Fighting over the global garbage can
Shell it out, fish, dish, take it
Poke
Yolk splattered on cosmic ground
The Gods
Spilled gut seeds in a violent explosion
Big Bang
Get
More for your buck
Don’t bother fighting back, get more
Than you ever bargained for
F@&! me like you hate me
Bending over backwords
Collapsing towers of Cotton On and old navy yarns
For score sheets and seven conquests to go
You sunk my battleship
Belt notches
Revealing how little we value life
Cracking Open
It was serendipity
Keep listening
To your silent, power tripped delusion of white blonde authority
Give me a break!
Oh I, oh my
Impressed by Selfishness
Not really but frozen
Let it go!
Still
Sucking the dicks of privilege hoping for a taste
Shouting across distance
Long, oceans over how much we’ve tried to make it
Moving on up
Drowning in flattery
Offering us deforested forest
Clap box
Crap boxes
Boxed Seats
Don’t bother
Finish up and pay me
So much can buy barely enough to keep us alive
Promises you don’t keep
They won’t save us
You save!
Strive harder and you too can make it good
Ol’ American nightmares
The hard boiled lies they soft sold us
Told us what to be and where and
When?
Why We Can’t Wait
Who owns who
What, how and then,
Assassinating worth.
Erasing His Story
Immoral stalkers
Staking claim over unholy ground
The White House lawn
Yawns with insider trading
Bet on Red
Leaving us
Black and Blue
And Little Caesar’s abortion
Et tu Brutè? Brutè?
There’s nothing we want on your dollar menu
Leaving us fat and hungry
Voracious for death
It’s painfully obvious you have no capacity to care for anyone but Number One
Two Three
Skidoo
And you’re failing at that too
Can’t take the heat we bleed every day on knees in service to The Man
Indulging himselves
Father, in Law oh brother, Son
Where art thou?
Perpetually spoiling hope of healing, freedom, justice, peace, greed
Be with you
Perverting accountability with puppy pictures
Who do you think you’re fooling?
xo
I still love Jesus and you. My shadow self is a voracious, deviant, monster. The little hellion is tired and honest.
Without my shadow self I wouldn’t have my light. Its usually when my light self is exhausted when my shadow self comes out to “play.” Another poignant post, E! ❤️Thank you for being you.
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Exactly. Thanks Alexis. ❤️
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That was kind of amazing
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Thanks Billy Mac.
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I reckon God can take it! 😉 Big shoulders and little ego I think.
It’s so funny when you go all stream-of-consciousness! This is so wildly evocative: I’m laughing, I’m disgusted, I’m shaking my head, I’m laughing again, I’m thinking and skipping little flat rocks over the surface you have created to see if they will bounce off it! Haha. Your dark side is a very playful monster! 😛
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Broad shoulders and maybe big hips. 😉 Glad you enjoyed it. Feels good to go off leash once in a while.
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This is brilliant E.
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Thanks K E. It felt good to be this dangerously honest.
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Ha! Trust me. I understand lol
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