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It's relieving how
No matter how beaten I may feel
Depressing myself by listening
To someone (talking about love)
I still find happiness
In a Steam chat with a little
*"u wanna kno smth"
I wrote this about two weeks ago, and I can't believe I actually listened to someone to the point that I felt worse about myself. Bottom line: you are responsible for your own happiness. That, and always have someone that makes you happy 24/7
joel jokonia Jun 2020
Tite tichitambidza ivavo sando dzavo
Ivavo vatinavo
vek'kukanga kek'tanga
Kukusonera ganda
Ukavapo
Ukak a mbaira uka k ama
Vakakuridzira ukamira..
Pawasasvikira vaikutambidza
Vaikunakidza ka
Ivavo usafe
Wavasvimise misodzi
ConnectHook Apr 2019
Exiles from a dysfunctional global pipe-dream
of borderless corporate matriarchies,
multi-kulti nonsense and data-driven diversity
where virtue-signaling despots ruled
and those so confused
they didn't know their own gender
competed for victim-status
as they shrieked,
where rainbow torches on the filthy walls
smoldered with toxic smoke
barely illuminating the fragments
of computer carcasses we had to step over,
we fled the oppression
of passive-aggressive elitists
suffering from Trump Derangement Syndrome
to found a pure republic, based on poetry, goodwill and faith in God.
We emerged from the labyrinthine caverns and malodorous tunnels
into the light right outside the cave:
Clear, strong patriarchal light
purifying the fresh air.

We breathe deeply.

Once I saw some Vikings
sail the sea looking for Diet Coke
only to find angry gulls and mothers
squawking in parking lots
as the dust of the gentle hills disappeared
down the unpaved road
of rolling Scandinavian seas.


I was emotionally engaged once . . .
but she was a neurotic feminist poet, so I broke it off
and moved to Kekistan where
(thanks be to Kek)
I married my TWO Kekistani brides.
PROMPT #11:
Where are you from?
Not just geographically,
but emotionally, physically, spiritually?
Maybe you are from Vikings and the sea
and diet coke and angry gulls in parking lots.
Maybe you are from gentle hills and angry mothers
and dust disappearing down an unpaved road.
And having come from there, where are you now?
Jay earnest May 2018
Of all time  in history I could have been born,

I'm here on  a computer talking to imaginary people
in   a box
with  wood-grain carpet

and a tv with a   nondescript latino face.


What does it even mean to be a human?

What is pain?

What is genius  when it all takes     is a **** salute,

or saying the obvious?   Or just loving one another?


Why does hate always get a bad rap?


Where  is  the exit?

where is   the promise,

   where is      the sensitive eyes        in     the    deadair room

with 3 chairs


where is my   participation trophy?


where is my  diving board,
my knitted sweater,
  cellular phone, comatose giraffe?


who's back do i scratch?
who's bed do i make?

where are you parents?

where is  

the end
Muzaffer Nov 2019
Kelepçeyi çözün!

Plastik bardakta su var masada
İçebilir,
ya da,  yüzüme boca edebilirsiniz.
Paşa gönlünüz bilir.
Şimdi, oturu lütfen.

Prototipi teşhis ettiniz az evvel.
Gözlerine baktınız mı? Yüzüne?
1.84 boy, 83 kg civarı, esmer
kalpte herhangi bir leke yok.
Fakat düzenbaz voltalarınıza rastlanmış, ve foseptik sözlerinize.
Ayaklarında deniz, omuzlarında bir sabinin bacak izleri mevcut.
pusuya düşürmüşsünüz akşam vedalarından sonra
bok yoluna gitmiş dudakla
derkenarı düşmüş
otopsi.

Dolap çevirerek ardı sıra
oyalanmış tarafınızdan.
Askıda ekmek var mı,? demişsiniz fırına.
Cebinde yaralı bir tomar sevda
Yok cevabı alınca,
Narkozlayıp kek hamurunu.
Hedefi saptırmışsın sıcağı sıcağına.
Ne kadar da, şeytanca
İnanmış, inanmaya planlı da
insan sanmış sizi
fakat siz şeytani bir düğün
kurmuşsunuz
altından kaybolmalarınıza
vicdan yapmışsınız sevişirken

Şimdi cevap verin!

