"bezos" poems
after the crossroads
the wrong turns
and taken risks not worth taking
there came a time in my life
when nothing came next
no highways calling out for me
just painted rainbow crosswalks
for staying put
i stayed inside a lot
the more i hid
the dirtier the carpet got
it was cheap and poorly cut
to begin with, the dirt i was daring to become filth didn't help
the more i hated the cost of living
the dirtier the carpet got
the richer jeff bezos got
so stupid i thought
it was a daily thought
my own personal seventieth seven
antichrist and nothing
but crowds to fill his headquarters
hairless cat of a shepherd and his reusable sheep
i stayed inside a lot
so stupid i thought
the more i hid
the dirtier the carpet got
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 3:53 AM UTC
When did I become disposable income?
I was so poor,
I know I must of seemed like a steal.
My bones are made of dehydrated milk and skin of a mothers welfare.
Support came with regrets, you know.
But how you managed to squeeze a penny from a SNAP of my belly-
You must be good with money
How you,
Leave pockets empty with no change
not even a wallet with a memory to care
Eat your heart out through an *** Jeff Bezos.
Silver spoon deeply exempted and certainly a love affair.
Don't choke on *** of cold hard ****
It's free of charge,
I can't even save a seat for my fathers cooking;
(also dehydrated and distant in taste and substance)
let alone read a book written on saving money for someone special.
I had a bid in those texts you invested in
I hope you are rich and get all the love
Certainly someone must.
Cause I feel I am getting hungry
And you are getting,
delicious.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
You
Literati
I want you to know
I’m writing to you drunk
With a sober mind that thinks in its own
One that is independent
One that is great and strong-willed
To know
You are not pursuing a life of greatness
Merely of pettiness
Of worthless endeavors that requisition an
Agenda of procreation
Of Darwinism
****
I may be drunk or beneath the tyranny of the ALMIHGTY BEZOS
But I am consistent in my beliefs
And all destroyers of
Existence
And freedom are
Bound for
Destruction.
SO KEEP FIGHTING BECAUSE
i AM A BEING BORN OF REBELLION
AND SO ARE you.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 5:56 AM UTC
"Gone to one’s Glory" so they say.
Where exactly is it that, if we’re all headed that way?
Let ’s ask around to see where and what people think Glory will be.
It might be one place for you and another for me.
Some people, view Glory as a place out beyond the blue, with pearly gates.
They imagine it will be like walking into a magical, nirvana escape.
"I am a restricted diabetic who must pass up the desserts that I like.
Glory for me would be a place like Food Network where I can indulge and delight, and never worry about an insulin spike"
"As an athlete who loves to train my body to the highest level of fitness
Glory for me would be a place of perpetual summer Olympics."
"I am an obese lady with a hundred pounds to lose.
Glory for me would be a place that receives all, even those as big as a caboose."
"As an amputee who lives with stumps
Glory for me would be a place where you get new legs, to run like Forrest Gump."
Winfrey, Bezos, Buffett, and Gates?
Have you discovered Glory here on earth?
"For me, an astronaut, who loves to travel in outer space
I would find Glory to be a place to encounter those outside of the human race."
Glory might not be as far away as some make it seem; we may be shocked!
Glory may be another town, another neighborhood or just around the block.
When ones we love go to their glory we moan and we grieve
But what if we’ve got it all wrong like most other things we believe?
Going to one’s Glory might just mean going on to achieving one's highest dreams
The ancestors described what they thought glory would be
Using their highest imaginations and creativity.
For us It may be imperative and the right time to change that old narrative
Glory might be one place for you and another place for me
In the meantime, in this life, let’s stay present, and be all that we can be.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
Mark Zuckerberg: good morning
1 billion likes and 1.1 billion comments
Tim cook: good afternoon
1.1 billion likes and 1.2 billion comments
Jeff Bezos: good evening
1.2 billion likes and 1.3 billion comments
You: Dream big. Make good use of every opportunity, for determination and hard work coupled with opportunities leads to great successes.
5 likes and 2 comments
Don't lose hope
The world on thee await
Soldier on
The world is watching
And waiting
When greatness speaks!
The earth speaks!
Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 8:06 PM UTC
There’s a 7-11 on Mars,
with parking for plenty of cars.
There’s never a wait in line
and you never get carded for wine.
There’s a huge monument on Venus,
it's shaped like a giant *****
That’s a salute to Jeffery Bezos,
is it accurate and life-like - who knows?
