"deutsche" poems
*Deutsche
♥
Ich weiß, dass ich dich liebe.
Ich es bezweifle nicht
^_^
Ich werde sicherlich küssen,
Sie zweifle nicht daran.
;-)
Translation 1
English
♥
I know that I love you,
I don't doubt it.
^_^
I will surely kiss you,
You don't doubt it.
;-)
Translation 2
Hindi
♥
Main jaanta hoon mujhe tumse pyar hai
Mujhe koi shak nahin is baare mein.
^_^
Main tumhe zaroor choomunga,
Tum is baare mein shak mat rakhna.
;-)*
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
.ah here comes england with its eccentricities, ah hier kommt polen mit seine christentum: where anyone can be a messiah, as stressed by the byzantines.
my first love was the love of the english grey,
(in honesty mentioned it was
the double-decker first, since
i fancied myself the great bus-driver of
the no. 5 bus back home)
earl grey came and said: ‘i can’t look
at these skies without sunglasses!’
and so it was, mid-autumn with sunglasses
at loss the sun-worshiper
enter the moon idiot,
looking for accents, looking for anything.
in england they called him das deutsche -
for reasons believable enough;
the luftwaffe eagerly anticipating the tunnelling
centipede that is the euro-star train-tunnel:
the panzers are rolling in!
the panzers are rolling in!
strange he never minded the coal-miners as useful
as minded by edvard gierek von silesia -
to the dispute of silesians not ex-patriated to saxony
(oh wait... texan boy doesn't sound as
nationalistic as minnesota boy?).
ooh pokey poo... writing about germany
became so **** so recently, i forget that i started it:
here’s to the english language’s chirality of s and z,
actually being superimposable:
from words in the socratic sense as encoded by plato
i don't get a bunch of ideas... virtue
does not make me ponder it with meaning or definition,
i only see the kabbalistic sensibility
of anti-alphabetical sequencing as v
i r t u e...
otherwise e i u r t v;
almost sounds like s.t.d.
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
Es ist schöner als Englisch,
Und es ist so viel wie Hindi/Sanskrit,
Ja, es ist dein Volkssprache.
English Translation
I am sorry about the German language
It is more beautiful than English,
And it is similar to Hindi/Sanskrit,
Ya, it is the popular language.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
unlike these other migrants -
i remember Ilford,
during the Balkan war,
and the Kosovo refugees -
who didn't bother to remain...
refugees having this superiority
complex over
economic migrants...
somehow victim-hood is
a better economic model
than skilled labor...
i didn't assimilate into
the English culture,
i wasn't spoon-fed this
multicultural ********
where some ******* Somali
could speak down to me
because he was
bown und bwed in
Cuntish Toown...
****** can brown-beat
me down with his
exotica...
up to a point...
i haven't been brain-washed
by some ideology of
assimilation / integration...
i never assimilated
or integrated into the English
"culture"...
i'll let you know...
sprache über kultur -
*meine treue ist zu es ist sprache,
nicht es ist volk,
sogar wenn ich haben
zu sprechen deutsche*!
i was never assimilated or integrated
into the English "kultur"...
i acquired it, and by acquiring it,
i acquired it to deviated from
what was being prescribed...
by a ghost consensus...
i never signed up to some
******* Somali brown-beating me
as some minor, the always inferior,
"eastern", "European"...
not a chance in hell...
*hölle erste,
besagt streit? zweite*!
...and why do you think i'm
seeking escape in tickling German?
i'm not exactly bugging the Ottomans -
after all... one of the Axis powers...
and i love my Turkish barber...
i can't imagine any other ethnicity
to have perfected the trade of
the barber...
who... whittle east African
subsaharan Muslim with no knowledge
of the Saudi slave trade of Bangladeshi
workers?!
mouthing off his over-priced
privilege position in England?!
bingo!
no no no...
i'm not assimilated,
wenn es kommt bezüglich die krone?
mein antwort "bezüglich"
eine krone?
die ich von gott:
ist der ein und erst krone!
i didn't integrate or assimilate
into this "kultur"...
i made a claim for this sprechen...
da ist nicht kultur
außen die zunge!
which is why i have to tease German,
the old father...
of the English tongue...
because?
because i find the English language
plagued...
and i'm puritanical at herz.
