THE SHEER NOTION OF SURVIVING SEVERE TERRORIST THREATS HOME INVASIONS FROM MY STALKERS SEARCHING FOR OBITUARIIES HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMAS MARRIAGE CERTIFICATES MILLITARY RECORDS OUTDATED CANCEL EXPIRED DEACTIVATED ID CARDS RANDOMLY ALTERING IMMUNIZATIONS RECORDS PASSPORTS MY STALKER BELIEVED SHE COULD ACTUALLY EXTORT MY HUSBANDS PURPLE HEART MEDAL HACKING INTO COMPUTERS TV AMAZON ACCOUNTS FINDING MY COLLECTION NON TAXABLE PENNY SENDING PRAYERS TO MY ENEMIES CORRUPT FEMALE MELVIN PURVIS OBSSESSED WITH MY LIFE HENCE MY DEATH MY SPOUSE MY FAMILY INCLUDING DECEASED LOVED ONES OBITUARIES UNAFRAID OF YOUR THREATS I FOUND YOUR TROJAN HORSE FROM VERIZON TO YAHOO TO APOLLO BACK TO YAHOO VIRUS MALWARE DISCOVERED YOUR TRASH THAT KNOCK OUT VERIZON CUSTOMERS TWISTED YOU TRIED TO INSTALL ON MY OLD COMPUTER HACKING INTO PERSONAL FILES MEDICAL RECORDS BILL PAYING RECIEPTS MULTIPLIED BY MELVIN PURVIS SUBTRACT JOHN DILLINGER AL CAPONE ADD NON TAXABLE PENNY DIVIDED BY ONE PHENNING BITTE DATA BREACH IDENTITY FRAUD CYBER ATTACK NOT A LEGAL TENDER BLUEBERRY DANISH SCONE FREE
speak word that
speak, but how hoarse
Do not scream...
be more than one
deactivated mine, which is
a sword without a leaf
which is no longer used...
Cultivate total fight like
if we could,...the way out
bend and become
freed...
No luck and no luck
wear wind wings and
accumulate sparks...
light bonfires
to set hearts on fire
of pure energy... but to be
quite dissatisfied for
sink in time...
discover ourselves
on disarray of ideas,
but be sure of wishes...
feel whole in
fairest measure,
to search in infinity
the truth and the plot...
Calcinate anyway
of disenchantment or war
so that however perfect
that is, to doubt the present.
Burn in the day to go out
at night, but don't despise
the flame of human creature...
Don't judge by the
melted skin, no blame
similar by word
missing... but seek
always the sun, even having
own light...!
Once deactivated,
after forgotten,
played were the
ancients toys...
after finished
all jokes
and merriment... what do we have!?
We are "STATUES"
from Internet...
dippy, daffy
of technology... !
I am such a mess have you guessed
Up or down and all around what a mess
I am in this jungle all bungled upside down
Manhandled by this trifling toy
I have flirted and swooned upon the moon
Star gazing experimenting with flickering
A light so bright I have become uptight
Now deactivated by this bright steak of light
She has flipped my switch up and down
And turned my head around and around
I have fallen from the sky for her
What should I do?
Contest: Disarray
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
Date Created: 11/15/2019
Harmonizing the act
Piercing the asunder
A wood that fires
A fan that burns
Keeping the fire burning
Smokes higher unto the sky
Eating it raw
Digesting it saw
A wood that must not finish
A fan that must not stop
It doesn’t only warm you
It keeps wild beast away from you
Intoxication of new wine
Red eyes as the lion
Offensive mode activated
Defensive mode deactivated
Wood of timber
Fire of caliber
Wood firing
Fire wooding
faint scent
of peppermint
permeates
his linens.
limp puppet
lies motionless
waiting for puppeteer.
By: Joyce Johnson
9/18/2012
For Contest Septolet the Puppet
A stark raving madman has strapped a bomb to a nine year old boy's chest.
The boy is still in danger even though the man has been placed under arrest.
I'm very nervous even though I work for the bomb squad.
If I fail to deactivate it, the boy and I will both meet God.
If the bomb detonates, he will die before being able to have a life.
He'll never be able to shave, drive a car or take a wife.
Only a monster could do something like this.
I have to be calm even though I'm pissed.
I only have thirty seconds left, this situation is extremely dire.
Luckily I just deactivated the bomb by cutting the correct wire.
People are patting me on my back because I saved the boy.
Just knowing that I saved him will bring me a lifetime of joy.
(This is a fictional poem.)
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