Nicotine is making a comeback
analog cigarettes are making a comeback
so many students are nicotine positive.
Every girl has Zyn by her drink at the bar
which used to be seen as a BRO-y vibe.
I’m not taking a view, I’m unbothered by it.
because
I’m hooked as well - I might as well admit it.
I’m into placebos these days and and I’m abjectly
rendered dumb by their unspeakable pleasures.
I went to an acapella concert last night and OMG!
I was mollywhopped (knocked out).
.
.
Acapella songs for this:
They - The Harvard-Radcliffe Veritones
Finesse (Remix) by The SoCal VoCals
Viva La Vida by Buffalo Chips
24k Magic by Acasola
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.
....
Trump has everyone quivering
he cornh0led those cowards at CBS
but you know who ain’t backing down?
South Park. I LOVE those guys.
Trigger warning. This is EXPLICIT and hilarious.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Afetnw70S04
Categories:
abjectly, humor,
Form: Free verse
Yes, Life Crumbled At His Feet Like Decay On An Old Log
Yes, life crumbled at his feet like decay on an old log
that morn was abjectly eerie had a low moving fog
and in the distance a low murmur rolled on in
In that bleak little world, in the country road a dead dog
Whilst in the teeming city was the ever present smog.
The dirty man was tall, beady eyed and almost blind
one could surmise may he was out of his hair raising mind
his apelike features like so much splashed on barnyard paint
In that washed up world, was there room to ever be kind
Or heaven help us, any leeway to relieve workers that grind.
Why does such mysterious manmade happenings so abound
is it earth is dying or rare truth never to be found
should Godlike justice appear to rear its judgmental head
Justice is too often at buried like snakes in the ground
And lay there like a useless orchestra playing no sound.
Yes, life crumbled at his feet like decay on an old log.
That morn was abjectly eerie had a low moving fog.
Robert J. Lindley, dec 17th 1983
Rhyme
Categories:
abjectly, age, deep, humanity, meaningful,
Form: Rhyme
The last war
I saw
Was an eyesore
In a crazy film that further lowered my lower jaw
And had me dazedly regarding the scene from bare floor
Its further showcasing of a monstrous chain saw
With all its quartering powers and awe
That man’s bestiality brought to the fore
Peace talks among factions making something core
And bloodletting, at best, an exciting bore.
The last war
I didn’t know the reasons for
In humanness proved man abjectly poor
And in Holy Spirit, an empty store...
Much was it worse than a shaming whore
One sees advancing and considers an exit door!
Categories:
abjectly, sin, strength, tiger, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Younger conscience was building yearly
For those that I have held nearly
And those for whom I cared so dearly
Whose faces I still see so clearly
Whose love I treated cavalierly
The regret I feel is real is real!
To my friends who saw my devil’s deal
And those precious ones who saw me keel
And witnessed as I forgot to feel
It happened to many of my friends
It took years and years to make amends
To reverse all of those horrid trends
Dear Woman, you are my one last task
Whose forgiveness I abjectly ask
One last one, I can never get done.
Categories:
abjectly, friendship, lost love, love,
Form: Rhyme
First descent
had every bone crushed,
as a true descent must do.
Second descent
was of a toxin
placed neither by devil nor god.
Third descent, fourth, and beyond,
were of increasingly greater craft
and increasingly greater uncertainty.
I lay in the soil,
assimilated into
the common grave of mankind.
I vanished into the worms,
the stench ought to have killed me,
yet abjectly I survived.
And thereafter I saw the hereafter,
and I would not withstand
the finality of Gehenna's flames.
In a deathly moment of failure,
I returned from the grave,
for I hadn't the might to remain.
6th September 2018
Categories:
abjectly, introspection,
Form: Free verse
"You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar..."
How I wish such thoughts were more wise
and less were abjectly bizarre
"Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely..."
And how I wish before it was flung
You would help me speak more sweetly
"For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb..."
I know I'm not here just for sight-seeing
or to walk around in a costume
"My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place..."
I patiently wait for the next breakthrough
Surrounded by Your mercy and Your grace
"Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts..."
I pray for the comfort only you can impart
Help me untangle this life full of knots
All quoted lines come from The Bible in Psalm 139 New International Version
Categories:
abjectly, angst, bible, blessing, change,
Form: Rhyme
Their unspoken opinions
are like a pot of unknowable, unnamed meats
including skunk parts
one morsel of filet mignon
Family or workplace
longer the hours, years of the living
opinions accumulate
perception strained through mortality
This stew of ethics
holds together, blows apart
trees, planets, atoms, galaxies
on or about year 2000
One must not
express the certainty
that the child's coma-induced vision of a dead grandparent
did not actually happen in heaven
One must feign
respect for all beliefs however abjectly
death denying
because they are harmless as
ozone
zebra
xylophone
zygote
A
beautiful day follows
on Jones' Nose
ripe blueberries, black cherries
Categories:
abjectly, beauty, blue, family, heaven,
Form: Verse
Dry Months
A Dracula drought drank soil’s blood,
in spring and clouds refused to shed
their load of collected sorrow before
the middle of October.
The landscape jaundiced and leaves on
trees petrified into rusty bits of metal
that clanked abjectly in a breeze that
tasted of dust and reheated air.
In the stale heat of the night thoughts
ran free to dream of mountain lakes,
deep fiords and cascades of sweet water
in a landscape green and wondrous.
Teasingly, heavy clouds came from
the north shed loads of liquid pearls that
rolled like tobacco spittle on parched
ground and nature held its breath.
The downpour didn’t last very long,
but long enough for the landscape to
not give up hope and become a new
Sahara only fit for scorpions.
Categories:
abjectly, humor, nature,
Form: Imagism