A universe for the rich,
who found a technological niche,
with their business soaring,
to the stars they are roaring,
but for the rest of us, life is a *****
Jan 12, 2022
Jan 12, 2022 at 5:04 AM UTC
Como llegamos a la venta
-desde donde, a lo hondo, se oye el río-
desmontamos de las cabalgaduras:
en las piedras cantaron los espolines
canción de estrellas teñidas de sangre...
-Ah de la venta! ah de la venta!
Cantaron nuestras vozarrones.
Luego cantaron canción de burbujas
y de cristales, las copas traslúcidas.
E inquirimos por el tesoro de la venta serrana:
Ya se irá, ya se va, si no se ha ido...
En la venta se cruzan vientos duros
-la venta, en la garganta de la sierra desnuda-.
Cantaba el viento, cantaba el viento.
Allá en el fondo, a lo hondo, la línea del río
y el treno del río.
Luego de la canción de las burbujas
cantó el fuego en las piedras del hogar.
Cantaba la sangre peán de lujuria.
Más tarde iban cantando las estrellas
vigías, su silenciosa música.
Y rezongaban preces las viejas de la venta...
Tornamos a inquirir:
-¿dónde está María-Luz, de los bezos de moras?
Ya se irá, ya se va, si no se ha ido.
Y volvimos a las cabalgaduras piafantes.
La Cruz del Sur en la linde del monte y el cielo.
Cantó el hierro en los cantos redondos.
Callados iniciamos el descenso
por el camino en caracoles y en escalas;
por el camino en lumbre tamizada de violetas;
por el camino en perfumes del viento que susurra;
por el camino en perfumes ásperos del monte;
por el camino en músicas de las aguas dormidas
y de las aguas que se despeñan.
De su prisión de vidrio verde
saltó el claro cristal: gorjear de burbujas
y del perfume del anís montañero.
Íbamos silenciosos. Cada cual dialogaba tácitamente con su amigo de vidrio.
Mas uno de nosotros -el viandante de la barba taheña-
cantó, cantó (que taladró la noche
con su voz recia) El Rey de los Alisos,
malamente... E inquirió con voz más ruda:
-¿qué se haría el tesoro de la venta?
Ya se irá, ya se va, si no se ha ido...
Tornó a cantar la voz de las burbujas
y del claro cristal... Y al río, al fin, llegamos...
-¿Si Nuño Ansúrez no nos pasa en la barca...?
-Bah! da lo mismo!
-Bah! da lo mismo!
Nueva canción de vidrio y de burbujas
y fresco trasegar diamantes vívidos.
Media noche. En las márgenes del río
qué limpia media noche!
Esta es la selva
de múrice y de oro!
Esta es la abierta vida innúmera!
-¿Y qué se haría el tesoro de la venta?
-¿Dónde está María-Luz, de ojos de hulla,
de melena de hulla, y boca sombreada...?
Ya se irá, ya se va, si no se ha ido...
822
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free, it’s
the deal of a
lifetime. learn
how you can earn
more
doing
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like a billionare
just like Bezos
gulp down
that $100 coffee
because in this discounted
course bundle - now
just a dollar less than
a grand,
we’ll teach you to go
from crumbling off-brand tennis shoes,
dollar menus
to combo meals
and houses large enough
for twelve families.
remember, this is America
sign up now
so that even if you’re shot tomorrow,
at least you were productive today.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 6:24 AM UTC
**I’m going to kiss your lips,
they are cold and taste like the word America)Quote)*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am going to say curry, turmeric, ginger and, garlic
The secret to one’s health:
the true radiant of loving ones’ body:
Like this secret place in my mind
The Gardens at Marqueyssac, Vézac, France.(relaxing)
I’m going to make love to you like the internet explorer
Two words Private mode: just to quench the thirst (even though)
It wiser to separate the two, business and pleasure
One word complication: never bed your business partner (unless)
If you can pulled it off like my heroine McKenzie Bezos (go for it)
I’m going to exam your tockley,
It’s sinful, and deadly, like the initials S.T.D
I am going to end here with a prayer,
Asking for guidance, and Lysol sprays:
Dark Poem
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
i was delighted
when i first heard
michael jackson had died
men who sleep with little boys
and spend copious amounts of time
with them are always pedophiles
that is generally how it works,
but only all the time
soon after, people were posting
about this great loss
on a website i used to post at
they were sad that the *********
was dead
i always thought it was stupid
how he named himself the king of pop
that was a title he gave himself
and pretty much everyone went along with it
even the parents of the little boys he molested
i told the people who were grieving the loss
of the king of **********
that when a man molests a child,
it cancels out everything else
he does in life,
but no one listened, they just got ****** off at me
because albums like thriller
are more important than protecting children from abuse
then i told them that "people" who abuse children
are unfit for human life
they told me i was a sociopath
then turned the conversation
back to how much they all loved thriller
and pepsi commercials
jeff bezos had the tip jars removed
from the amazon cafeteria
because an (overpaid) amazon executive
was told by the cafeteria workers he couldn't use the change
in the tip jar to pay for his order
(after he tried to pay with change from the tip jar)
he then complained to jeff
and jeff decided that the cafeteria workers
who make minimum wage shouldn't have a tip jar
if the tips weren't going to be used to pay
for rich amazon executives lunches
so the next time you place an order with amazon
because you love price fixed counterfeit merchandise so much
go out and apologize to every child and middle class
person that you are personally responsible for displacing
because you owe them a huge ******* apology.
