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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
New Order Bartering
New Order Bartering
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
#lust
#sensual
#dystopian
#job
#seductive
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
New Order Bartering
New Order Bartering
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
#lust
#sensual
#dystopian
#job
#seductive
199 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
New Order Bartering
New Order Bartering
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
#lust
#sensual
#dystopian
#job
#seductive
199 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
New Order Bartering
New Order Bartering
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
#lust
#sensual
#dystopian
#job
#seductive
199 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
3rd Apr 2023 00:22am
New Order Bartering
New Order Bartering
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
“I see on your records that you once participated in May Day parades. We don’t keep with unionists in the new order. Are you a reformed socialist in keeping with the new collectivism?”
Goldie, “You can bet your pants on it. I’d no sooner join a union than sleep with a banker. But hey, I need a job bad. I’ll do any kind of work you have. I can clean, cook, and even sew. Do you need a seamstress? I’m your woman.”
Mr. Snyder replies, “Well we don’t need any of those things right now. Can you type?”
Goldie says, “Oh hell, I...
#lust
#sensual
#dystopian
#job
#seductive
199 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
view
you're a bastard loitering in the lobby of my soul
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
#aliens
#dystopian
63 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
31st Aug 2024 3:36am
view
you're a bastard loitering in the lobby of my soul
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
speaking a derelict language
a pornographic thought in confession
I will exorcise you, lewd vagrant
occult worshipers of disbelief,
the faithful pay you to stay and plague my existence
my womb is polluted by your hate slogans
despiser of womankind be gone
with an animalistic lure you wreak havoc
the noise is infected with your inflicted glory
turning in the energies masquerading as truth
you spew from the pulpits soulful larceny
offering the masses fairy stories...
#aliens
#dystopian
63 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Aug 2022 10:09am
27th Aug 2022 10:09am
The All Seeing Eye
Within the shadows still more questions lurk.
Just what did that infra-red sensor see?
Was it some demon of the id at work
Or a shade split from it's mortality,
Creeping in with a fresh maritime mist
Seeking revenge for ancient offences
Or longing for some prehistoric tryst
To reawaken it's long dead senses?
Mark it, THERE, moving by the patients bed
A vague form of certain locomotion
Shifting through death and past the optic sped
Beyond the eyeballs ocular ocean.
Oh what could be more strange and scary
Then the...
Just what did that infra-red sensor see?
Was it some demon of the id at work
Or a shade split from it's mortality,
Creeping in with a fresh maritime mist
Seeking revenge for ancient offences
Or longing for some prehistoric tryst
To reawaken it's long dead senses?
Mark it, THERE, moving by the patients bed
A vague form of certain locomotion
Shifting through death and past the optic sped
Beyond the eyeballs ocular ocean.
Oh what could be more strange and scary
Then the...
#nightmares
#dystopian
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Aug 2022 10:09am
27th Aug 2022 10:09am
The All Seeing Eye
Within the shadows still more questions lurk.
Just what did that infra-red sensor see?
Was it some demon of the id at work
Or a shade split from it's mortality,
Creeping in with a fresh maritime mist
Seeking revenge for ancient offences
Or longing for some prehistoric tryst
To reawaken it's long dead senses?
Mark it, THERE, moving by the patients bed
A vague form of certain locomotion
Shifting through death and past the optic sped
Beyond the eyeballs ocular ocean.
Oh what could be more strange and scary
Then the...
Just what did that infra-red sensor see?
Was it some demon of the id at work
Or a shade split from it's mortality,
Creeping in with a fresh maritime mist
Seeking revenge for ancient offences
Or longing for some prehistoric tryst
To reawaken it's long dead senses?
Mark it, THERE, moving by the patients bed
A vague form of certain locomotion
Shifting through death and past the optic sped
Beyond the eyeballs ocular ocean.
Oh what could be more strange and scary
Then the...
#nightmares
#dystopian
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0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
Summer Lost Memories
when summer comes, the day stretches his tail, sprawls wide, like being upon anatomy table .as my cat at home, lies napping in the shade, at the mercy of a burning heat, mercury boiling......not a fat mouse, nor a meat treat either could ever tempt him ,he likes to relax, flat on cool cement and sleep for hours, do not ever wake him up !!!
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
#dystopian
#fate
#summer
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
Summer Lost Memories
when summer comes, the day stretches his tail, sprawls wide, like being upon anatomy table .as my cat at home, lies napping in the shade, at the mercy of a burning heat, mercury boiling......not a fat mouse, nor a meat treat either could ever tempt him ,he likes to relax, flat on cool cement and sleep for hours, do not ever wake him up !!!
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
#dystopian
#fate
#summer
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
24th Jun 2024 3:48pm
Summer Lost Memories
when summer comes, the day stretches his tail, sprawls wide, like being upon anatomy table .as my cat at home, lies napping in the shade, at the mercy of a burning heat, mercury boiling......not a fat mouse, nor a meat treat either could ever tempt him ,he likes to relax, flat on cool cement and sleep for hours, do not ever wake him up !!!
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
summer here, is synonym of fires, Blazes, Inferno, and Dante was so lucky enough to live away, just in history books, not on my concrete land. or else he would undoubtedly disclaim his Devine Comedy..
summer here is a crazy...
#dystopian
#fate
#summer
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