A living hellish nightmare... only just began early today
November 6th, 2024,
when my eyes frightfully espied
glaring headlines bespoke horror
swiftly tailored, harried styled
conjured, portended and yielded
worse fate than being gratefully dead
after the polls tallied up the votes
beaming none other than
pudgy hugely crass blimp
as the forty seventh septuagenarian president
of the United States of America.
Before delving into worse case scenario
regarding the candidate,
who clinched the nomination
as commander in chief
with special thanks to Elon Musk
(despite being an engineering genius)
for amply funded inimical,
maniacal, and radical
antithetical, egotistical, and heretical
verbal incursion, and character assassination
videre licet concerning democratic opponent
boosting drek fueling horrible jibes,
no surprise a...
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Suddenly frisson linkedin with fright... I describe, suddenly feeling scared
and tried to summon sense and sensibility
after scrambling to stand upright
with all my might.
Otherwise titled
recalling taking a fall
about five years ago
ala Humpty Dumpty impersonation
(and nearly cracking me noggin),
think the character
in an English nursery rhyme
opened to countless interpretations,
even resorting to ask Reddit for
"ChatGPT, to finish
the Humpty Dumpty poem... Oh god..."
which complete computer generated
Using the same prompt, here's what I got.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn’t put Humpty together again.
In the shadows of dusk, where the darkness does creep, Lay shattered the shell, in a... |
Miniscule male member doth bend sinister impossible mission of mine to bare witness
whereby mine (whore rubble) puny phallic
describes a bent shaft, particularly when cap
locks on first observed by the missus when
we consummated intercourse, though nicht
married, cuz the rutting urge overtook both
of us 24/7, 365 days year not omitting the
leap day, which arose because planet Earth
doth circle around the sun within 365 days,
5 hours 48 minutes and forty six seconds
to orbit the nearest star, according to NASA,
and while that calculation (rounded down
established by Nicolaus Copernicus in the
16th century, when he proposed heliocentric
model - quite controversial to the church ladies -
upending geocentric theory placing the Sun
at the center of the solar system, with Earth
orbiting around it; his theory was detailed
in his book "De Revolutionibus Orbium
Coelestium" ... |
Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene
All la names bespeaking deity froom
Noah Mo' Room India Arc
of Covenant to crypt tick Blood
(sweat and tears)
of San Gennaro devout wowed,
and/or Turin shroud
bullishly, consonantly, demonstrably,
desperately, faintly, glumly,
yet plaintively, muttered aloud,
no evading the steadily avowed
atheist approaching COSMO funnel
(dumb mental) stormy dan yell cloud,
cuz far as the eye could see -
at least by this Beatle browed
bipedal hominid (north, south,
east, and west), the conical, demoniacal,
and elliptically endowed
sky high reversed cone, bow wowed
wailing 10,000 maniacs +
same number of banshees
wove weft and white
across wide whirled web
whereat, the black vortex
vacuumed ever... |
Unorthodox nonestablismentarian epitome Describes celibate bent aegis.
Mein kampf illustrates gravitas.
Underdog muted lest intimidation
think bully brandishing fist in my face
threatening to buzzfeed me
a brassy knuckle sandwich.
While breezily reading Judy Bloom,
(whose material geared
toward young adult)
book titled Blubber - published in 1974,
(which year found yours truly - me
undergoing amazing transition
classified as puberty)
bemoaned childhood's end - id est mine
interestingly enough romanticized boyhood
livingsocial within Lake Woebegone
(way before Garrison Keillor
named said fictitious town),
purely swiftly tailored
harried styled fabrication,
although that first decade
found torturous growing up years
more so courtesy
self exclusion from reindeer games,
thus during lunch or recess<... |
Dump Trump - The demagogue Hitler reincarnate! Countdown to Armageddon
precariously, lugubriously, hellaciously,
and deleteriously hinges
potential apocalypse now outcome,
mere smattering weeks away
if the brazen, fierce-some
amazing dragon doth don
trumps presidential throne -
ships with whistling
Dixie missiles at bay
will be synchronized
with aerial bombardiers
to parlay a view to unleash
nuclear weapons on cue
destroying a vast swath
of flora and fauna,
and most life forms
(inn oh cent), but pay hefty due
to assuage the aggressively cruel, enjoyably
growling at his goalie indubitably
kickmindset
worse than dengue fever will ensue
a combustible domino effect
fueling global horror –
turning everything into ashes
as mushrom cloud grew
analogous to kindling tinder logs smoke<... |
Literate lettered latitudinarian looms larger than life I feel honored, and flattered to acquaint myself (a married youthful looking sexagenarian solitudinarian from southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania), yet feel awkward at jump/kick starting a rapport.
Literate lettered latitudinarian looms larger than life
Presents the following slapdash
higglety-pigglety bupkis, whereby reader
experiences being mentally hogtied
perusing pseudo poetic perambulation
devoid of sense and sensibility
welcoming character assassination
concerning pride and prejudice
of yours truly (me),
who merely strung together
words sharing "arian"
as their last five letters
for no particular rhyme nor reason
quite aware that forced gobbledygook
underwrites storied reputation
of unnamed aspiring author
cramming nonsense linkedin
jibber-jabber hodgepodge fashion
deplorable basketed mumbo jumbo
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Will wonders never cease!? Alternately titled: Last of the fluff
belonging to a Mohican
Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe.
Any resemblance between said unnamed individual
and living persons purely coincidental.
Scads of decades back in the day,
not since this sexagenarian baby boomer
happened to be approximately
three and a half decades deep,
into his freshman year at college,
the word haircut
just re:entered his vocabulary
at the expense of unfairly
subjecting innocent bystanders
slipping and sliding along oil slicks
dripping off the bedraggled
locks of mein haar
(veritable strangers in a strange land -
plus medical practitioners such as:
optometrist, otolaryngologists, internists, et cetera)
wore latex gloves when their hands
forced to make contact
with living and breathing biohazard
namely videre licet
greasy... |
The humble roach - Survival of one wreath speck table insect,
(poll ease pod din me Elmer Fudd speak)
thus earning hardy laurels
nsync with inxs of standing kudos
ranking as bajillion year old species
scientific name: Periplaneta americana
(Linnaeus) Insecta: Blattodea: Blattidae)
throve for more than 300 million years,
not surprisingly they constitute
one of the oldest groups of insects on the earth.
Longevity of twittering, skittering,
and buzzfeeding critters survival
witnessed their collective essence being gifted
with best in class adaptation techniques
particularly with debut appearance of naked ape
slowly evolving into modern (wo)man,
(after God - somewhat cagily
took a rib from Adam),
who when not resembling a rolling stone,
nor asking sympathy for the devil
furiously drove beasts of burden
into dire straits down to the waterline.
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I feel in führer rated and envious... entrapped within webbed wide world
weft as a rump pulled stilts skein
at warp speed exhibiting
my heroic trumpian wiles
cuz he (johnny come lately) a then
exemplary hedonist, narcissist,
and polygamist dons
comical, farcical, illogical, lunatical...
offal dolled up endearing guise,
when inconvenient truth broached
particularly determining paternity,
no matter countless progeny sport windblown
swiftly tailored mimicked
matted coiffure of mine
resembling hirsute trademark
of appalling though
revered forty fifth president,
nevertheless harried hair styles
in tandem with fabrications riles
the madding crowd - myself included
into frenzied orgasmic state,
no matter yours truly upholds
voluntary penitential platonic
marital modus operandi
suddenly as one celibate sexage...
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