Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

Nothing's As It Seems

You think you enjoy the radical,
flaming in the gas jets of astral fumes, 
spinning in the ocular midnight of a rabid dogs dream,
yet, I think you know, NOTHING is as it seems.

An all too thorough pondering
of mundane thought comes to naught
as vulgar words don’t necessarily wax poetic.

     Talking, writing, hurl, polysyllabic words
across a dot matrix screen in a pixel fight with the Lord
don’t made you a prophet or a prophetess
 	You just scream now, scream…
show your pain across a global terrain in a globular dream
‘Cause I know, you know, NOTHING is as it seems.

Rebel, rebel hell, damn good for nothing navel watcher
pick the lint out, start a fire, you don’t have to die to mean something
     you have to do something, damn, it's not enough      to just BE
ACT don’t just bite the dirty hand, green with the bile of your blood
eat the whole arm…chaw of a chunk and spit it in the systemic eye
                      of a postulate system which MAKES have and have nots.
See that fading grin wink from existence      and the twin terrors of
DUMB and DEE saying “Howdy and Fiddle Dee Dee” to the 
arses who claim to KNOW, ‘cause I know, you know,
NOTHINGS as it seems………..

*Dedicated to Jeffery Cohen from one anarchist to another
**This would be my Alice poem ;)

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Jslambert Mister Roboto July 29, 2011 at 1:58 PM I like the weirdness of this. Though Jeffrey Cohen irritates the crap out of me.

Jack Horne June 13, 2011 at 10:21 AM Wow, a hugely powerful write, Debs. Thanks for your kind words on my blog : )

Gautami Phookan June 13, 2011 at 1:40 AM Whoa debbie, I'm wondering what's caused this emotional-radical upheaval..I've understood bits and parts of this extraordinary looking write ,I gather there's a rebel and his methods are not fruitful,,the sentence "twin terrors of dumb.."intrigues me,,something there...

Don Johnson June 12, 2011 at 7:24 PM He he Enlightenment here babe :) Thank you for the ego boost, the cruel world i am turned loose, a blight upon the spoken word, a blinking stinking computer nerd. so whats new heheh xo, Don

Jeffry Cohan June 12, 2011 at 1:56 PM I think you enjoy the radical, flame in the gassing jets of astral fumes, spin in the occular midnight of a rabid dogs dream, and i think you know, NOTHING is as it seems.those ae word of yours that are better than my poem you probably have cooties!. PACINO MOVIE "THE ROOKIE" tag line in the c.i.a. nothing is what it seems..great flick...better poem! yours in peace, pain, poetry, protection and per chance perfection (porridge, what ever happened to that stuff.....an admirer..fondly, ~free cee!~

Cory Long June 12, 2011 at 1:20 PM this is very good, take care cory