Best Ratted Poems

The world is spinning
and you refuse to fall off.

Yesterday,
you stabbed a crooked finger
into my hidden diary
criticized my Fascist inflections -
debated my scribblings
on Marxism,
noted the notations
indicating...

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Betrayal is a subject I know to well
A one-way ticket to a place called hell

Whatever the case when trust is lost
A piece of your soul...

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A fine mist of rain falls silent 
on his thin, sharp-angled face. 
He picks up the pace and tilts 
his head to the wind. He...

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A light mist of ethereous rain falls 
silent on his thin, sharp-angled
face. He lengthens his stride and 
leans toward the wind. He walks 
through plundered...

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Happy.  Genial.  Merry.  Jolly
Blottoed, blasted, etched and blitzed
Mellow, foggy, hazy, squiffy
Tipsy.  Tiddly.  Brahms and Liszt

Dazed, zombied, tanked-up, trollied
Ganted, gubbed, guttered
Bladdered,...

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The winter days drag and drag
the frown on my face increasingly sags
turning me into a haggard old hag
my husband continues to nag and nag
he's tired...

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Her words had meant a thousand meanings but still i felt no self healing
for i had hurt her, done her wrong, called her a slave...

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I just received a letter of warning
From the people of PETA no doubt
Informing me they've seen what I do for meals
I think the chicken must...

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My Fellow Soupers, 
   
    I rarely get mad anymore, but today I am madder than an adder. Not long...

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Damn bad reputation counts 500 plus paw whet tick stints

The following fictitious poetic vignette attempts a feeble tale of one ordinary day in life of...

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“There,” Lumi said suddenly and Joulupukki looked through the trees, seeing a small house. 
     “Wait here said Joulupukki, I'll be...

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My brain feels scattered, ratted with knots.
Too many cross-talks, can't focus on thoughts.

So I'll put it away, away in this box.
And I'll strap it in...

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11/5

that which cannot be traced
which cannot be found 
which cannot be leaked 
which cannot be jailed or
beaten in the streets
that which cannot be located
by the...

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In the beginning, the couple was united
Flowing with no regard to decision
The fluid motion of word and deed
Created living without division

~then came the split~

When he...

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Every day they call me,
The battered, the shattered 
And the sat upon
The smothered, overly mothered
And the sat upon
The neglected, rejected
The undetected undirected
And the shat upon
The...

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