A Big Mouth of Mostly Crap

there is no mother nature ~ mere reality with her rolling pin

spreading an infinite universe ~ with no instructions on a tin

bring humanity into the mix ~ a strange ingredient comes in

the spit of droll intelligence ~ from our salivating menippean 

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       Still from May Day, to the Summer solstice in June 
a Helios vegan picks his nose daily, of the greenest legumes 

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Anaya Avatar
May 17, 2023 at 8:32 PM
Admiration is the only thing I have for your introspection on poetic criticism. Intrigueing. You make it easy for the unpublished to understand.
Kavanagh  Avatar
May 18, 2023 at 8:55 AM
Heya Anaya, I like to try express the incomprehensible in straightforward text, I’m not really one for the esoteric! Cheers David
Flaherty Avatar
May 17, 2023 at 2:42 PM
Humanity is truly the strangest mix With definitely no instructions on the tin Very well said Sir
Flaherty Avatar
May 19, 2023 at 6:53 PM
Gotcha David I certainly do now and have come to understand It is most definitely the one and only True meaning of my life Purely entertainment for some or other gods or gods I would love it and find it funny myself If happened to someone else but as it happens to me so many times on a daily basis Id love it or much prefer it if it would rather please just instead 1st letter , F 2nd letter , O Because it's slowly driving me to the brink of insanity
Kavanagh  Avatar
May 19, 2023 at 11:49 AM
Now you understand the meaning of life Christopher, it’s to entertain the gods, Physical Tourette’s syndrome, you gotta love it!
Flaherty Avatar
May 18, 2023 at 1:46 PM
Evening David You know what you just hit the nail on the head of metaphor for my life. I honestly think I have discovered or invented a new form of disease Called Physical Tourets Syndrome Which is for life's endless entertainment the joke never seems to get old And happens not some of the time but all of the time
Kavanagh  Avatar
May 18, 2023 at 8:58 AM
We certainly are Christopher, and I honestly believe that is the very reason we were brought into the mix, for endless entertainment? Cheers David
Turner Avatar
May 12, 2023 at 2:04 PM
veggies will easily proliferate without human interference. as far as nose pickers, LOl I guess the rest of us should simply turn and look the other direction. Muse on, David:)
Kavanagh  Avatar
May 12, 2023 at 2:20 PM
Heya Daniel, I’m afraid constantly looking in the other direction is not an option for me, ok most of the time I do, but I like to remind the Helios b’ard he will not be allowed to spit into the soup with impunity, cheers David
Lane Avatar
May 12, 2023 at 6:19 AM
Spreading manure feeds botanicals, but it's just a stinking dung heap to humans. I'll take a guitar picker over a nose picker or a self-glorified sun god.
Kavanagh  Avatar
May 12, 2023 at 6:39 AM
Heya Lin, I was feeling a little bit sorry for the egotistical b’ard, He’s his own biggest/only fan, Ah no he’s a super guy really, praise be to the sun god, for trying so hard to fit in! Cheers David
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