I can teach you to compete
without wearing fangs
Or train you to cheat
without feeling pangs
I can insist you accept defeat
and lose graciously
Or demand you win at all costs
even playing dirtily
I can teach you 'Nice Guys Finish Last'
and the final score is everything
Or assure you it's only a game
not an idol for worshiping
Categories:
dirtily, appreciation, games, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Who's that garçon, playing with needles
eagerly stabbing the fantastique tragedy
squirming so quickly by the macabre melody
what makes my shadow laugh forwardly
above me!
Eye on him from behind turning and twisting
drilling the fear out from his astonishment
and when we move around yelling and swearing
all at once little hand drops all these little things
childishly moaning!
His chest is silent now his life is absconding
where has the beating just disappeared?
I'm flapping like a lunatic, something is leaking
out from my bowels deep inside me!
Pierced to the guiltiness right by the dying boy
needles are digging like gluttonous maggots
dirtily cruelly mortally with pleasure
feeding their sharp bodies inside of me!
Categories:
dirtily, boy, dark, imagery, pain,
Form: Rhyme
MY ONE LINERS WILL is to STRIKE
T S U N A M I
Jazzy flamboyant boogie wave climax, a disaster show.
D E C E P T I O N
Sugar-apple are the smiles yet to her eyes, I see lemons.
D I R T Y D A N C I N G
Dauntless dazzling dainty dolls dirtily dancing disfigures dignity.
S U C C E S S
I bit the metals but I didn't break, only I became marshmallows after.
B A T T L E of the S E X E S
Hundred men can build a bridge yet with one woman there's a home.
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9:57 PM; December 17, 2015
Categories:
dirtily, language, life, meaningful, symbolism,
Form: Monoku
As I grow like an unsure plant
I hope to become a giant Oak tree
It seems I do not control the moment
Some have been tramped by heavy forces
My friends have suddenly become tall
As I seek to reach them
They failed to look and to pull up
Some fall down dirtily and fall forever
In education the best I thought would succeed
In education the worst I knew would fail
But the successful is now the Hustler.
The failure is now the millionaire.
I do not know what I am not
But I do know what I am
I have heard of the power of the spirit
To give, to deny, and to withdraw
This is what I have stuck to
Categories:
dirtily, lifeeducation, education,
Form: Free verse