Are you conscious of yourself, because, I am worried for your health, and you seem quiet, and out of sorts, which is unusual in a way, for you normally bring such chaos to the table. and you rip up the rule books, and set fire to the world with revolution, and express your rage out…
Read MoreBroken society, frustration and rage. Robberies, burglaries, muggings, drug dealing and marijuana smoking at age 8. Unemployment. Xenophobia. Racism and hate. Domestic abuse. Alcoholism. Chat show hosts, selling peoples souls, and heroin users, making more money than many, many who struggle, struggle to earn the minimum wage. And religions with morals, but with many followers…
Read MoreBroken inside and crying in the night. Another lover gone. Another bottle of alcohol in your hand, that you hope will make everything alright, but you are wrong, and on this lonely path, you will never make amends, or yourself very happy for very long, and although you can pretend, you can pretend everything is…
Read MoreThe world sometimes is a frightful bore, for it leaves us be mostly, so, we do not leave it alone anymore, and we try to organise it from the chaos it was in before, for the world sometimes is a frightful bore, but sometimes it has enough of us. and with earthquakes, and with monsoons,…
Read MoreLipstick kisses, the streets late at night, holding hands in the city, as money changes hands, and bullets are loaded in a gun, ready to administer a contract on a life. Now what is it to be a killer? And what is it that brings you to such a state of mind? To such a…
Read MoreBitter? Me? No not I. But I wish you well. And I hope you treat others better, for you treated me like hell, and I wish you good riddance, for your tongue is vicious, and it casts such bitter spells, and though I will not be sorry to see you go, I for one will…
Read MoreBirds on the telegraph pole, where have you flown over the world so old, and how many miles, and through how many sunsets did you go, I wonder, for upon your wings, and through the night did you sing, as the sun rose, and as you flew to warmer climes that you know, I thought…
Read MoreBecalmed on an island in the sea, becalmed watching the waves with a mind of simplicity, becalmed sat upon the beach, becalmed under a tree, becalmed in a pool by a waterfall, becalmed reading a book, becalmed in nature, becalmed in each other’s company, becalmed under the moon and the stars, becalmed out for a…
Read MoreAnnotated, annotated and dislocated, the librarian is distraught as the books are burnt, and the Jews are sent to the gas chambers to be eradicated, and the librarian filled with knowledge, and emotion cries at the thought, for a nation has been swept up for far too long in rhetoric and Adolf Hitler's lies, and…
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