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Charles Vorpal Aug 2022
Wanted: Urgent Rapid Gentrification

Attention demons, devils, abominations.
Do you seek an empty soulless husk?
An unassuming unwanted meat puppet?
Look no further, for here I am, in the flesh!

This rotten mobile corpse just needs repairs
Rebuild and renovate, improve and renew it
Gentrify it! Its previous owner doesn't give a ****!
Use it and make it better! Change it till it's unrecognisable!

All for the cheap cheap price, of a single condition:
Destroy the soulless spirit currently haunting within
4th poem for SEAPoWriMo
Charles Vorpal Aug 2022
You see me buy Ultraman toys,
You see an immature manchild.
You don't see me yearning for a hero,
For a world where justice triumphs.

You see me buy imported Aussie foods,
You see an unpatriotic, wasteful elitist.
You don't see me desperately trying,
To stay connected with a cherished past.

You see me buy desserts and snacks,
You see someone ignorant of health.
You don't see me having already lost
The ability to find sweetness in life.

You see me purchase and consume,
You see someone unwise and rash.
Alright, I will give you that, my being irrational.
But did you see, the ever-growing
Maddening, never satisfied, void of darkness
Consuming my spirit and sanity?

If only... I can literally...
Shop til I drop dead......
3rd poem for SEAPoWriMo
Charles Vorpal Aug 2022
Looking at this infernal reality
From within this corpse prison
I forsake the oppresive traditions
Of longevity and long distances

"Here for a good time, not a long time"

What's the point of the 'scenic' route?
To watch the decay and downfall helplessly?
No, if they will not legalise a direct flight
I shall have to numb myself with my own shortcut.
Pass me the sugars and fats and carbs please.
2nd entry for SEAPoWriMo
Charles Vorpal Aug 2022
2020 was terrible, and that
Is quite the understatement.
And yet... There were gifts;
Should I feel guilty for saying that?

Oh, for months, I needed no shoes
To say nothing of brakes & wheels
Then, unforeseen urgency at work
My meat jail is needed at the office

Footwear was such a weird sensation.
But that is nothing, to the next sight.
The busy road, one that always jammed...
EMPTY! This is a miracle! Beyond miraculous!

Why, the drive to work, never so smooth!
The time it took, how amazingly short!
And all this, at safe and careful speeds!


And now, everyone is back on the road again.
Worse, social distancing between humans
Also became a thing, I sorely missed
Jams on the roads, sardines among humans.
1st entry for the SouthEast Asia Poetry Writing Month (SEAPoWriMo).

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