#stinking
While constipation kept me in arrears,
asper daily writing,
thus ordinarily straight forward
practiced process culling material,
(a daily endeavor generally mastered
by your truly), this moment bares
with more difficulty, thus derriere's
functionality created backlog
(of personal business),
hence presenting literary chops,
a real ****** today,
disgruntlement with ***** Pack,
(which gripe flares
cheeks) pitted me considerably
behind schedule, so...here's
the scoop (hoop fully solid explanation
for my absence) amidst
virtual chattering class
otherwise known as Face booking,
Instagramming, and Whatsapp
pin with ma Jeers
zee Boyz'n the hood,
ah...also dem "Back Street Boys"
oh mother f***er...,
I just learned day got eliminated
and blocked, (cuz o' their wiped out,
wasted, sunken,
flushed, dumpy untidily
bowled over appearances),
Sargeant Scott Coreless forced their
evacuation citing Lumineers
as more *** toot,
hence the emcee then welcomed,
opening dreck "Johnny On The Spot,"
and the "The Proctologists,"
who performed before nares
Naked Lady sighted spectators, with
lovers spooning within cheeky pairs
otherwise, essentially a pooped out crowd
sitting on their haunches,
while myself perched
some distance away
with my comfortably numb tuckus
atop the porcelain Goddess
a awaiting emetic to expel
for iCloud to finish updating
before continuing with sign out...
from this Macbook Pro,
which aye sheepishly pro state
as the long winded soup peer
re: or (flatulence riddled) explanation.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
the guy from North Carolina
and his Ohio
CHICK
teamed up together to create
a deceptive
TRICK
dubiously they presented their ruse
on the poetry
SITE
by conjuring several personas
for posting a
WRITE
this subterfuge was supposed to be
a secret at
HP
but they'd not bargained on the poets
who had
ESP
the wayward pair did excel
in cunning
CHARADES
taking other penners on
such beguiling
ESCAPADES
ploys aplenty
clever
HOODWINKING
a fishy smell rather
offish and so
STINKING
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
I am too tired to live on,
The memories are bitter.
I am so tired to love on,
Karma is a stinkin' thin'.
I am far more interested in death,
As I live a ghoulish life in loneliness.
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
mother was right
she always was
I know for certain
you can't make people
love you not really
you can guilt a smile
contrarily though
the real thing
comes naturally
by its own terms
by no means will
you be welcome
to the radiance
if you walk in
by your own terms
do not try anything
without an invitation
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:32 AM UTC