"draggers" poems
Let's Hold Up Our Glasses And Make A Toast
Here's To The Liars,
The Cheaters,
The Hatrers,
And The Women Beaters
Here's To The Feet Draggers,
Body Baggers,
The Backstabbers,
And The Joint Draggers
Here's To The DUI Kills,
People Tryin To Keep It "Trill",
People Who Don't Reach To Pay The Bill,
And To The People Who Need A Refill
Here's To The Governments Killing Their Own,
Here's To Telemarketers Who Blow Up My Phone,
To The People In My Life Who Keep Breaking Me,
To That One Boy With A Heart Cold As Stone
Here's To The Chemistry Tests,
Being Enternally Upset,
Enternally Recked,
Here's To The People Who Scream In My Face
Here's To All The Pain,
Heres To The Knifes Which Have Cut A Vein,
To All The Guys Who Just Wanna Piece Of ***
Heres To All The People I Dread In My Math Class
As You Can See.. I'm Not Even Holding A Glass
Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 8:43 AM UTC
the blood on this dental floss is muito rico!
i must write all about it;
that’ll show em.
{espero!}
but what will she think of it?
i think i'd like to be stuck to her,
like a plantain peel on a naked shore.
two giggling morons
under a chocolate moon.
{suspiro...}
yet i’m stuck in didactic verse.
in a winterland.
knitting sonnets about
oral hygiene
and shaky hands.
back in bed now,
the words start to come together:
“Scatter my ashes in Dublin, Ohio
or the Bronx Zoo!"
I’m all over the place this morning.
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 8:13 AM UTC
Yes, words are the magic elixir
Embracing the soul,
And words turn objects into gold
Do words beat like the wings of
A restless hummingbird,
While men plot
With sharp draggers
To capture it
Words teach us valuable lessons,
Because words know how
To give and receive
Words live through every hurt,
Through every pain,
Because, they
Have no self-conscious fear
Of flight
Do words know how
To give and receive
The answer is always yes
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
Thank your progressive stars you are so filled with virtue, good taste, and tolerance *unlike those ****** hateful redneck Trump-voting plebes.* Thank all the gods of Democracy you are kind, gentle, and gender-unbiased as opposed to the divisive, racist misogynists you must share the earth with. Take a deeply liberal breath and center yourself for a moment… you will need it to endure the hordes of misguided gun-toting bigots trying to steal your oxygen. Give yourself a loving Euro-globalist pat on the back for doing the correct thing and voting your conscience against the racist nationalist KKK-sympathizers who run on fear and hate. At least you are resisting fascism with all your humane heart *unlike the uneducated, clueless, knuckle-draggers so easily led by their ******* overlords.*
YOU, after all, are for Humanity and Compassion.
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
to fall
once more
under
the pen
of a failed
poet
do your
knees shake?
does your
spine tingle
when
you
think of me?
. . . do you think of me?
- ha!
I'm still running
that
groove deeper
into the ground
it only works
if you want
it too
(it's only
ever been
me that
wanted it)
when you
get drunk
and get
all the attention
from
all those
room temperature
knuckle-draggers,
do you ever
regret
heaving
me back
into the night?
do you ever
think, " I ****** up, he was unlike
any man i've ever known, he really cared
about me."
no
you don't
I think
it for you
for me
to feel
better about
myself
and you?
well,
you're not alone
somewhere
busy not
writing poetry
about me
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 8:48 PM UTC
The annual Darwin Gay Ball
Was a gala occasion for all.
The Australopithecus
looked quite ridiculous
Leaning, half-drunk, on the wall.
Zinjanthropus, high on bananas
Uttered forth a long chain of Hosannas.
Although missing a link,
He knew just what to think
And went cruising for greener savannas.
The Cro-Magnons (more agile than Lucy)
Like their hunting and gathering juicy.
The mating was prime
And their dance, so sublime,
could out-monkey the funky Watusi.
Twas a lowbrow event; all the same,
Proto-drag-queens competed for fame.
The divine **** Habilis***,
Hairy, but fabulous,
Gave Knuckle-Dragging its name.
**** Sapiens***' wisdom has wrecked us
As the Darwinist doctrines infect us.
Knuckle-draggers may dream,
But bonobos now scream
That the winner is: **** Erectus***!
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 7:08 AM UTC