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Chris Chaffin Jan 2021
In 1972,
Nixon shook hands with Mao
and the world turned its back on Taiwan.

In 1972,
Ceylon changed its name to Sri Lanka,
Okinawa returned to Japan,
and Jane Fonda became Hanoi Jane.

In 1972,
twin Olympics were held,
hungry tigers on wooden skis dashing
down the white slopes of Sapporo,
while the streets of Munich ran red
with the blood of slain Israelis.

In 1972,
Elvis was still the king,
Elton wasn’t quite the queen
and Prince was still a quiet teen.

On September 21, 1972,
Philippine president Ferdinand Marcos
placed my grandmother’s homeland under martial law.
I was born that day
while my grandmother wept.
NARMONSEA Sep 2016
Take me back to Hokkaido:
The streets encased in white,
The crumbling beneath our feet
As we traverse this region
Seeking peace, found in all directions.

Take me back to Hakodate:
A particular bliss can be found,
In the healthy spring,
Whilst we wander naked in the snow,
Bathing in the deepest of seas.

Take me back to Sapporo:
A quiet, yet bustling city,
Touches of silence paired with serenity,
Glimpses of modern paired with old,
Giving us the chance to find ourselves again.

Take me back there with you:*
Eyes looking forward into the distance.
Our selfishness brings us together,
Yet our selfishness will tear us apart.
Yet we still adore each other.
I just want to see snow again.
Mateuš Conrad Jan 2019
cultural darwinism:

too much time spent
looking through
the ****
of a chimpanzee
expecting to roar
like a lion...
and now enough time
spent looking
through the ****
of a homosexual
looking for
a higher mind
  of heterosexual
male's
worth of an imploded
fwench kissing
marathon
of...
   what didn't satiate
the body,
sure as hell made
up for in a thai
circus of convo.

i: unit of one...
am but the wishful
attention span
of: the crux of algebra:
verbiose,
  and... more verbiose...

cabbage +2 + 2 'n' 1 kids...
mother
             sgt. pepper's
and...
that collage...
like a bearded man
doing an American Pie
Ostreicher...

me? my fetish with
the...
polish-lithuanian
charge of the winged
hussars...
against the Cossack
rebellion...

hardly a lawd tennyson...
but a great
sienkiewicz novel
to: mind you what
and what not...

the middle-Asian
fetish for cabbage...
like mine:
the *******'re going
to do with all that turmeric
and chilli, and ginger,
garlic... and?
stink with a stink's waaa'th
w'ah?

the pride the boot
and then...
expecting some
côte d'ivoire
brute...

           and i'm to be:
the napkins provider...
i, the:
       curtain fling -
à la flop...
      
  ***. fetish for western
cuck...

             like ski jumping...
noriaki kasai...
and...
what happens in
sapporo:
stays in sapporo:

while in ****-yo:

          rabu hoteru:
  súkī súkī: thai goose:
guess lucky lucky...

suave... baige 'n' all...

indentations: loci: print...

that movie!
no!
not ninja scroll!
not tenchu
or ten-times-achoo!

  funny... not howl's
moving / floating /
whatever the castle did...

or spirited away...
that... manga *****...

shingles for a schmile...
like: teeth...
but less ordered in:
the arithmetic of...
buck-tooth
kicked out...

   that ******* manga
***** though!

         what was it?!

(20 minute interlude):

ah!

               urotsukidoji!
shin-towing
a pajama in bamboo
strict-tease...
via: dojo-open:
**** flower
    alias kimono...

sigh / aye / sigh / aye /
soogh-too'ji!
Shanghai express...

but i whittle
Pole'lock's breath
of the anglican
might but might not add:

         pale Franckian
'aving imported
the: what the Moroccan
sheikh didn't
deem "necessary"
to export...

           but i'm on
the receiving end:
tell ******* coco
what the copper turban
said...
try that...
ain't no *******
cul de sac sushi
palace wish where
whatever comes
after, come prior to:
"a" from...

world salad from now
on...
    it needs to be
IKEA literal...
no nuance...
   no... just literal:
give me the verbs
and...
  and no 'uance
considering 'ouns...

me?
   i like the idea of
the English language
having the capacity to
entertain more requisites
of letters 'come surds...
  
      cockney playing
conckers...
    C C, K K...
            either cold or:
kindled spirit:
yo ** ** and
a fidgeting compass
originating in Sigh-bear-ah...

cold Solomon:
a cod's whallop...

