"sudo" poems
I can't sleep for this kitten has claws
when you die I will tear your soul apart
mortality is a gift, so take it
I will wait till you are dead
30 years if that
then you will be mine
and by the eyes of God
I will tear your soul apart
I get ****** off with sudo Christians
by the laws of the trinity
time means nothing to me
for I am a vengeful Angel
My own tell me to leave it
why should I waste my time
I tell them to f*ck off
just to tear you apart
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
if I seem desperate, it's because i am.
i don't care about dignity.
i care about you.
how many nights in a row can I drink white russian daiquiris
and smack ink onto a blank sheet before I realize
that I haven't pressed the "J" key even once
in hopes that my brain won't jumble the letters
and create word searches with only your name in the word bank.
i'm not dyslexic but I do love puzzles.
crosswords, jigsaws, multi-colored cubes,
cryptograms, mazes, tetris, Sudoku...
the only one I can't seem to solve is you.
****
Once again, I'm stuck.
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
I don't care for insults
I do stand alone
my restraint is me
for I will not attack
Come sudo friend
give it your best shot
for I have seen all before
and protect his fragile soul
Do you think I would leave him
My Husband of being
he is that part of me
don't fight me, for the sake of you
I do stand alone
so don't **** with me
for I really know
the laws of hurt
Run rat
Run and scurry
for I need not you
as another quarry
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC
People that change history, have to be true to their faith
so understand there is no them and us, for we are all one
my country is in the grip of unholy beasts of hell
for all the poor ******** that live in this sudo china crisis
I am watching good working people being crushed
watching them being arrested and incarcerated
who will help us, will the land of the free help us
I don't think so, for money rules this sick world
If you want to see the third world
come to Britain see children starving
so many in the slums of sewers made
by our own usurper sick government
Oh they make our country great with lies
in their eyes we have never had it so good
if that was a fact, I would not write this note
for as they hurt us, we will fight hard back
Let us eat cake 48 12
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 7:14 PM UTC
If home were where the heart is, am I to be considered careless?
Still young with four parents, why do I feel so alone?
This hostel that calls me a student, do they care for me?
How am I supposed to adult on my own...
I have biological and sudo-step family and they seem happy
As they are, they are content with their nuclear families
And I am content with solitude. Something to call my own.
But solitude ends with the term.
I sleep in living rooms and, after emotional diffusers, at friend's houses.
My little half-brother hasn't yet learned that he can ignore me while I wallow in my pity
A lesson that he will learn with my termly absences
A lesson my parents surely have
I don't think that it's being sent away that makes me feel alone
Nor the sleeping on couches, many people seem to be fine and they were also raised like this.
No, it's the happiness. Their happiness...
Yes, I am the bad guy of this story, the antagonist you boo
I arrogantly assume that if they loved me they would be sadder when I went away.
And, maybe, at first they were, but that was before the wedding bells rang, again.
Before they promised to death for the second time
I know there are more lessons to be learnt now that I'm growing older.
Lessons that have served me well, but that childish rage in me will always glow.
So I'll finish my education, get a job and a house
And hopefully emotionally I'll grow.
And maybe, just maybe, my heart will grow softer, or bolder.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
caught between screens
like a rock and a hard place
laced with beams of green,
the command line screams into
dark color schemes that maintain
a clean theme of extreme
control
in a world lacking
whoami
to say sudo i'm
just the pseudo-king of
all the pings
i see'em sing ICMP but
the ether stream contains
more than pings,
no it flings about
all the things modernity
can't think without
like some machined spring
spewing strings
made up of
every dream we need
fresh from the
version-controlled source
the click clack of
mechanical keys on
a thick black
switch-backed board
in tic tac mint condition
is the sound of
strict syntax enforced,
if there's a problem
you fix that,
else the big bad bugs
will kick back with
sick bags of tricks
that make you
wish that there was better
logging for life's mistakes
Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 11:51 PM UTC