selfpoem(aboutyou&howyoufeelaboutyourself)selfPoom,"I-poom"

 
Poem sa'id
            no,
no thing
do ing.........talk to dog,
          watch rain fall upintothesky.


don'be so stupid,just
play
happyfaceflutesong for thee imaginated crrrrrrowd
    in fckn interweb thing---


only the best,finest,adeptest liars really know the
                                   real truth

                                  about me or I
& the flock-of-the-dead piling up behind, as eye
       'come to be this age' of general undesirability
where they incessantly say 'sir', as y'be wished away
after
after
after they gets that shit in their hands called yr money my money his money, 'bitch better have my money' money, 'time is money' money, money is ego-powa, money if mthrfckn god made [by] mr. man kind...young 'beauty' makes love to disgusting old fucks what have fcknmoney..........

there be no money here

'no sale' po'em
'no sale' flutesong
'no sale' artfckn pretty pxtrs
'no sale' self.......
          all self lost or stolen,
          no in'surance......


self all gone...gone bye bye....but left a sum of pain behind
          for to practice
          to laugh
          at self, absent.

poem said  "no" say
//             just-say-no//saylike so-is-no //
      saylike so what no,don't know.....&
            most very weary wearied & worn
      by thinking I-should know

            just no...thank you, no

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dkzk;;;;;;;2014;;;;;;peristalsisPoomsFreshSqueezed;;;;;;;;;;;;;FPHOTOGRAPHF: "Lonesome Death of Faithful Serpent" by dkzk2013november