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.
Tag Archives: Prose
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”
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”
Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….
Yes, yes!, I know, we look at those nudes in profiles, and forget the print. Yes! I love being tied down, but I am never powerless. I submit, bottom, manwwhore for the pleasure of It. But I don’t like the pain of my dis-spirited soul, knowing any I sleep with are likely not my soul-mateContinue reading “Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….”
The Pool Goddess must be mad me….a poem.
Not a pool tablein sight. All of them are covered, pool cues put away in dusty racks. No beer or rum flows, all are bottled unused, Because the bars closed. The people are in the streets, awaiting brutality.
Greed doesn’t have a spacesuit….
A man of wealth Can be an ignoramus and A poor man knowledgeable. All things being equal, that’s ridiculous. I’m not a stranger to homelessness and poverty, but I have never seen so much, where people crap and piss in the streets. And Mars will never be colonized by people, as long as it isContinue reading “Greed doesn’t have a spacesuit….”
Liferaft in the Abyss 