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
i'll let you on a little secret... spaniards are gigolos to the slavs... cheap-shit, chinese rolex beauties, which is why the english are prone to vacate there: oiling up to get a quicker suntan than an essex lass turning orange-brown in the space of a weekend's session at a u.v. parlour.
westerners define western slav as cleaner material,
if not simply the plumbers and electricians,
got a blocked toilet? get a pole
to unblock it. but you see... the thing is...
the slavs see the spaniards as
euro-trash... cheap-shit-cancerous-suntan...
spaniards are cheap **** to the slavs...
western european nations (excluding
the germans) invokes a sense of self-worth
that, like a tapeworm feeds of the slavs migrating
without colonising... when the western
powers migrated and colonised,
never really preparing themselves for jihadis,
st. john the decapitating tyrant spoke to st. george's
dragon with a cockney accent:
oi bruv bruv up up mate! score us an eight's worth
of 20 quid!
so while the high tier of europe speaking deutsche anglican
rather than deutsche swiss keep time and
penny flip: carnal heterosexual or just plain ****
the slavs mock the same tier with a choice
of holiday resorts exploited... next to the fake suntan...
because spaniards are like albanians for the slavs...
oiled up cheap-shit material for even cheaper literature
of the handsome, blue eyed, dark haired (well oiled)
stranger... selling pomegranates... that a fair maiden
might succumb to... selling her virginity the fiftieth time.
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
Aniu,
dostałem słuchy na temat grafiki - nie jestem Surrealist'ą z poprzedniego wieku (tzn. dwudziestego), to już mineło... może i też miałbym pozory sfobody by skrytką zza popularną sztuką miałbym brać jakiegoś malarza na front jak by to było wydanie Ortodoksji zwane Penguin Publishing House, ale wolałbym mieć pod uwage geneze, tzn. kompromis braku koloru i tą nadrentą komplikacje modernizacji na tle "programming" szyfrem komputera - a ten kompromis? szyfr chemika... wiem że to może brzmić zbyt contra idei ładnego obrazka czy tez ikonoklazm'u wedle sukcesu sprzedarzy książki - ale jak orginał to orginał, bez kiszeczki, bo kto tak naprawde chce pokazać tważ niechaj pokarze ją niż maske pierw - wiec myśle o notatkach z sfer chemii w goły-trakt poezji. przesyłam jeden przykład, trzymam notatki inne takrze gotowe, ale to jeden przykład; nie chce sie chować pod skórą innych artystycznych wybryków - szczegółowo poza gruntem orginału pisma jako malunek pierw, a pismo po (ksiązka to nie Boeing 747: obraz pierw a dzwięk po - tzn. dzwięk pierw, a obraz po) - a więc i też skreślam zaufanie co do piękna malowidła jako przeciw tego samego niby ambasador'a dającego ochrone pod tytułem: brzydastwo wiersza konieczne; wole by jedno z drugim miało zaufanie, czy też wpomnienie obojga na począt i na koniec: na trasie wątpień i zarysów warte twarzy w publicznym miejscu poza oh ah ah oh galerii. a więc zakończe - inne e.g. prześle jutro - ten jako prolog w temacie: o co mi chodzi.
Mateusz.
p.s. oczywiście ominołem ę czasem, lecz jest zachowane w przykładach głębin - ale to nazwe proto-ortografia Polaka poza Polską, takie potrzebne lustro w Angielskim 's - czyli liczby mnogej co nawet tłumacz by powiedział: sprechen Deutsche?
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
Deutschland
So many countries
der Deutsche die Deutsche
So viele Nationalitäten
All meant for memorization
Großbritannien
as if
der Brite die Britin
students are
Schottland
Robots
der Schotte die Schottin
But hey
die Schweiz
at least
der Schweizer die Schweizerin
I now know
Luxemburg
them all
der Luxemburger die Luxemburgerin
in German.
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 9:02 PM UTC
There he sat
on his tamed stallion
overviewing the Ghetto,
seeing the people
shot down like dogs.
The blood spilling
all over the
black and white streets.
The red of innocence runs away,
to hide from the
Deutsche,
only to be lost in fire.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 4:23 PM UTC
was englisch mein parents
speiche ich wei gedanke -
auch so ich ungelernten
via immigrant zunge sprechen -
gelernt (learned) zu ungelernte -
afrikaan sagen Türkisch wickeln -
and the love for the greatest
disparity, existing among verbs
and nouns - whatever English my parents'
spoke i'll speak Deutsche -
as a Syrian - Deutsche Deutsche
unterhalb alles; the cappuccino froth
via scares of migräne und tollwut.
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
My apartment once was beautiful; hard woods and fine antiques.
Then civil war came to Aleppo and the fight was in our streets.
