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 Oct 2020 Rich Hues
ConnectHook
Grosskreutz chased him, intending to harm.
Kyle Rittenhouse sounded alarm;
Then surrounded by danger,
Engaged with that stranger
Who needed a shot in the arm.

Joey Rosenbaum handled it well,
Though he’s no longer present to tell;
And his threat: Shoot me ******
Elicits a snigger
From demons and devils in hell.

The third idiot, Huber by name
Used his skateboard to bludgeon. For shame!
Mr. Rittenhouse shot—
And that skater-dude got
A delicious hot slice of the same.
KENOSHA it’s great to be here tonight !
We love you all,
Such a wild audience...
Are you ready to ROCK ?

(Joseph Rosenbaum, Anthony Huber,
and Gage Grosskreutz were 🤡)
Touch me
Kiss me
Call me your little habibi
Make love to me
Sweetly

Ropes
Chains and hand cuffs
**** me
Sweetly
 Sep 2020 Rich Hues
Grace
Serenity
 Sep 2020 Rich Hues
Grace
Another night spent drifting,
My memories unbound.
I find myself now anxious.
Not adding up but counting down.

Awaiting impatiently the alarm that I should wake.
Knowing that it will come too soon, any thoughts of rest are now gone;
My sanity at stake.

Watching the hands click mercilessly
On a face I have found as my own.
Until not even looking I see;
Now not even begging, I plead
Wishing for some reason, some peace
From these ever present fears.

Even now as I can’t seem to speak,
Words pour out continually
My laughter is lost in the irony
As the moment for laughing has passed.

But on and on I ramble to You,
Even though You can’t hear me.
And still in my mind’s ear You words echo continually,
“Sleep my sweet Serenity.”

“How can I sleep?”
My anxious mind asks.
How can I forget all that has passed?
Why must I relive these pains
So embedded in my pasts?
Why can I not get away?

Running into the escape of Your arms,
My tears flow freely and I am unarmed.
Silencing every screaming alarm.
Crying for pain in my head.

And as I’ve expected You to, even before
You shush my sobs.
But still I cry more
While silently you hold me
Letting me finally breathe.

Being my strength, my Serenity.

-Marie
04/16/2008
Moon and coyote
harmonize with my rusty
bucket serenade.
Silence has a voice
Listeners hear it whisper
Talkers hear themselves
Empty vessels make the most noise
 Sep 2020 Rich Hues
ConnectHook
We am wahmen.

You hasn't comprehends.

We is Peoples Of Colors wahmen
They is mad injustice
Needz mo justices NOW!
LGBTQRST get anger marching
Pronoun am sexism cisgenders
White Amerikkka destroy
Wahmens and Blak and Genderqueerz
Smash a windows kapitulisms
Y'all are not understands
so we threatens you y'all
Burns down bizness fo justice!
Destroy fo freedumbz
All Cops am ******* graffiti mo
Anarchy set u free POlice
Fight fo graffiti yo wall
**** da POlice wahmen right NOW!
Riot fo Blakk communities justice NOW !!
Occupy Intersectionals
Get hit by car fo CHANGE!
TRIGGERED LIVES MATTER !
We must all do our part to stand together in militant solidarity with those who bully, threaten, destroy businesses and communities in criminal rage like animals.
 Sep 2020 Rich Hues
Lawrence Hall
Abandon your book, says that Fresh Young Voice
Abandon your work, says that Fresh Young Voice
Abandon your life, says that Fresh Young Voice
And line up with me, says that Fresh Young Voice

I am now your book, says that Fresh Young Voice
I am now your work, says that Fresh Young Voice
I am now your life, says that Fresh Young Voice
And do as I say, snarls that Fresh Young Voice

We heard that Fresh Young Voice so long ago
Whispering to us about a certain Tree
There is properly a caesura before each occasion of "snarls that Fresh Young Voice" in the first two stanzas. The program botches the formatting.
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