#cesspool - Hello Poetry

In this unholy battle, We're acceptable collateral? Why is this accepted? It's not even ethical Distract, create a spectacle Like, oh I don't know, A traveling circus Call it a big tent revival Keep your intellectual To an abysmal level View who believe you To truly be the cesspool From car to front door, time to mingle A hive mind kicks in, single file Resembling a slaughterhouse line Cosplaying as unaware cattle Only the needy need the label to be biblical Instantly non consequential Tell me, who's more feared, A specific god or his devil? Is it possible be honest though? Any chance of pausing the show? And collectively admit The only truth is...we don't know ©2024

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Mar 15, 2024

Mar 15, 2024 at 4:20 AM UTC

bettsjc187

~•§•~ Do You Even Hear Yourself? ~•§•~

In this unholy battle, We're acceptable collateral? Why is this accepted? It's not even ethical Distract, create a spectacle Like, oh I don't know, A traveling circus Call it a big tent revival Keep your intellectual To an abysmal level View who believe you To truly be the cesspool From car to front door, time to mingle A hive mind kicks in, single file Resembling a slaughterhouse line Cosplaying as unaware cattle Only the needy need the label to be biblical Instantly non consequential Tell me, who's more feared, A specific god or his devil? Is it possible be honest though? Any chance of pausing the show? And collectively admit The only truth is...we don't know ©2024

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i. let the flower crumble in my hands my hand moved of its own violation no petals just fine powder ill make a new lipstick to wear ii. i take my coffee with chocolate now my hard liquor with water down my wine like a shot iv. these festering bugs are my halo muddy feet to mark the path to avoid good nights rest in a cesspool iii. jaw popping like a screw’s gone lose if i cut my tongue off today i know it'll grow back twice as long v. red in my pocket and it's not even blood

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Oct 1, 2018

Oct 1, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC

latin

vices

i. let the flower crumble in my hands my hand moved of its own violation no petals just fine powder ill make a new lipstick to wear ii. i take my coffee with chocolate now my hard liquor with water down my wine like a shot iv. these festering bugs are my halo muddy feet to mark the path to avoid good nights rest in a cesspool iii. jaw popping like a screw’s gone lose if i cut my tongue off today i know it'll grow back twice as long v. red in my pocket and it's not even blood

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The lot of us strangers trying too hard to stay aloof in a narrow corridor plagued by awful trendy folk music blaring out of unseen speakers and I shrouded in silence wore it a pseudo-epidermal layer taut force field writing this poem so to be a little more pretentious than most by opting not to check social media and the selfie I posted this morning not sure how many likes it's gotten since an hour ago but I'm not going to check yet Everyone here looks so miserable and it's barely 8 AM the Kate Gosselins and Ben Afflecks grab their coffee like a servant grabs the King's goblet to test for poison there's this mumble of a thank you seeping out of frozen lips and half opened eyelids harnessing dull hazy eyes and they drudge back to their hybrid cars with their five dollar savior and amble down the gaping highway that consumes their soul and all the while shoulders never touch and eyes never meet and we stand idly in the waiting room watching the alchemists conjure up our poison thinking about our selfies and how much we hate ourselves and our lives but honestly I just wanted my first pumpkin spice latte of the season celebrating the first cool day of the year in my denim jacket I resurrected with glee out of the elated closet in the middle of September so I say Beware you miserable cretins you obligatory acolytes of the virulent elixir one day you'll wake up and no amount of coffee will purify this cesspool you've lain yourself into like a regretful baptism you didn't believe in.

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Sep 18, 2016

Sep 18, 2016 at 2:09 AM UTC

jarjarrhine

Cesspool

The lot of us strangers trying too hard to stay aloof in a narrow corridor plagued by awful trendy folk music blaring out of unseen speakers and I shrouded in silence wore it a pseudo-epidermal layer taut force field writing this poem so to be a little more pretentious than most by opting not to check social media and the selfie I posted this morning not sure how many likes it's gotten since an hour ago but I'm not going to check yet Everyone here looks so miserable and it's barely 8 AM the Kate Gosselins and Ben Afflecks grab their coffee like a servant grabs the King's goblet to test for poison there's this mumble of a thank you seeping out of frozen lips and half opened eyelids harnessing dull hazy eyes and they drudge back to their hybrid cars with their five dollar savior and amble down the gaping highway that consumes their soul and all the while shoulders never touch and eyes never meet and we stand idly in the waiting room watching the alchemists conjure up our poison thinking about our selfies and how much we hate ourselves and our lives but honestly I just wanted my first pumpkin spice latte of the season celebrating the first cool day of the year in my denim jacket I resurrected with glee out of the elated closet in the middle of September so I say Beware you miserable cretins you obligatory acolytes of the virulent elixir one day you'll wake up and no amount of coffee will purify this cesspool you've lain yourself into like a regretful baptism you didn't believe in.

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Broke the Rules... Left some clues... I'm a fool... Now...Living in a cesspool... I hear the economy is bad... And getting worse each day... Although it hasn't affected me in any way.. I can even keep Kosher if I choose. So what do I have to lose ?... I get three meals a day.. And sometimes a snack... Clean clothes everyday I put on my back.. Exercise is a daily routine.. that I choose to do ..and it keeps me lean.. My quarters are small..but after all.. We have a room with a big color TV... And a place for family and friends who visit me... Healthcare ? not a problem you see.. As I don't pay for insurance like thee... Problem with teeth...rectified Education, Degree, I can even be Certified.. Because unlike you, who lives outside.. You need to work to survive... Now I'm a part of the system you see.. And have it much easier than any of thee.. I broke the law and now pay the price... But I'm still better off than your lousy life... And when I'm released, I will qualify for... Medicaid, Medicare and even more... So you may have done it different than me... But in "old age ", we're equal you see...

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Apr 15, 2015

Apr 15, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC

kjforce

Stress and Strife...NOT in MY Life...

Broke the Rules... Left some clues... I'm a fool... Now...Living in a cesspool... I hear the economy is bad... And getting worse each day... Although it hasn't affected me in any way.. I can even keep Kosher if I choose. So what do I have to lose ?... I get three meals a day.. And sometimes a snack... Clean clothes everyday I put on my back.. Exercise is a daily routine.. that I choose to do ..and it keeps me lean.. My quarters are small..but after all.. We have a room with a big color TV... And a place for family and friends who visit me... Healthcare ? not a problem you see.. As I don't pay for insurance like thee... Problem with teeth...rectified Education, Degree, I can even be Certified.. Because unlike you, who lives outside.. You need to work to survive... Now I'm a part of the system you see.. And have it much easier than any of thee.. I broke the law and now pay the price... But I'm still better off than your lousy life... And when I'm released, I will qualify for... Medicaid, Medicare and even more... So you may have done it different than me... But in "old age ", we're equal you see...

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