A improvised explosive shattered every pane of glass.
Hot metal and the fog of war obliterate my past.
I stand in the ruins of what was once our home.
My family has been scattered; I am frightened and alone.
I search about for some semblance of shattered civility.
A Deutsche gramophone recording has survived along with me.
My television has been shattered; I have no working phone.
Just a working turntable and I listen, all alone,
To the sweet strains of a chamber piece
That was written by Chopin.
I enjoy this scrap of harmony
in a City of the dammed.
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 2:36 PM UTC
*i hate this ******** even writing about it gives me Sartre's nausea, but it's the reality, and as such, given it's reality, it's in-escapable, so there's no point hiding behind a putrefaction of ideals with nice, ear-pleasing sensible words that do not antagonise, let alone engage with dialectics, that sharpened version of what is know to be simply: a conversation, or via Shakespeare: too many stages, too many worlds, too few actors, a load of physicists though, deliberating poly-dimension etc., but too few actors; what a massive Holocaust of subjectivity this scientific positivism came to be... clearer cloning devices are in place than what the Koran invites. they will not convert so easily, having been robbed of communism! the mongolian conversation / connection, i.e. if it worked for the mongolians to become a nation sub- in the geopolitical stratification they say: 'it should have worked for us, but it didn't, we're as dispersed as the jews! and we're met with more anti-semitic remarks around the globe than the ******* Deutsche!*
and when the recession hit
the majority of european countries
poland remained recession free,
and when the migrant crisis came
the european union abolished
the schengen union:
zumbi e o senhor das guerras
zumbi e o senhor das demandas
quando zumbi chega
e zumbi quem manda
your tribe - our tribe -
i.e. **** your little unity project for a café culture;
hostility will be met with hostility,
or quiet simply right-wing football hooligan
marches with a flare for acrobatics of explosives...
i didn't want it, as honesty goes
i am in debt with Scottish universities and i'm
not paying them back...
i'm on £120 a week benefits after being
misdiagnosed as schizoid... oh look,
Michael Myers is smoking a pipe of Hashish
in Damascus.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC
nagłon a ja lupa i ja
wgard... i mokra, ja,
Moskiev... koszule mokre....
na gawron... ja płacz...
i w noc, i w czar ten tło ka ka
a raczej w tło lupy iskr...
tak... bliżej.. dalej... bliżej! dalej!
ale ja Moskiev, i oto oi na wojne,
to warte: ęć - ha ha warte ojca,
i tego, i wolne, it warte watrę...
cię, you... or what was said
to be evil... a night spent in Warsaw,
or a night i never wished i had spent...
wedle barw...
na tło... o tu huja se ma!
ty mi nie centurion
deutsche!
hałk i lombard ego!
prawie żyd, prawie taki owy pan...
niech mnie gnat i gwałt taki
obezwładni: czyli ten,
który, kto nigdy tam
nie raczył znaczyć wprot: list.
oj ubogi, oj ubogi, ty.
ss-man, nein!
death to **** life! ****
not in america... bored from life...
smooch the two of
equal strand!
ya, deutsche!
as ire stupid, came to lay claim...
dumb irish are ready to join
islam, and make a bomb...
as the dumb irish are ready to do.
boo and readier with boom!
boom!
lost the concern for a shamrock
dance.
how i wish to forget having the capacity
to speak english...
ugh...
how i wish to forget it...
it's so crisp, so pristine...
so worth being unfathomable.
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 11:14 PM UTC
.i've had enough... i'm hijacking this linguistic shit-show, formerly identified as the English-language.
don't talk to a drunk
in an attempt of
sobering his opinions,
without first engaging
in his dialectic.
god knows...
he might start
*spreschen
deutsche,
bis sie*.
and whatever antagonism
exists for the English,
you can only counter
it with a Zeppelin...
covert for:
saying something
in German;
i see no other way
to manage this country...
thank god and the almighty
that i didn't bed
even one of their women /
lawsuits...
thank god, and the almighty...
given...
why would a god bore himself
with an omni-
prefix in all the existing realms...
when...
his creation is grounded
upon luck, or chance,
i.e. gambling?
what a waste in terms of
making an observation,
being summoned
qua omni: as being all,
powerful, cited,
etc etc.
more like the ******** tickle of
qua et cetera...
*ein, oder zwei
wörter im deutsche...
das ist, alle;
jetzt,
das ist von etwas nutzen*.
