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Hot chocolate no longer tastes like chocolate

Tea gets me as drunk as wine

I get about as high on cannabis as I would rosemerry or thyme

The clocks in my house have stopped ticking

Though I never stop to check

There's a litter of stray kittens, outside my door, on the front step

Although time has stopped passing
And the gods have fallen asleep

I still find myself laughing
That I've wept to much to weep
Ive had a few people wonder.
Its limbo
and of course i know
what i want to write about:
and of course it's you! and your
eyes! which i look dirt-deep into
when i think of loving you, with
all the itching force of it. and

of course it's the way i can't stop saying yes! to
your everything! because when you twinkle
at me like that it takes everything! i've got
not to take your brown light and
loop myself round it. because
when i have the rich warm
soil of your stare everything! good in me
grows from it, just like everything! of us is
green and groved and gardened
makes me want to run forever but
if i could just sit still --

*** if i could look! and really look! into the chlorophyll --
then i could tell you everything!
and write the ivy out.
11/25/18
In the digital l-and
We l-ive in
Mistakenly automatic
One pointing at a chest of tools
Eyes on i
No soul can tell a part a weakling metal


Robots robbing robbers rich
T-error terrifying t-errorists
Artist gods and goddesses
Sharing platform to unleashed gifts


Mint hue bubbles squeak
Fizzy dizzy violet haze
World head to toes spins
Any day it spins coins in change


A quiet girl is sinister
Siren of mystery or future
Robot is your mirror
Peach chin with teeth filter
No innocence and glitter litter
Guilty until proven the latter


A quiet girl a terrorist
Error mouths terror twist
Terrorist from the orient
They hide in between every end
Disguises they cover in
Racist as problem solving


Smile girl watch
A fake smile and eyes
Skin of steel so is her
Heart made alloy
How it blazes to the touch when heated
Oh it bites fingertips as it's cold
Hair resting on the curve of her spine
A woman's hair only breaks if it tries to grow


What she said
Tell me if you can tell us a part
Warning tears borne from her crooked eyes
Robot and soul
Terrorists from t-errorists
No soul knows either
Tattoos or memory shall identify you
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
Francie Lynch Sep 15
I've used them on my windows
To see the clear outside,
If I read the Op-eds,
I shudder, shuttered and hide.

I've spread them 'neath my plates and cups,
My shelves all neat and tidy;
But the headlines made it clear to me
My glass is more half empty.

They had a place in the litter box
For **** to scratch and squat;
I laid them round my garden plants,
They made fine insect traps.
Rolled and twirled they'd start a fire,
I could fold them into hats.
They cleaned the grease from BBQs,
And they're safe to pick up glass.
Crumple them for packaging,
They work as school book covers;
Add water and some flour,
To shape papier mache lovers.
Fold seeds in them to germinate,
Then use them for compost;
There's many ways to employ
Your Times and local Post.

But I won't subscribe to Dailies
For the felling of our trees;
And yet I miss my papers,
And the ways they worked for me.
But when enthroned,
You'll hear me grouse,
There's no **** paper in this ****-house.

My cell works well to scroll and swipe,
But it's only good for a virtual wipe.
Auroleus Oct 2012
Once not long ago
In the vile state of Utah,
An evil wizard
Impregnated a feral cat with
Mormon seed.
In no time at all,
A litter was born
And all of them died
But one–
Mittens the Kitten.

Mittens grew up with a sense of entitlement
Because the evil wizard filled his head
With the Mormon scriptures.
When Mittens would catch and **** a mouse,
The evil wizard would pet Mittens
With a vigor that was borderline
Inappropriate.
Mittens was bred to ****.

In the evenings,
Mittens would enjoy a bowl of warm blood.
Sometimes it would coagulate,
But Mittens loved his blood.
He lapped it up
With a a vigor that was borderline
Inappropriate.
Mittens was bred to ****.

The evil wizard was a Harvard Business Grad,
And since feline-humanoids were not accepted
At Harvard Business School,
The evil wizard taught Mittens
All that he knew.
Mittens soaked up the knowledge
With a vigor that was borderline
Inappropriate.
Mittens was bred to ****.

Some years went by and Mittens
Became a successful business owner.
He would lap up bowls of
Other people's business
With a vigor that was borderline
Inappropriate.
Mittens was bred to ****.

Fast forward to the present tense
(My personal favorite tense)
And Mittens is running for president.
He uses his magical smirk to cloak his lies
So that naive voters might believe that
They should vote for this cat.
He smirks and he lies
With a vigor that is borderline
Inappropriate.
Mittens was bred to ****.
Ryan V Mar 2017
My country 'tis a fee, cheap land of liberty. Home of leaders lacking bravery while acting to maintain this slavery more commonly known as the economy. Establishing a laborious lobotomy and then call it remedy while using it towards a social hegemony. Land where justice is blind, you know, except to class and color line, federally funded ***** ******* genocide, slyly twisting the rhetoric blaming the ****** epidemic for mass incarceration invadin the lives of those too poor to be patients. This corruption is systemic and only aethetics make the difference between medical prescription and criminal addiction. Enforcement is cuffing ***** ****** while cops get nose bleeds with escorts behind closed doors. Outlaws working corners and streets while all rights are reserved under corporate sheets, no more balance just the sting of jailbird talons. Private prisons profiteering on picking away rights by engineering correctional castration, removing voices, stripping votes and choices. Rehabilitating via dehumanization. Chain gang gathered cop shot corpses litter the monstropolis. We ain't as fast as the clock is tick tick bang there goes the next kid, would've rather he'd been arrested, but so it goes for those below. So it goes unnoticed. No mass hysteria. So it goes when you're made in America.
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