Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Poet Light Verse

Its A Self Consuming Metaphor

It’s not 
that it’s eating its own tail
It’s not
that it’s chewed off its legs
It’s not 
that it was ever even trapped 
It’s high
Its high
It’s delicious 
it’s endorphin rich 
its gimmicks

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Duke Beaufort February 5, 2026 at 8:45 AM Maureen, we just hope that whatever it is and does, we will survive it. Sending smiles, of course!!

John Lawless January 22, 2026 at 11:54 AM all we need to do is organize it, charge it union dues, give it three weeks vacation, 12 sick days, and all the holidays and spread a rumor that xkc78sjd just got a raise.

Lin Lane January 21, 2026 at 7:24 AM 'IT' is eaten up inside with a hunger for power that can never be sated. 'IT' should bite off its own tongue and choke on its own toxic vitriol. Hugs for you Mo. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart January 21, 2026 at 7:32 AM That IT, yes, I likes your eloquence. Hugs for you too! xomo