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Simple Simon reimagined.
Simple Elon met a Comman
Going to the fair
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
Got any jobs to spare?
The Conman said to Simple Elon
Show me first your penny
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
No probs I've got so many.
The Conman said to Simple Elon
You're funny and quite smart
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
What's more I have no heart.
The Conman said to Simple Elon
You're perfect for the job
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
May I suck your knob?
The Conman said to Simple Elon
Of course you...
Going to the fair
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
Got any jobs to spare?
The Conman said to Simple Elon
Show me first your penny
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
No probs I've got so many.
The Conman said to Simple Elon
You're funny and quite smart
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
What's more I have no heart.
The Conman said to Simple Elon
You're perfect for the job
Said Simple Elon to the Conman
May I suck your knob?
The Conman said to Simple Elon
Of course you...
#funny
39 reads
4 Comments
The Lights
fatal mind fetal
pose dying to
find my home
afraid to feel
to hear to see
it hurts to face
it hurts to erase
the pain kills me
eats me inside
it hurts to hide
tired of fighting
& of being alive
afraid of the dark
the demons inside
the night & light it
hurts to wake up
i curl my back to
loneliness hide
inside their riffs
and cries try to
forget who i was
Archive hears me
where no one does
pose dying to
find my home
afraid to feel
to hear to see
it hurts to face
it hurts to erase
the pain kills me
eats me inside
it hurts to hide
tired of fighting
& of being alive
afraid of the dark
the demons inside
the night & light it
hurts to wake up
i curl my back to
loneliness hide
inside their riffs
and cries try to
forget who i was
Archive hears me
where no one does
#depression
#suicide
83 reads
14 Comments
You're Annoying
..
#minimalist
44 reads
7 Comments
descent
I reach thru shadows
a moment of warmth
a flame underwater
collectin light I cannot drink
I have fallen
into the space
where echoes go
to die
this is where I end
a moment of warmth
a flame underwater
collectin light I cannot drink
I have fallen
into the space
where echoes go
to die
this is where I end
#depression
34 reads
1 Comment
The Moon at Noon
Twenty degrees up in the east
a buxom crescent rose
as a bosomy silver beast
that everybody knows.
She's up and down and all around
in itinerant bliss
where every crater has been crowned
by meteoric kiss.
Each kiss a job around each rim
and holes where glory be,
where lovers might let vision skim
from sea...to Luna sea...
a madness in the daylit sky
much like that midnight craze
where sunny Selene passes by...
from phase to sexy phase!
a buxom crescent rose
as a bosomy silver beast
that everybody knows.
She's up and down and all around
in itinerant bliss
where every crater has been crowned
by meteoric kiss.
Each kiss a job around each rim
and holes where glory be,
where lovers might let vision skim
from sea...to Luna sea...
a madness in the daylit sky
much like that midnight craze
where sunny Selene passes by...
from phase to sexy phase!
#moon
#sun
89 reads
8 Comments
Hope
You hope for more
Like you hoped before
The smiles deny
The tears, unrest
Inside you shy
The fears beset
It's hard to trust
You've seen it all
Emotionally crushed
Catch my fall
Like you hoped before
The smiles deny
The tears, unrest
Inside you shy
The fears beset
It's hard to trust
You've seen it all
Emotionally crushed
Catch my fall
#anxiety
79 reads
15 Comments
Presumed hunger
Premeditated situations
and pre-cooked annihilations.
Preheated eliminations,
precepts, losses, predators,
nothing changes the colors of poverty.
Chameleons are the rich ones
and they change, change color
and change again to a color they don't have.
The rich eat poverty for breakfast
so let's change directions,
change emotions,
and let's eat the rich
even though the rich are poor
in nutrients and proteins.
Since they have many colors,
we will eat them with our eyes
and season them...
and pre-cooked annihilations.
Preheated eliminations,
precepts, losses, predators,
nothing changes the colors of poverty.
Chameleons are the rich ones
and they change, change color
and change again to a color they don't have.
The rich eat poverty for breakfast
so let's change directions,
change emotions,
and let's eat the rich
even though the rich are poor
in nutrients and proteins.
Since they have many colors,
we will eat them with our eyes
and season them...
#corruption
#death
#greed
#illness
#poverty
25 reads
2 Comments
Real Vampires

#dark
#evil
#horror
#rap
#vampires
134 reads
1 Comment
mental overdrive
silence is a mythical creature
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
#anxiety
#confessional
#insomnia
85 reads
15 Comments
What Am I Waiting For?
Waiting for someone,
Who doesn't talk.
Hiding behind,
Writer's block.
I'll brew you up,
Like chicken stock.
I'll be waiting for you;
Watching the clock.
If clocks could watch,
And watches can clock....
I'd add them to my,
Wifi Hotspot.
Open to the public.
I kid you not.
Unfamiliar faces,
And connecting the dots.
I know you well,
But I don't know your thoughts.
Just expressions of strangers,
While I'm on the clock.
You hide in my mind,
As I carefully...
Who doesn't talk.
Hiding behind,
Writer's block.
I'll brew you up,
Like chicken stock.
I'll be waiting for you;
Watching the clock.
If clocks could watch,
And watches can clock....
I'd add them to my,
Wifi Hotspot.
Open to the public.
I kid you not.
Unfamiliar faces,
And connecting the dots.
I know you well,
But I don't know your thoughts.
Just expressions of strangers,
While I'm on the clock.
You hide in my mind,
As I carefully...
#heartbroken
#IMissYou
#loneliness
40 reads
2 Comments
Buds of Renewal
The buds anxiously wait to burst through
warmer, softer ground.
They sprout like a secret lacking sound.
First signs of spring and the excited joy they bring.
Accompanied by joyous melodies the birds do sing.
Robin's, dressed in their red breast, hop everywhere.
A sky saturated blue, provokes a happy hypnotic stare.
The sun's soft spring heat shines on the thick, smooth buds.
Sometimes what is fragile is at the same time tough.
And renewal of earth and heart is abundantly enough.
warmer, softer ground.
They sprout like a secret lacking sound.
First signs of spring and the excited joy they bring.
Accompanied by joyous melodies the birds do sing.
Robin's, dressed in their red breast, hop everywhere.
A sky saturated blue, provokes a happy hypnotic stare.
The sun's soft spring heat shines on the thick, smooth buds.
Sometimes what is fragile is at the same time tough.
And renewal of earth and heart is abundantly enough.
#flowers
#nature
#spring
23 reads
3 Comments
GREENLAND
I wanna whisk you away to Greenland,
Like whipped cream -
To the largest island in the World!
I wanna spoil you with Danish Kroner -
The official local currency.
I wanna make love to you in the snow,
Like nobody knows, as we live like Eskimos,
Trudging through its 80% ice cap.
I will lavish you with fresh fish and wine -
Ravish you, once we reach Nuuk (Nuke),
The capital. Divine!
I love it when you talk like that!
Take me away and treasure me,
If only in wishes and dreams -
Then so be it.
Feed me until I...
Like whipped cream -
To the largest island in the World!
I wanna spoil you with Danish Kroner -
The official local currency.
I wanna make love to you in the snow,
Like nobody knows, as we live like Eskimos,
Trudging through its 80% ice cap.
I will lavish you with fresh fish and wine -
Ravish you, once we reach Nuuk (Nuke),
The capital. Divine!
I love it when you talk like that!
Take me away and treasure me,
If only in wishes and dreams -
Then so be it.
Feed me until I...
#dreams
#hope
#inspirational
#uplifting
#passion
251 reads
41 Comments
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