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 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
MikeTheVike
...

Set   Fire   to   the   beach!

T h e  c r u e l  s u n  c r i e d.

While the edge of the earth

licked it's rays with the tide

his skin like a paper; it peels and curls and cracks
the heat like a vapor; it seals and swirls and traps
                     i t s e l f    i n s i d e    h i s    c e l l s                          
                                     ­    

   a virus encircles above                    
                
                                               ­       just a seaside paloma        

                 i m p r e g n a t i n g  skin                                              
          ­                                  
                              ­                      with malignant melanoma        
                                  

his doctor like a butcher; with hands he chops and stains
his pain like a structure; it stands and burns and caves
i n      o n      i t s e l f

Set   fire   to   his   cells!

The   cruel   chemo   cried

while the wicked bag of morphine

dripped drops at his side


...
© Mike Mortensen
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Ben
ameriquarium
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Ben
living like goldfish, you do not understand that you can stop swimming
american line poem
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Ben
my name's on the gold card she said
membership went straight to her head
told her *******
turned into a cough
smiled, said thank you instead
A limerick about my favorite place of employment
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Ben
phoebe will remain my hostage until
four barrel's hipster overlords hear my plea
we're all made of sparkledust and turkish delight
and if you hate drinking sonoma butter and
having money, my doctor Archmage Overlord
said the the "happy drink" element you seek is
less like strong coffee and more like the invasion
of normandy with turkey slaughter in the background

kfc's new turkey flavored chicken tried looking
for drugs in the neighborhood but
timothy leary, his suave excellency, sheik knight of nee
abstained from the devil's coffee with headaches and brain fog
anyway, that's why i attacked the
complimentary peanuts and russian balloon juice

FURIOUS POSTSCRIPT

"no one can understand the truth until
he drinks of the feline's frothy goodness"
flarf flarf flarf flarf flarf
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Andrew Wenson
Jot it down:

Offerings are moot;
Never they lit the way like exit
Signs in hallways of God
Note, the invocation
Vanishes
Written using a formula generated from a series of dice rolls and basic rules.
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Andrew Wenson
Big Sticker Snicker
Get my hands away
from your thigh
brutally change
for trains of people purging
the time
of distempered crises.
og
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Andrew Wenson
Yes, that is an abstraction of the landscape.
Yes, you have achieved some creative control.
Showcase your efforts! Open their minds!
Tear the mother-******* roof off!

Little God-man runnin' the cycles
To each his own script
His own prescription
Little God-man running the show
Master of Ceremonies
The human bridge

You must throw back each perch
and wait for the fattening;
You'll need that for the next act.....

Keep your strength up.
Mediation or expression or demonic possession?
Whichever model works in the given moment.
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Andrew Wenson
Escape from Planet Hipster
They're nostalgic for a time
When wearing the peace sign
was a revolutionary act;
Now propaganda of the deed
is free shows on ghetto borders
Craft IPAs, grandpa's clothing,
and dismissal above all.
 Nov 2017 uhhhhhhh
Andrew Wenson
See this ******* Babylon heap,
we again lost our family,
we love the Treasury and library cemetery
Created by plugging a poem from my notebook into translationparty.com
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