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Negative Minded Nigel
~ NEGATIVE MINDSETTED  NIGEL~ Alas~he only can envision the hopeless! With nary an answer ahead. His land is for him,only of the  following feckless, With no soulful breath, as if he wishes indeed, he were already dead! For breakfast he searches out spoiled jam, On a moldy Brioche, to be sure. Then, Nigel, the  poet and eater declares in untruthful agony as best he can, mam. That on this planet human life cannot be endured! The TV set or radio is turned on, bleating like sheep  of riots, COVID and such. He goes to his cabinet to roll a fat joint to quell his mental agony! Nodding in his non-thinking media mind constituted of negative media mulch. That God's world is entirely terrible and loaded with perfidy. Then, in stained plaid housecoat, onto his computer this poet tragically travels, Giantic mug of coffee in his poetic hand, To quill a verse, with his still unshaven, stubbly face. To repetitiously write the damnable media notes damning and anxious to declare to us all~ that life itself, is imdeed a is disgrace? And we sit as innocent as new robins, Eating his banal poetry so joyfully? Squeamish, naive, robins we are! Ever so gleefully, eating untruths, voraciously. Unaware, that for us, life right now, is as grand as living on the most glorious,brightest star! June 22, 2020 1:30pm PST POEM # 1303
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