Emniyette huzur buldunuz mu?  
Suçu gizlediniz
Oynaş etkinliğinde bulundunuz
orospu çocuğunda olup
maktülde olmayan ne buldunuz?
Bir cevabınız yok mu?
Bir süre donra
evrakta sahtecilikten kapı önüne kondunuz. Aynı sütü bozukluktan
Vampir ısırığı öldürmez dişi yoksa.
Siz protez talebinde bulundunuz.
Peki orada mutlu oldunuz mu?

Susuyorsunuz.
Susayacaksınız halde.
Kanamayacak olması ne gam
ihtiraslarınızın kuş yutan gülüşe artık
Öyle demişti pezevenginiz
kandım dediğinizde orospuca

Boğula, boğula can vereceksiniz.
Sırıtık, maskeli bok çukurunuzda
Oradan şarkı linkleri atın bize
kim olduğunuzu kimseye söylemeyiz.

Götürün şu kaltağı gözümün önünden..
Denise Writes Jan 2018
Happy birthday you shining light
Faded by apathy and misery
Don't be afraid to show you're alright
amidst a field of "KEK" and alt right

-2-

Cogs in a machine
may be the key to Rakhine

Oxygen meets fuel meets spirit = fire
I guess i now know why they worshipped fire
It wasn't the God extrinsic
but rather the God within
Jay earnest Nov 2020
Lol

Bbo

Ki

O.lol

****

Rolloing in filth with the feces scraping the light



Look out

Kek

With a balll and fist

Get waht you deserve

No fun now when it's all for keep
Mateuš Conrad Mar 2019
what is the "subjectivity"
of a mosquito
   to the, "objectivity"
                     of a spider?

that's a hard, question,
isn't it?

          i don't have an answer,
for the most part:
most questions
do not begin with,
an answer.

there are simply the highs
of drinking,
and the pensive lows
of, the same partake,
that is not subscribed
to harvesting
potatoes...
  
   quasi-elite,
or whatever you might call
seething through
the eclectic...
through...
     the ******* rainbow!
i just sit here,
and "waste" my time...
   "occupying" a space...
but never, quiet,
space                 fulfilling...

unless you're talking about
a blocked toilet,
sure...
engineer made handy...
and life goes on...

   some ****** gets "herself"
bashed, stray plum,
into a wall,
and i'm like:
does anything happen
to the orthodox gays
attratcted to shy beard,
stubble,
     is this the point
were gays are akin
to the ashkenazi jews,
i.e. treated as
                      high i.q.?
no? too early?
yes? no?

****** contra ******
violence...
south asian flyweight
boxer taking on a sumo
wrestler?
   south east asians...
oh... you imply those
quasi **** with
a suntan? wide eyed
like it's curry season?
thai surprise
         brigade?

what?!
no... i'm buying
in on stressing crude...

       i play the stereotypical
flute of racial realism
like any ******* kek...
  white is white,
until it starts to talk "funny"...
akin to an australian accent...

but there is still:
what is the "subjectivity"
of a mosquito
   to the, "objectivity"
                     of a spider?

that's a genuine question...
"subjectivity":
i either get bitten,
or i experience arachnophobia...
"objectivity":
   i am free from
a disease...
    but i am made subject,
to the "object":
that's a subject inside
    my own 'ed...

all things remain
   within the confines
of a subject-object complex,
that isn't a duality,
dichotomy,
or anything else...

    base for debate...
what is sodium chloride...
to what
is sodium pentothal?
   salt in the former instance...
i spew...
  in the latter instance...

nurse, scalpel:

what doesn't begin as a subject,
isn't an object, isn't an object,
isn't a subjective relief...
in how
    the subject-matter
continues,
   and the object "disappears"

contra:

what begins as a subject,
is an object, is an object,
        is a subject of relief...
to sustain itself being:
            an anti-objectification;
which never...
   is subject to scrutiny
   of the objectified primo
posit...

        no... i'm not trying
to be right...
but it would be "nice"...
to find someone who could
help me unravel
the following statements
into a simplified
1 + 1 = 2...

at this point,
it doesn't matter,
what matters is the tailoring
of the Monday's worth
of a suit,
for the Barbican
              bureaucrats;
occupying an office space,
with a complete
disregard
   for reading Kant.

— The End —