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
Texts to Berlin.
bottles of Geneva gin,
deals done over Haute Cusine,
scraps on papers
all obscene.
Going green with solar envy
watching **** on MtvT
drinking in polluted air
Texts to Berlin
everywhere.
Fish that glow are fish that know that
Nuclear's not the way to go,
I'm switching on to video
we all will in the end.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 6:06 AM UTC
the **** have you learned?
mierda madre!
there's a roll on the R...
rhasp...
marx learned
his dialectics from Hegel?
so....
everyone forgot about Kant?!
leave me drunk
singing
ah'oy'ah yo'y'ah...
i'll sniff the grounds,
take a dog to a tow...
and beg for relief...
the cull in tow
for all the security cricis..
syrian death toll..
children cripples...
when the sunni overshadow
the shiite....
prior to orthodox
islam splitting...
death in Damascus....
orthodoxy you leverage
cok-sucker...
squirt ah-Lisbon...
ich haben leben
vor morschfleisch...
schwachkopf ist alles gut?!
alles-gut!
ich bin
zu heben ein ursache...
mein kind...
mein herz...
ich bin kind...
ich bin herz...
du ein
schaudern
kommen sie:
willkommen...
ich haben
augen zu sehen
schatten.
die gott!
die gott!
vater-bergwerk!
auf ein selbst!
auf ein mann!
sein deutsche...
heil...
aye!
wert die arbeit!
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 10:28 PM UTC
bier und mohr bier!
bier und mohr bier!
und mohr bier!
und mohr deutsche spresch(em)
und sher wenig
auf: alles angeschlossen...
mit ein britisch-stim'mung!
ich sterben:
ich leben...
es ist: wie auch immer:
nacht!
kommen sie: bald!
hier du... da: "sein"!
Oct 2, 2021
Oct 2, 2021 at 10:13 PM UTC
*sie wann eingeben krähenschar,
sie lernen zu krächzen wie.*
brrrrrrp... rülpsen die blitz...
London en flammen... ähnlich:
hängend auf ihr meßerschmitt flügel:
zu total... liebe... unt: zement.
ja.
for some reason speaking vater deutsche
makes perfect sense to care for:
tochter englisch -
deine vater, mein tochter:
ist wenig volk diese tage.
unless i have some
undeciphered fetish
dealing with the movement of
people... m'eh... me as clueless
as you -
but i'll do the same unto you...
mein tochet...
funny how i can speak
very bad german and then return
to perfect english (unless you're
my Irish critic) and
perfect Polish (i have no critics
there, being an exile,
i'm technically non-existent).
but it was all about a proverb
an old Polish lady said:
if you go among the crows,
you must croak like a crow...
that didn't get me far...
the most painful expression encompassed
by Solomon...
certainty vanities really do
include crucifixes and iron maidens
to depose the king to grovel
in his self-erected care to ask for
wisdom and later keep a brothel...
because it can't be called a harem
once the king ages to 70...
the harem becomes the bordell,
no old walrus can compete;
but i like speaking careless german...
i just like the sound of it;
if i'm bound to move to Frankfurt,
i'll start reading die welt
and not write my own crass volkspreschen.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 9:16 PM UTC
you know what?
that fox?
that fox that came
round my house,
and then decided:
**** i'm wild...
this feeding ********
is scaring the **** out
of me!
you know what?
i think...
i think i'll rename
him...
herr erwin rommel...
or rommel, für kurz...
ja?! klar?!
i said:
ja?! klar?!
herr romme; fuschs.
non deutsche,
nicht deutsche...
yes?
i would never
become one of those
happily remembered
family friendly
SS-mench;
sorry...
cynicism begot the way
to make blockage with
a bunch of *******
aging to be 70...
and then crying...
aged 50+, while comrade
Stalin died!
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 9:17 PM UTC
it's either ***** or it's blackmail,
you choose; i've had, enough!
of making a choice! i've made mine already!
hoisin duck wraps! **** you and your
twisted "upkeep" of the white culture...
ich sagte meine finale,
überqueren meiné
origínal setzen...
ich werden meiné
zweite vorschlag -
die kreuzzug:
and i mean, really really mean:
die schwarzkreuz auf ein
trügerisch pazifist segeltuch...
i really don't understand
the undermining of the germans...
i really, really think these people
are crafting the next auschwitz with
their ****** take on innocence,
to me the muslims are the next jews...
but i like drinking watching this
cinema...
makes the whiskey tvice *** goot,
thrice as godot...
go ha ha jerky in deutsche...
these muslims don't know
germans...