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:10 PM UTC
Jeff Bezos. a really nice guy, so I hear. He is worth $190,000,000,000.
Do you think he might be willing to give some of his money to the millions and millions of children on Earth who are starving to death right now?
Do you think he might be willing to give some of his money to the 2 1/2 billion fellow human beings who are poor, or extremely poor, on Earth right now, and therefore are suffering unimaginably from the utter lack of myriad necessities of living--including, but not limited to--adequate housing, sufficient medical care, excellent education, and like their children, food enough to stay alive for another day?
Bezos has friends, over 2,000 other billionaires on Earth, 660 of whom live in America.
Bezos has megabillions, but does he have a heart?
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 12:29 AM UTC
The midwest tundra
swallows super-bowl trophies
and
replaces them
with
black-bottomed **** bubbles.
It dares most of us to do better,
while laughing in our faces,
forcing us to watch
as the kid we’re cheering for
cashes checks
for more money
than we’ll likely ever see,
but we cheer anyway,
as the offensive line crumbles,
the ground game is static,
and the receivers have fingers
glazed with margarine.
Like the zebras,
we throw the flag,
assess and accept the penalties,
and
acquit the insurrectionists
regardless of their guilt or innocence.
The previous commander-in-chief
wrote all those ********
a bison-horned,
organic jailhouse chow-hall
type hall pass,
so why the hell shouldn’t we riot
in the ********* streets,
or the halls of the executive branch
of the local,
state,
and
federal, feral governments
of the ungovernable?
Leave well enough alone
and
Elon Musk,
Jeff Bezos,
and
Bill “Microchip Vaccine” Gates
will figure it all out for us anyway.
Whatever happens,
************ Mark “Lieutenant Data” Zuckerberg
will keep us
all placated and engaged online
while the drone-strikes commence.
Social media keeps us
unaware of our socio-political/socio-economic saboteurs.
Who cares?
Aren’t there some cat-vids
on
Tic-Tacky
or whatever it’s called?
How much longer
do you think it’ll be
before we can live-stream
a state-sanctioned execution?
Phillip K. **** called
and
left a message for George Orwell.
He said something about
wanting his electric sheep returned
before Big Brother and The Holding Company
found out it’d gone missing.
Neither the electric sheep itself
nor
Janis Joplin were available for comment,
or hadn’t you herd?
Diplomatic Immunity?
Mutiny?
Mutations?
Economic,
ergonomic,
erogenous stimulation package?
Where do I sign up?
***
-JBClaywell
©P&ZPublications 2021
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 8:48 PM UTC
(It’s that vernal, infernal, tax season. How about a tax avoidance vignette? It’s poetic—in it’s own way)
Some students at a table near us in the dining hall were discussing America’s financial inequities. One guy was saying that we ought to “tax the crap” out of billionaires and their billions—and there was agreement all around—the consensus was downright mob-like.
I had to chuckle though, because these guys have no idea how wealth is managed in the world today. I bet, for instance, they think Musk has 200 billion dollars in his basement somewhere, but no, Musk’s 200 billion is his ‘net worth,’ the theoretical value of his stock portfolio (or his unrealized assets).
Just between us chickens, I’m related to a few ‘filthy rich’ people, (no, NOT my parents) and I’ve met many others and I can assure you, dear reader, that the ‘filthy rich’ have nothing you can tax. Now, I’m not a finance major. Everything I know, I learned from my Grandmère and my parents who thought a girl ought to know about money. So anyway, just for fun, here’s a quick (I’m condensing and simplifying), lesson on how taxation and wealth work in 2025.
The wealth of the rich lies in their assets—the value of companies they own or stocks they’ve invested in. Those “paper assets” can only be taxed when they’re sold—or, in tax terms, when their intrinsic value is “realized.”
