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a post apocalyptic view point of neo existentialism
what's to know?
the beers gone
flat.
our thoughts
are
poisoned by
wishes.
the annual
wage of love
is a hole that's
never dug deep
enough.
tea, crumpets,
strawberry jam
and ball gags
while wearing
black leather.
pruning butterfly
wings beneath
rainbows screaming
in terror,
while reality knees
God in the
balls.
WAITER!
...check please,
I'm going
home.
Published 28th Feb 2021
| Edited 1st Mar 2021
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28th Feb 2021 11:56pm
28th Feb 2021 11:59pm
Yep. Sure 'nuff do. I'll even buy the coffee for the ride.
huggies,
buddhakitty
huggies,
buddhakitty
1st Mar 2021 00:16am
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1st Mar 2021 1:28pm
Summed it up with "the beers gone flat", and then it just kept getting better (or is it worse?).
Now I'm wondering what's the point of going on with my day....
Well done. Hug,
k
Now I'm wondering what's the point of going on with my day....
Well done. Hug,
k
2nd Mar 2021 4:00am
The point of going on is ( for me) going on.. .lol. it's not much, but it's all I have.
Thank you for the kind words. Much appreciated.
biggest neo existential hugs,
buddhakitty.
Thank you for the kind words. Much appreciated.
biggest neo existential hugs,
buddhakitty.
1st Mar 2021 6:23pm
Dear BK,
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$. That’s all the money I have i give it to you, and this write is worth every cent! “ while reality knees
God in the
balls.” Priceless!
Mic drop...
H🌷
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$. That’s all the money I have i give it to you, and this write is worth every cent! “ while reality knees
God in the
balls.” Priceless!
Mic drop...
H🌷
2nd Mar 2021 4:05am
High praise indeed, Honoria. I've often wondered what it would be like to drop kick the divine where the sun seldom shines. Anyway, the write was good purge of the nonsense that goes on in my former drug addled mind ( wwwwaaaayyy too much opium/acid and the like).
huggies,
buddhakitty.
huggies,
buddhakitty.
Now we know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall ...
Visceral poetry as it sometimes has to be.
(Excellent title as well)
Visceral poetry as it sometimes has to be.
(Excellent title as well)
2nd Mar 2021 4:07am
Love that song. Sometimes you have to cut loose.
Thank you Josh.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
Thank you Josh.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
6th Mar 2021 3:09am
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