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202 – A Sickened Saint
Loudly proclaiming "I'm Christian" Are the lousiest people I've met They've never won an award, nor Appear anywhere near podiums Just infinite losers who need An omnipotent God just to get A participation trophy in reality They pretend to read the good book Attempting to make a holy facade Like a mask for their dead … Continue reading 202 – A Sickened Saint
201 – Named The Game
inside My Ödd~World is where you live so watch your back, I've got a Shiv Who Am I? 'the fuck are you? ask again & you'll kiss My Shoe on your knees now & hear My Name A11 you losers can call Me "The Game" 'cause in that moment you 'member Me dirt you see, … Continue reading 201 – Named The Game
200 – Bubble Burst Boy
Inspiration/Accompaniment: Gappy's Theme by Gwinn https://open.spotify.com/track/06dmaYf1eDCZjZae3b0Fd4?si=KbLs8tneRBGEHLOXgclprQ&utm_source=copy-link ♬A seat in anonymity Continue continuity Flow of Calamity & Wonder of U, how I wish I knew Where I came from & who's whom Two bubbles make One identity New Soft•&•Wet Personality Burst-ing star Bubbles broke stones Meth-o-dic Hide locacaca fruit Cha-o-tic Deathly PursuitRock obsession, trees Bizarre alchemy … Continue reading 200 – Bubble Burst Boy
199 – Do Not Punish The Insane [II]
That having been said Do not punish the Insane That is not your role, for Being robbed of Truth's reality Is the punishment for falling - The Insane have already accepted Holy retribution from the Sacred They may be disgraced now, but They are meant to re-ascend; So in accordance to the Truth: Your role … Continue reading 199 – Do Not Punish The Insane [II]
198 – Do Not Punish The Insane [I]
An Insane person is not crazy What You are witnessing is The result of divine punishment - Every word that comes out of An Insane person's mouth is true Though only to them, for they Come not from our reality, rather One where they were a lesser god For Insanity is the divine Hell; Although … Continue reading 198 – Do Not Punish The Insane [I]
197 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [IV]
[I] [II] [III] Meaning From Inside Never You, the Reader Only I, the Writer Know Reality's Truth of Meaning & Intention Inside Poetry; Do not put your own Meaning In my mouth just because You, the Reader, can't Understand either of the Writer's Meaning or Intention; My words speak not for Me - they Speak … Continue reading 197 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [IV]
196 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [III]
[I] [II] Parting Words No matter the meaning You, the Reader, may have found in my words, it came not from my pen, but from the projection of your self onto them. How do You, the Reader, know Benjamin didn't get his bones broke by Barbie? How do You, the Reader, know Barbie is a … Continue reading 196 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [III]
195 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [II]
[I] A Peak Into The Process When I wrote this poem, I, the Writer, put no meaning in it. I, the Writer, wrote words as a child would play with a toy. Alliteration my plaything - I, the Writer, chose words based only on if they had a 'B'eautiful 'B'eat, whatever that abstract explanation may … Continue reading 195 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [II]
194 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader [I]
'B'eautiful 'B'eat Bees Buzz Beside Brother Bears Bartering Beneath Benjamin Breaking Bones Because Barbie Behaves Badly [II] [III] [IV]
193 – Killing With Kindness [II]
Minds murdered by Music misunderstand Kindness trying to offer a hand You see your self hold onto hope Really your hand's around a throat Suffocating someone trying to cope Though never was it your intention To misunderstand their condition You had left with a holy mission To save their life with diction But through your … Continue reading 193 – Killing With Kindness [II]
