Archive for June, 2017

 

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Dodgy poems for dodgy times
A rotten orifice oozing slime
Freaking out the normal people
With socially awkward ramblings
Saying the wrong thing
Without even knowing it
Is difficult like a knot of barbed wire
To make a connection
Even if you mean well
Just being friendly
Mistaken verbal bumbling
Losing your interlocutor’s attention
Trying to break solitude
With connection

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Here comes a maniac dripping blood

Here comes runny shit

Here comes meth mouth

Here comes psychedelic sausages

Here comes a dynamic dildo

Here comes a transphobic lesbian separatist

Here comes a gender nonbinary banana

Here comes Batman

Here comes a volley of knuckles

Here comes a technicolour feast of fakers

Here comes ADHD

Here comes OCD

Here comes the KGB

Here comes Uranus

Here comes one sick motherfucker to kick your ass

 

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When I’m alone in my head

Possum headed and cosy

Ready for my voyage through the night

Willing on dreams

Of naked women and beer

And vast swaying fields of marijuana

Wishing and waiting on sleep

RTR on the radio

Some weird disconnected hip hop spoken word extravaganza

Loaded up on psych drugs

Name yourself

Critical unit

Bloated man

Cliched stoner

Madman magnet

Smelly hippy

But in dreams

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