i'm waiting for the goblin
cannibals to start eating the
migrants...
fun fun fun...
it's like you almost miss
the jews -
woe to those: who have seriously undermined
das deutsche... as i say:
nein, ich bin sißer sie
gemacht spaß was auf nicht
machen sein witz: zukunft geist...
and that really is my best effort of spastic
german... i think it was along
the lines:
take the **** out of the germans,
you will regret taking the **** out of
the germans,
because taking the **** out of the english,
only means a delayed reaction
from the americans / australians...
which is always the worst part of the joke,
that, by being delayed, is never,
actually endowed with a status of:
being a joke akin to auschwitz ha ha no ha ha.
still, **** me,
those hoisin duck wraps,
and the calendar year being unchanging;
keep calling it d-day qua qua quacking
jeep...
oh, right, blah blah
black sheep... forgot about the swans,
just started to imagine the israeli invention
of the *** hiding behind the propaganda
surrounding the kalashnikov.
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
the ancient greeks
would call
asia's mysticism
nothing more
than a tautology...
tao:
the tao that can be
named,
is not the eternal
tao...
i see one tao:
the best way
you can help
the world,
is to forget the world,
and let the world
to forget you...
like some Irish
poet once wrote;
who was it?
ah!
louis macneice
in ehyeh asher ehyeh...
*in der beginn
und der ende
der nur dezent definition
ist tautologie:
mann ist mann,
frau frau,
und baum baum,
und welt... welt...*
which is the basic
principle of asiatic
"mysticism"...
der ding dass ist, ist...
und der ding dass nicht ist:
ist
nein-ist,
aber nicht: nein!
watching Swedish drama
i took to understand
the difference between
nein and nicht:
and nichts...
circus of nouns...
Asiatic mysticism -
tautology...
nein ist nicht ein absolut
nein:
the Asiatic folk
spiced it all up
with an addition of
adjectives... nichts mehr...
how can i have
an opinion about England,
not being an Englishman?
sidenote...
i'm no migrant exotica,
i am not luxury:
given that i am economic...
hence
my desire to hide
in German,
whenever i can,
while entertaining
the use of English...
i can't have an opinion
about England,
because i am not an Englishman
and the Englishman's
opinion is worth:
jack-shit...
out of curiosity,
i watch,
and... too apprehensive
about waiting
i forget to wait...
wenn da eine nachleben:
ich hoffen zu spreschen
deutsche...
i was born in Poland...
so...
what do sie denken my
meinung of England är,
given that i'm not an Englishman
and i'd föredra to speak
Deutsche
after death,
than be plagued by
this acquired tongue?
i don't have an opinion
worthy of it being designated
as having accommodation
to encompass said land,
i'm only here in passing:
i wish!
but for not being
a pompous brat,
my servitude is that of the natives...
of which i am not...
hence my minor
ploys of escapism in
german...
somehow...
a few words in German
alleviates the burden
of seeing the natives
buckle before
whoever reigns...
but being white,
i could almost pass off as
a Brit...
i can, and do...
and then on occassion:
i don't.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 8:28 PM UTC
/aus sie volk: sie kann nur verstehen schwab! schweinscheissedeutsche! gut! so es sein... origamikapitalismus... papierspeichelschimmel: nein papier! vor! die mumifizieren pharaosowjetisch! und die akt?! wer mein souffleur?!
lernen aber die wenig von
deutsche,
zu gewinnen
ein vater-herz aus ein, volk;
as the dynamic
of perceptions go about...
on, mythological grounding...
schattenarbeit...
größermühe:
für die:
"geringer"... arbeit:
diese menschen müssen
"geringer": arbeit!
zustand ist seele von mann!
or maybe...
i'm just ronin...
who has become too...
germanophilic...
perhaps just, that;
come to love the pleasures,
and the tortures,
of this, destined peoples.
don't worry...
like any capitalist...
i'm only in this affair
("dasein") one sided,
concerned with only
a mind's worth of a kept
hard-on to boot
away from writing
an epitaph!
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
lunch?
yes, lunch.
what will it be,
herr vielefurz? bring me,
oh noble page,
3 czech beers.
funny,
as a pole, i can
see the downfall
of germany,
and as nietzsche
predicted,
the deutsche:
wächter von kreuz...
and to see it,
well... i am seeing
germany topple,
and i didn't
even have to lift
a finger,
well, i had to do something:
so i farted while
sitting in an armchair;
in polish it sounds
a bit different:
mazel tov!
oh wait, that's jewish...
