Poetry and Musings of the Mad
NIght Drive
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LESBIANS
LESBIANS ARE EVERYWHERE JUST WHAT ARE WE TO DO? IF NONE OF US CAN PROCREATE THE HUMAN RACE IS THROUGH TRY TRY TRY TRY AS YOU MIGHT YOU COULD NOT WRITE THIS VERSE CAUSE LITERATURE IS HARD TO DO AND POETRY IS WORSE!
Midnight Call-to-Arms
There’s a hunger deep inside of me
That only you can cure.
A wanting and a needing
For a love that’s rare and pure—
For you’re that special someone
Who is meant to spend with me
A happy-ever-after.
An immense eternity—
My message-in-a-bottle—this is my
Midnight call-to-arms.
Whatever will it take to win
Your heart—I have but charm.
I’m not sure what that counts for but I
Do have it in spades
And wit, my love, with wit I shall
Conclude this love crusade.
Hasten with the fervor of a
Queen seeking a King
Who’d cornered every suitor
And found them all lacking.
Find me in the corner
Of a Honky Tonk on Broad.
I’ll be there standing nervously
With wit and charm and flawed.
Sorta Suicidal
Sorta suicidal, no, I really wanna die
I cannot live in a world where everyone is right
And not a person ever had a thing that they could learn
it's pointless to learn anything when no one can discern
Truth from propaganda it's the nature of the times
We're forced to fucking live in where knowing anything's a crime.
Poetry and Musings of the Mad: Tickle, Tickle Child
Making Sense of the Madness
Most of the time you fail, but it doesn’t mean you stop trying.
Sometimes the injustice weighs you down like the Mariner’s fabled albatross.
To simply take a step becomes the most difficult task you’ve ever faced.
Sometimes the evil overcomes you and you wish like Hell there was a literal Hell
As all your Christian friends fervently believe…
Admitting they have so much hate in their hearts that they wish ill for some not only across a single life span
But for eternity too.
And you realize that if such a place were real, it would assuredly have been constructed
For people like them.
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