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    Have you written a short poem? Do you suddenly feel inspired to write a short poem (around a maximum of 150 words long)? Post it here! :jive: Funny, serious, meaningful, you name it; its place is here
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    I call it: Jealousy - the green eyed feminist.

    I like de batty + de vagine.
    De batty + de vagine love me.
    Babe, stay thicc + humble.
    Or I will seek de sexy time elsewhere
    Gyal nor Man is not hot; she is freezing.
    Gail’s baby shower is Tuesday -
    her batty is stunning, but she got man.
    She’s ready to pop her alien - she has named it : Jealousy, the
    green
    eyed
    feminist.
    ESKEITTTTTTT
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    Going to shamelessly borrow from my "blog that is not a blog" blog for this.


    Sentimentality
    Is it possible to be ignorant of ignorance?
    Paradox.
    We must worship God but follow the Church. Why? Why?
    Politics.
    Politics is the uncomfortable answer to difficult questions.
    Don't be so WEAK.
    A society fixated on a screen delivers only material achievement.
    Why are we so closed to sharing emotion?
    Fear?
    Ignorance?
    Misconception?
    Deception?

    Why are so many rules not rules but norms unbroken?
    Norms like Gnomes in a garden, small, still, permanent, effective; pathetic.
    We have become slaves to judgement.
    "Don't know" has become better than wrong answers because avoidance has become better than failure.
    Even though it is failure which stimulates learning.

    Why? Why? Why?
    The answer may be simple: nobody knows.
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    Credit for the first line of this goes to Zigi Shipper. Been meaning to write some more poems actually.


    Alarm Clock



    "You can lose everything in life,

    but not education."

    Smoking by a statue.



    Disrespect? No, just ignorance.

    Ignorance fills London with monotony.

    Nobody notices. Sleep walking zombies.



    Forwards backwards backwards forwards

    Always moving, never stopping,

    never stopping, never looking,

    never looking, never noticing

    never noticing: something's wrong.



    Poets can moan and groun,

    and shout and kick

    and scream and cry

    cry yes cry. But why?



    Politics is never the answer.

    The poetry of politics of the politics of poetry

    Which is more important?

    Smoking is finite, but smoking infinitely is more finite



    One word, one simple question.

    Why?
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    I would love nothing more than to share my artistic temperament with the common folk of this website, but I can't help but suspect that there is a serious danger of plagiarism within this particular forum.
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    The human animal
    so similar in so many ways
    to our mammalian counterparts
    experimented on in torturous ways
    We've freed the "specimens"
    We've taken over the facility
    We've captured these torturers
    Time to teach them some humility

    AH... syringes filled with dihydrodesoxymorphine
    I've combed the streets in search of hypodermic
    needles and dirty sharp hoarding
    All aboard this ship of fools, this train of pain is finally boarding
    Tendinous disintegration, irreparable musculature goring

    Ah these shameless ways we get our fix...
    we get our kicks off human suffering
    through puncturing the skin accidentally restructuring
    Epimysium covering

    No need for anesthetics, your research for cosmetics landed
    you here on my gurney, hurting, gurgling diuretics
    Tube in your anus leads to open sores creating sepsis
    Septic shock sets in - No asepsis in my cold aesthetics
    Apathetic, yet frenetic, simply unsympathetic,
    shredded limbs needing prosthetics, best to just call off the medics

    How does it feel?
    Multi-Dermal peel - that shall never heal
    These clandestine ways - of distributing pain
    Diseased train of thought - krokodil rot

    Oh this desire... to see your limbs on fire...
    This sick exhilaration... of total excruciation...

    Ah these shameless ways we get our fix...
    we get our kicks off human suffering
    through puncturing the skin accidentally restructuring
    Epimysium covering

    Now I believe I've seen everything
    of what this subspecies is capable of producing
    Why do we do these things?
    Is this the meaning of "human being"?
    Bleeding is believing
 
 
 
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