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july hearne Jul 2023
the two tall cans
horizontally lined up to each other
again

how quickly years can go by,
3,5,6,7 and so on
the more years that go by
the faster they go by

maybe it started
with a surprise, an unexpected win
and ended with a disappointed dream
a truth that just couldn't be changed

such filth in this world
such beginning of sorrows
woes of Isaiah and so on

a truth that will never be changed

defectively loved children
and stupid nasty mothers
from india

he/him/demon/jeffrey marsh
richard levine in a skirt
you feel too safe with trannys in the military
no problem with trudeau throw away canadians
diapered biden, turbaned canadian, uk and so on

third world greed
and so on
bereft and garbage scrunched,
valerie jarret really does look like an apely primate
a dead ringer

threads and more threads
rats bought for food, mouths fulls of rats and mangy *****
and a truth that can never be changed

just look at you now
mouths full of rats and mangy *****
whites are indigenous to europe
***** in the streets
third world greed and so on
just look at you then
the more years go by
the faster they go by
have you heard about the beginning of sorrows?

a good dream would be one
where mark zuckerberg and zelinsky were
hanging motionless side by side
a dead ringer
small little disgusting men approved by disgusting people
and so on.
  Apr 2023 july hearne
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Despair

God knows them.
They are what they drop:
Subhuman trash
Strewing litter
Fouling creation
Transtrashification;
God sees them.
They will answer
To Him.
Trash is thrown out
then burned.
PROMPT 21:
choose an abstract noun, and then use that as the title for a poem
that contains very short lines, and at least one invented word.
july hearne Apr 2023
auntie j was cancelled
and replaced with a white man
named dylan mulvaney.

the arsonist who cancelled auntie j
fractured the skull of his infant son
whose baby brain bled to death

the arsonist who killed his infant son
had and still has the full backing of the portland, oregon courts, large corporations,the biden adminstration, and all women who fight for the right
to terminate pregnancies resulting from consensual acts
that they willfully chose to engage in

jeffrey marsh is  now a demon and you can be one too,
jim marcus is a little toy for the demon

your only bill of rights that matters is free will
your free will is granted by your Creator
who gives you the freedom to destroy yourself
as your heart desires

your free will is the only thing that can destroy you for all time:
zipper **** on fire, chained on all fours, crawling like a dog for all eternity,
jazz jenning's mother, dilating her son's open, unhealable wound at 3 am in the morning,
demons like jeffrey marsh who have forfeited their right to humanity,
and canadian trudeau supporters everywhere, still masking up like losers thinking they are anything but completely powerless.

your free will is the only thing that can save you,
but don't expect that to happen anytime soon.
for jim marcus who wrote and actively edits his own wikipedia page when he is not busy championing for the rights of men to appropriate womanhood on fetlife
july hearne Apr 2023
the three dead mice lay stuck in their sticky trap
at the end of the kitchen island
where food was being prepared

"this will never do",  she said out-loud to herself
confused for some moments,
she moved the trap near the toaster on the counter
where the utensils sat, unput-away in their drawer

she continued to chop the food before cooking it;
it was thrown out weeks later, uneaten.
  Apr 2023 july hearne
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Woman, thy nastiness to me
Is like old Nikes on the floor
Where sweat and mildew disagree
And force me to the nearest door
A stench I can't ignore.

Your heart weighs less than styrofoam,
Thy stinking feet, thy scowling face,
Belong in some state nursing home . . .
Free me up some breathing space,
You mean-hair clipped-face gnome.

Lo, in yon dark recliner-chair
How meatloaf-like I see thee slump,
Upon your wide immobile ****,
Ah! Harpie of the greasy hair
Unholy Frump!
PROMPT #3

Find a poem that you like, and rewrite each line, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite.

To Helen (E.A. Poe)
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore
That gently, o’er a perfumed sea,
The weary, way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo, in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I see thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand,
Ah! Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy Land!
july hearne Feb 2023
wasted words
wasted lives
stuck in time
never moving on
as it moves on

the same soundtrack
plays and replays
decades haven't changed that

alone for so many reasons
and wasted, completely wasted

if it were up to nathan wade jackson
of toronto, ontario canada,
trudeau would be god
and everyone would wear masks forever
hard times
baby well they come to us all
sure as the tickin' as the clock on the wall
sure as the turnin' of the night into day
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