in summary:
i'd still prefer the tongue
of a gay
to a body of a woman
should it be suggested
i pass the hour in:
"prevailing"
to consecrate myself
upon the altar of
a continuum;

but hey...
that's life...

     her life...
i no chimpanzee shrunk
worth a fight
into her dynamo
of the Mars: ahoy!
if she...
       toying mantis...
           mother... tarantula.
JAM Jul 2022
In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the ******
**** the headlights and put it in neutral
Didn't I do it for you?
Why don't I do it for you?
Why won't you do it for me?
When all I do is for you?
Stock car flamin' with a loser at the cruise control
Someone sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
They want to see us, want to see us alone
They want to see us, want to see us apart
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo, cut it

I'm out my sorrow, Kilimanjaro
Put it in a poem like Walt Whitman
Short flow with a tall rhythm
Got *****, so I ball with 'em

A million young poets screamin out their words
To a world full of people just livin to be heard
Future generations, riding on the highways that we built
I hope they have a better understanding

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you **** me?

I fell in love again
All things go, all things go
Booked a flight on trivago
All things know, all things know

Know a little bit of love
Goes a pretty long way
Take a look at where you started from
And where you are today
You ate mountains
Drank the oceans
You got knocked down
And kept goin'
In the end you know you got to say
A little bit of love goes a pretty long way

So give a little bit
Oh, give a little bit of your love to me
I'll give a little bit
I'll give a little bit of my love to you
There's so much that we need to share
So send a smile and I’ll show you care

And your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is Light somewhere.
it may not be much Light but
it beats the darkness

You’ve all that the greatest of people have had,
Two arms, two hands, two legs, two eyes
And a brain to use if you would be wise

Though look them over, the wise and great,
they take their food from a common plate

And be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you **** me?

You can’t beat death, but you can beat death in life,
sometimes.
And the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be.
Your life is your life. Know it while you have it.

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you **** me?

If I gave you something to believe in
Could you say my name?
And if you gave me something to believe in
Could I do the same?
Like, if I make you smile, if I make you smile
I've done my job at last
And if you make me smile, if you make me smile
Then we all gonna laugh
Can you give me something to believe in?
Can you, can you give me something to believe in?
Can you?

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love

And a little bit of love
Goes a pretty long way
everybody's lost
And that's ok
Some show it, some hide it
But there's a battle
We're all fighting
So if you're looking for the words to say,
A little bit of love goes a pretty long way

Hallelujah, hallelujah, I just found some faith today
I see you wildin', baby, that's that **** that made my day
And I been beamin' like nah, nah, nah
You can't catch me, you can't catch me 'less you run like moi

No, I ain't too flawless and no, I ain't the best
And no, I don't say sorry and no, I ain't perfect
But I am the man,
I am the man

Holding onto the rabbit's feet
Walking down the sunny side of the street
Shadows creeping at your back
You can forget 'em like an amnesiac

I ain't got no worry, I ain't got no worry
I pull up in a hurry
I pull up in a hurry and say "Have a nice day"

But, I ain't too **** cool now
To ask you how you do now
Hatin' on me, too, yeah, so have a nice day
Why people too **** quiet, yeah?
On a ****-talk diet, yeah, just some food for thought

I ain't a one-trick bro-lo, a gold Tony Romo
Put it in a story like John Grisham
Love me like narcissism
Take one, yeah, my palm's itching
now, it sound *******
Talk **** diet, on a keep it real hiatus
Let's be honest with the work, yeah, you ain't loggin' any data
Let's be honest with the perks, yeah, we ain't lyin' in no hammocks
I go back-to-back with annex, this ain't simple mathematics

I am the man, no, I ain't aim for no crown
But when you mention them, no, don't leave me out

No parachute on me now, I can fly here for free
Find me up in the clouds, that's where I will be

Savin' the day like I'm Zorro
I sing this like there's no tomorrow
I hit the Apollo after tippin' back a tall boy of Sapporo
I stack it like Tetris
While you were binging on Netflix
I was up in the studio, put the pressure on my back
I do deadlifts
So come where I am, I'm way over there
Where they wouldn't dare go
Fear come with love, rather die than shut up
But I guess that's just them, though

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you **** me?

a little bit of love
Goes a pretty long way
Love is really like a wonder drug
Let's medicate
And say goodbye
To the drama
It's a beeline to Nirvana
If you're looking for the words to say
A little bit of love goes
a pretty long way

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby,
so
why don't you **** me?

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