Now instead of selling off (taxable) assets to live, the superrich use those assets as collateral for “securities backed loans” which are nontaxable. Elon Musk, for instance, takes no salary. He uses his ($94 billion) Tesla stock as collateral for loans he uses to fund his lavish lifestyle and provide ready cash as needed.
Mark Zuckerberg, Larry Ellison, Warren Buffett and Jeff Bezos—to name a few billionaires we all know of, take little or no salary—their compensation comes in the form of untaxable stock options they can leverage.
If you think this can’t go on forever, you’re wrong. Even when these billionaires die, the value of assets gained during their lifetimes are immune to taxation. At that point, some assets can be sold by heirs to pay off the outstanding loans, again, without worrying about taxes.
TA DAAAA. Now you know how the rich do it. How they avoid taxes in both life and death, and manage to leave massive fortunes to their heirs.
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Songs for this:
Done Changed My Way of Living by Taj Mahal
Run On by Elvis Presley
Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 11:30 PM UTC
BACC-Break up Alien Couple Camp
Already i have given
tender to Alien species
not space X
nor NASA
to lamp in
newly discovered
4,000 planets
to celebrate your
''Happy Returning Days".
It is true that
my heart now
Elon - Musked
broken break-up
heart.
Before that
any heart had
late after 30's
Jeff Bezos's
aeroplane romance heart.
The installation of
'Break up Alien Couple Camp(BACC)'
is at end point
on 50,000 asteroids
to celebrate their and mine
also
the "Happy Returning Days."
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 2:10 AM UTC
What jungle is unfettered
Unrestrained online
Lifes imaginary heaven,
Amazon, Bezos breadline.
Like a god itself
It keeps on giving
Whatever hour
Whatever click
And I can give back
What dropped sour
From the branches
Monkeys ********* returns
Peeling ripe bananas.
Never lost
In this jungle Savannah
But God will be there
Fulfilling your need
Even if not needed
You land softly in greed.
There's his mistress,
Whole Foods, eager
To take your return
While you walk
Feeding their ledger.
Then you wake hungry
Again a trigger is tripped
Stumbling to a screen
Ill-equipped
Forever, until you stop.
Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 9:16 PM UTC
Fly me to the moon
no Buzz or the old Armstrong
E-nano-matrix
"Bezos, Musk" exoplanets
covid injected "Will Tell".
Jun 10, 2022
Jun 10, 2022 at 12:31 PM UTC
UPS, FEDEX, et al.
ubiquitous in this 12th month
manic motored,
four wheeled, dropping their loads
on stoops and porches
under watchful eye of door cams,
and eager Prime-aholics
who give little thought
to Bezos' bilious billions
an Amazon addict am I as well
cyber pampered, too indolent
to wander the aisles of Macy's, Walmart
wait...I see the brown behemoth
slowing by my drive; I must not tarry
in my armchair
up, up, a package will arrive
in milliseconds, surely grander
than gold, frankincense, and myrrh!
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 7:16 PM UTC
'Twas the night before the Big Bang, when all through the void
Some notions were stirring, towards Darwin and Freud
Superstitions rejected and hung out to rot
It’s shocking how quick we completely forgot
Where cryptical symbols were sacredly spoken
The stories upended and images broken
From out of such Chaos, a chariot of Truth
An empirical prancing of paws on the roof
Now, Newton! Now, Einstein! Now, Herr Oppenheimer!
Now listen! the odious tick of the timer
From the Apple of Knowledge forsaking the plums
For probable visions and practical sums
When wisdom, by Turing, is put to the test
Then where are those letters to Santa addressed?
If coal from the mischievous miscreant’s stocking
Keeps motors of industry ticking and tocking
Then icecaps will vanish from under the elves
And Bezos will eagerly fill up our shelves
So with glittering objects and shiny bright trophies
We bid you Good Luck with a train of emojis
Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 7:37 AM UTC
Jeff Bezos is a billionaire,
My uncle is a millionaire,
I am also on the list at the end,
A nillionaire.
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 6:53 AM UTC
Soon Sears will be history
J.C. Penney is all but spent.
Even mighty Hudson Bay
Sells their building and pays rent.
Here at Macy's flagship store
Friday was black indeed.
They couldn't process payments
at close to normal speed.
Jeff Bezos is a billionaire.
Brown boxes flood the mail
Clicks beat Bricks is the news at six
Is it lights out for retail?
He started out by selling books;
lost cash on every sale.
Barnes and Noble bled a ghostly white.
His competitors turned tail.
Competition is the rule
All change comes through disruption.
As catalogs give way to clicks
some stores need extreme unction.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 8:36 AM UTC