Post by thefleetsin on Feb 25, 2017 16:30:29 GMT
the opening when your heart beats like a drum
you know,
someone at this very moment in time
is
writing
the book for a new broadway musical.
encompassing
all the president's men
and
including
his blown-up botoxed wife and daughter.
who
operate a house of slaughter
for
children orphaned by their husband/father.
who just couldn't find them real jobs
so
they became elitist fodder.
like so many generations before them
who humored and adored them
until they the population had
had enough.
and here is where the author
is likely to get stuck.
for no one wants to spend their life
wading through manure
falling off the back of a gold plated turnip truck.
especially after
we're being forced to live through
a president who
everyone sees right into
as truly not giving a fück.
oh yes
someone's writing a musical.
and
a play.
and several hundred thousand short stories
tilting this or that way
but all guaranteed
to let any government know:
you'll have to take this pen out of our cold dead hands.
sjw 02/25/15 inspired at this very moment in time by the rising tide.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
you know,
someone at this very moment in time
is
writing
the book for a new broadway musical.
encompassing
all the president's men
and
including
his blown-up botoxed wife and daughter.
who
operate a house of slaughter
for
children orphaned by their husband/father.
who just couldn't find them real jobs
so
they became elitist fodder.
like so many generations before them
who humored and adored them
until they the population had
had enough.
and here is where the author
is likely to get stuck.
for no one wants to spend their life
wading through manure
falling off the back of a gold plated turnip truck.
especially after
we're being forced to live through
a president who
everyone sees right into
as truly not giving a fück.
oh yes
someone's writing a musical.
and
a play.
and several hundred thousand short stories
tilting this or that way
but all guaranteed
to let any government know:
you'll have to take this pen out of our cold dead hands.
sjw 02/25/15 inspired at this very moment in time by the rising tide.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
