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Imagine your worst nightmare and watch it come true
Imagine being tortured until you are a blue
Imagine your light being stolen at the darkest point of your view
Imagine being physically mentally and verbally abused
Imagine having nothing absolutely nothing
No money or food
Imagine having no heating or energy
In your house or your body to puke
Imagine cold baths cold meals cold ******* heart too
Imagine losing love until you are completely numb through
Imagine losing your friends your family too
Imagine losing the sensation of pain and replacing it for pleasure
Imagine being conditioned
To not know any different
Imagine being me but I imagine you don’t care 🤷🏼‍♂️
Ken Pepiton Dec 2020
Certainty of semper fi, 'n'
om-ly believe 'n'
groan of assent
struggle
to rise…
-- listen

the strangest of stories are told
as real as ever, the common idea, ever

after time has lost its
thread to our
temper ai re
ality  in ifity was.

Those were the days, ifity was.
We were as you imagined,
in your imagination,
but really, we were all outlaws,
on the run…

what did your family think Wagon Train was about?

We was runnin' from the letters of the laws,
the man behind the star,
the man on the horse,
from old boogaswishery tales fairtold
to meet
the doubt, double mind, entende re, eh, follow or
fall
by the wayside and wait, one day

you wake and find the path is paved thirty chariots wide,

and you are
not surprised, that state,
surprise,
being an undifined or undivined, okeh, wordminded
state- stretched to this point --
flex-stress tested to thnthdgreeeee,
to
get most from extra eas y'
pay attention
points to
the definity of devininity, as shobbolethic,
- no pass, no se --

is it in the accent
that makes the difference,
or the proof?
Unique as differing may be random as mathic edgery
interpreters of times after all
was said and done,

one more.

Like not missing
a tittle or a jot, yet being
wise as jumpstarts means were to stick shifts,

shockingly, retro real… virtually

be the character, see the luckies rolled in your sleeve…

it was so easy to steal a car,
almost as easy as on TV. But not if you always
carried the coil wire in your pocket,

so those were the ones you watched for, next time,
coil wire in hand,
it was easier than on TV, you knew the care was stolen
before you stole it,
that's like answered prayer,
if y' askt me.
Patience 'n' faith, wise as was
imagined.
at the time.

The coil wire is the worm at the core.
Grease monkey kings know this story, it is in our
initiation to the mystery in the pistons.
Temptation to toy with ideas, test patience of the sould out readers in mytheristic new year rites. Or drink myself ito a stupor. Or, wtch DaVinci's Demons and see the ads beneath it all. Starz.
Julia Aug 2020
"They" are the reason I put
gin in my vinegar.
I am light years ahead,
a misfit.
"They" crush my very existence
into tiny white lies. 13 stripes,
50 stars in the wide eyes of
time’s bride:                              
Now is not the place
to erase history deface
Its story.
Meditate to medicate
blissfully.
To my reader: you are full of beauty, and so is this world.
Nicholas Holt Nov 2019
There once were our old thirteen stripes,
Heartfelt, but still just a touch tripe:
While some first were blessed,
Some first were oppressed,
This last a noblest, thrice-earned stripe.
This poem can be found here: https://www.wattpad.com/804683048-exemplary-aim-14-stripes
Sleight of hand
creates illusion
politicians the rich
in collusion.
Good slaves we
buy their Solutions
titrated diluted pollution.

They've got you wrangled
with the carrots they dangle.
I see black holes
You See Stars Spangled.

"Disseminate fear keep them numb and Confused
they'll reward our
egregious abuse"
but fools won't believe
when it's dark
they see day
so now I tell you
what's the use anyway?

They've got you wrangled
with the carrots they dangle...
You see white stripes.....
I see liberty.....***** and strangled

Keep it obscure,
then hand you a cure,  
their best phishing lure
To make you believe
that this country's great
they use a little bitty hook
and a tiny bit of bait

They've got you dangling with the carrots they're wrangling.
I see black holes
you see stars spangling

They've got you wrangled with the bait they dangle...
you  see white stripes,
I see liberty ***** and strangled

They got you dangling
with the **** they're wrangling....
Open your eyes
you'll see there angling.
I was blind but now I see
a prayer
that a
martyr wants
to craft
in a
box of
laughs that
make abundance
a wet
surface which
to harvest
his stars
that history
at home
only naturally
barter milk
and honey.
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