á jom patru patru na to szambo,
i se myślom... pinknie...
i se pier**dziáłem w fotel
na to ganz popierdolenie:
ojra ojra, hurrrrr'ah!
sto lat takich lat jak tych!
sto lat, sto lat, niech żyje nam,
sto lat, sto lat, niech żyje nam!
eins hundret, eins hundret,
damit leben für uns!
germany... it's your.... birthday!
wanna see the prezzies?
ah... go on... titanic is sinking,
might as well open them,
while the orchestra plays!
orchestra! play! play!
and let us sing:
sha! shtil! makht nisht keyn gerider
der rebe geyt shoyn tantsn vider
sha! shtil! makht nisht keyn gevalt
der rebe geyt shoyn tantsn bald...
and they took their root into the home
they made, and made their
language the mongrel ******* of
yiddish...
while in poland:
they still spoke with a "funny" accent...
as stanisław wokulski
would testify, in the novel
the doll, by bolesław prus.
p.s. i once heard a jew complain
that he be called that,
a jew...
ah... but wouldn't it be
more offensive, if i called you
a *** he blushed,
and took off his kippah;
well then,
hebrye.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
Innocuously incubated kindled
imperceptible dire strait
restlessness like tinder
with pinterest Deutsche agitate
barreling like a freight
train running so much
faster than an eight
track uber twittering,
rumbling, quickening and inculcate
dissension among dissolute
rabble rousers, who
do obediently initiate
rank and file will not abate,
boot re:reed out (bus) soon,
thence coalesces into ablegate
insidious encroachments
no longer patiently await...
ideal conditions to hatch
schism within parched
soil perfect for hate
mongers of democracy
breeds anarchy to facilitate
chaos, which quickly spreads
like kudzu, or wildfire Arson
Welles immediately forcing leader
of free world to abnegate,
(heard to trumpet "FORGET
THE WALL" mate),
(despite being caught in his
pink frilly underwear), to late
for Mar a Lago escape, where
formerly great wealth did
pool lightly coagulate
elite class heard faint stir of echoes,
then earsplitting clangorous louder
than an ICBM din (er bell)
rent asunder forcing
freedom of "FAKE
MEDIA" to abdicate
all the while pointing beringed
index finger to accentuate
his Taj Mahal ululation
interspersed veni, vedi,
veci stopping for spate
to coif (died in the will)
hirsute and aerate
said wind swept hairdo
pausing every now and again to snap
selfie portraits, plus
instagram loved ones to alleviate
that pompous, outsize,
and humongous ego fast deflate
ting into a shriveled up POTUS
float hissing boilerplate
hot airy premature ejaculations,
he would not capitulate
(sooner be rocketed
to Pyongyang and cell bate
good times with Kim
Jong-un to emasculate!
I now absolve myself
that aforementioned jest,
a tongue in cheek diatribe belies
my means to predict any forecast,
yet if any resemblance
of chance events
materializes between
my pablum childishness at best
there could arise fruitful market
for kitsch sheen collectors items
high as Mount Everest!
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 10:52 PM UTC
/ falling asleep while doing an
all night, "vigil",
i curl a t-shirt,
and put it over me eyes,
like a niqab in reverse,,,
people who own cats
complain that i sleep, "too much"...
how can i ever sleep:
"too little"?
people are too bogus in
their desires to fathom others...
last time i checked:
i hardly felt inclined to
fathom them...
as long as your freedom does
not infringe upon mine?
cool, cool...
but then it
does... and you gain my attention?
my eye-orientating-similitude-of-sound?
i'll simply reply...
with sniffing the air...
to gain the tertiary dimension
of orientation...
eyes and sight are
primary...
hearing and music
are secondary...
there is no face behind
a screen, "hiding"...
you've never allowed
yourself to explore a stab of beef
moulded into a burger,
sensing the cows being fed eggs,
right?
mm... hmm mm...
can you do anything
with a herring... other taker than attempt
the Baltic take on "sushi"?
i.e. raw, and in sour scream?
no?!
oh well...
Tokyo comes second
within the confines of the concept...
schönnacht:
mein kurz und süss,
scheißkerl...
ist deutsche ist alles das bleiben
aus europa;
und was ist nicht:
ist wert wiederaufbereitung:
antienglisch:
empfindlichkeit...
ts'eppelins!
fallen!
bombe!
aufregung die nachthimmel!
geben Lon'don,
was Lon'don:
sollte haben!
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 3:06 AM UTC