinger’s Cat’s Revenge, a poem.

How dare thesehumans put me ina box, and declare my existence in a quantum state! Poisoning the planet, killin’ all the fish! How’s this fora thought problem: What happens when the Alpha predator kills all the food? Hit: I and the crows will dine onYou.

In truth…., a poem.

In truth…. Good and evil do not exist. There is no life on Earth. There is no Earth. There are no child soldiers, and Asian folk can walk the streets in peace. The oceans circulate plastics like cancerous cells In a body that does not exist, Astronomers light years away wonders, ‘who turned out theContinue reading “In truth…., a poem.”

The lines….a poem

Waiting in line, to be attacked by dogs, there barks and bites. The pain goes away and scares heal. The sun is hot, always getting hotter, people are arrested attempting to give us water. We brought canteens. The lines stretched down city blocks until next Tuesday, Originating from chapped blood hands Pickin’ fields of fluffyContinue reading “The lines….a poem”

I Should Have Said Nothing?, a poem.

I lived down stream the king’s damn,and dreamedthatit broke, watching it murder myvillage. It hurt, that I didn’t die with them. Concerned,I told mywife laying next to me. “Blasphemy!I will neverlay with youagain!” And with that, turned me over to the night watch, who beaten meand gave me to my cell mates. Brought beforethe KingContinue reading “I Should Have Said Nothing?, a poem.”

Little Penises

“Violence is the last resort of the incompetent.” ~ Isaac Asimov A little man, kills Asians because of jealousy of there culture and race ….and that other little men told him it was OK to do so. Little people lie to themselves, distort history and kidnapped children at Southern at a border, showing their manhood.Continue reading “Little Penises”

03.16.2021

By my logic, (at least the parts that are obviously not flawed), that the only way I keep falling into the same damn hole Is that I have been walking in circles. Or worse,That I never left the hole in thefirst place,my mind delusional and libido compromised,seduced…. ….then I stubbed my toe,the pain terrible,laced withContinue reading “03.16.2021”