political poetry – Liferaft in the Abyss

Missing balls, a poem.

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.”

Smokin’ Rome, a poem

A man askedif I would helpwith the bucketbrigade tosave Rome fromburning. I said no, andand litmy cigarette fromamong it’s flames. I smiled atoothless grin, ~puff~

I love women with balls….a poem

It’s amazing really…. But then this is the year 2021AD. She sees a lie, then speaks Truth. Her colleagues bullied her, yet she refuses to tow her party line. She still stands alone and defiant. Her colleagues wears fishnet stockings behind closed doors.