Unpopular Opinions
A belief that you would kill for
Is really unphlegmatic.
The untalented sell poems
Which is very democratic.
People get quite angry
When you contradict their gods.
Some hurry to the hardware store
And buy a couple rods.
People without brains
Write endless posts on every thread,
Tossing praise and censure
Over other posts they've read.
Those without the slightest knack
For writing poetry
Post and praise each other
In a shallow ecstasy.
It really doesn't matter
Whether anything's in rhyme.
It is a pleasant way to bask
In print and pass the time.
Then someone who is naughty
Posts some thoughts, and all the chaps
Who felt their thread was sacred
Leave. It of a sudden snaps.
11-21-13
Matisse
Henri he ran the gamut
From genius prodigy
Through mediocre modern
To completely enervated.
And now he's a colossal name in art.
I don't see it.
Who am I to say?
11-21-13
Fairness
The lowest poetaster
Who ever held a pen
Dotes on every syllable he wrote.
I scrap and I surrender
But then begin again,
And hate my poems always.
I'm a goat.
As blowhards about Jesus
Dominate the noisy air,
Murder homosexuals,
And no one seems to care.
Vanity and justice
Are the least of all that's fair.
11-21-13
A Blind Spot
I just woke up. I'm numb. I think
I just saw through my blind spot.
On a hidden level
I don't co-operate.
No, that's just a sleepy lie.
Everyone has bones.
11-20-13
Songs In Denny's
Do these hateful women
Pinch their noses when they sing?
I endure this music
I endure this music
Like a cat enduring sex.
The lyrics come from Scrabble,
Like a lot of random words.
The music isn't music
Known to any age of Man.
I sit in hell in Denny's,
Just the waiters, god and me.
11-21-13
Logic & The NRA
The Constitution guarantees
The right to own a gun
To every single citizen.
Unqualified. A right.
So to do a background check
Eliminating millions
Is unamerican and goes
Against the Constitution.
Could this be what the bastard thinks
Who stands and pulls the trigger?
11-20-13
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