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Emily Jones  Oct 2012
I know you.
Emily Jones Oct 2012
Clayton
How I know you
Paternal parenting
DNA infused
Carbon contribution, to my physique
Father

In everything
My skin, eyes toes,
Unfortunately; inside my mouth
Spitting plaster-walled
Copy-paste personality
The same

Intimately
Close-dangerously
Different
Me a bold-faced fraction of ill abated love
Something that didn't work out
Photocopy
Blond-blasphemy of useless flesh
Reminder of her
Mom

Enough!
Teeter tottering
Tip-Toe tangling opinion
Excuses
Words fermented
Rotting-rigor

I know you.
Slit-eyed palefaced ****** of bigot ideas
Bearing pronged poker
Clicking glinting-clawed finger fondling fake religion
Suppressing supplement thought

*******
God's love the good life
Living a life to be proud of
Excuse me!
For not being as I am "supposed" to be

Eatting rancid lies
Your reality relative
To kiss-*** preferred siblings
Who like the taste of ****
What you shovel

Hung on lipsucking harlot, hinged hip hung-over
Descending oppressidly upon willing wanton will of man
Letting cracked-cackled toothed
Field Gap-smile
Decide your next move

I know you
I see what you push into hidden corners
The bias, nasty film of your character
Under whitecollar shirttails
Citizen, Patriot
Americas American

I know you
Your oppression
Not new
As underhanded and seedy as it was
And still is

I know you
As much as I'd like not too.
Jonny Angel May 2015
Master Samurai
grimaces palefaced
& rows
toward me
over the blue *****,
bringing
his thunder.

Mister Tiger
grins toothy
& saunters
toward me
down the rocks
wearing his
pin-striped-camo.

Magical Red Dragon
grits his fangs
& floats
toward me
through
the grey clouds,
clutching vengeance.

Sweet Miss Butterfly,
with her brilliant blue
winged-coat,
*****
her iridescence
in a stream,
all over
my sweaty face.

I am surrounded by power,
I have no worries here,
I am the king of down dog.

— The End —