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Upon opening the door
the scent alone will cause you to faint
There is barely space to walk
Loose boxes and pallets
almost stack to the roof
as though ready to fall
Kitchen utensils remain unwashed
with pieces of broken glass
everywhere
the dust on the curtains
makes the color fade
How often you see a place
neglected by someone
who has no decency
and shows no concern
to correct any mistakes
broken chairs with missing legs
Knives without handles
unsanitary foodstuffs
with expirey dates
Bottles of soft drinks
under the cupboards
and loose clothing
wrapped in between
Infested by termites
with filth falling from the ceiling
with moulds becoming mountains
on the floor
swollen can foods ready to explode
plastic bottles split open
due to heat of the sun
The walls seem ready
to fall apart
while the locks seem
to have no life anymore
Gray Sins or dirty socks both have the same wind, nose or beak, imposing!
He smells the ..... You been told you been told you been told, he smells the socks!
or filth that blocks the current
down our town
of elongated streams
The color of clouds and milk
condensed in pipes
is not for drinking
The crows can fly
to cleaner outlets
I let the faucet run its rivers
down the drains and porcelain bowls
When I swim
in salt water of sustainable dreams
I feel effervescent and close
to lighter things
The sound of rhythmic crashing
is more than foam on sand
so is sucking for hydration,
like a mermaid beached on land
I know that I am mostly water
Water is always most of me
It vexes, embarrasses, harasses
without regard for consequences
Hearken, my friend: If a parrot’s rant you’ve heard
Tuck it tightly 'neath your wing
Else you’re no better than the blasted thing
I don't want to judge you but if you ask me you suck.
You're a little bit grimy and roll around in the muck.
You're also self-centered and don't think of others.
You lend a bad name to the rest of us Mothers.
Your class it is low ,yet, your expectations so high.
Your life is a mess and you still wonder why.
Let me save you the trouble and spell it all out.
You're selfish and shallow, so yourself plus nothing is all you're about!
LEAK ELECTORS LIST
BY ALBERTA SEPARATIST
A FRIGHTENING TWIST
OLD DIRTY MUSICAL NOTES
FROM THE GROUND
Listen to a song nobody wants to listen to,
The beautiful notes thrown to the ground,
Torn and spat upon as worthless,
Stricken and rejected as useless.
The stone which the builders rejected has just become the chief cornerstone.
A bruised reed,
Made into a cheap flute,
A diminishing wick swiftly dying.
A symphony that everyone has counted as worthless,
Just like the words of the ancient prophets.
I took the old, dirtied musical notes from the muddy ground,
Made them into a dirge
That predicts the end.
The smoldering wick was trimmed and forced
To give light into a dark world.
I am not the lustful nymph, the easy girl, the simple mind.
I am pure, I am kind, I am innocent and soft.
I am a dove, a swan and a white bunny.
I am no fox, lioness or panther.
I am clean of the dirty gaze.
Wiped blank of the staining blood.
But I still stink.
The smell of their lust.
The memory of their dirty hands.
IT ALL STAYS.
And I am unclean. Dirty forever.
Divination schemes,
shamlet in full effect.
An effective tactic,
the method discovered from
another scammer.
In high fidelity,
on full display.
HDMI.
4K.
Done got dirty
in front of God
and all em.
Cold crimson,
Monday Crimes,
Uncirculated dimes.
Montage rewinds,
all this time
to be put upon mine.
The Polar Shift Successor,
Evolutionary Competitors.
Unpopular portraits
of Presidential
candidate winners.
Walk our way
with that unsuspecting
Big Purse.
The truth is
that
The truth hurts.
It only takes
one adversary
to turn the ruthless room
against you.
Fool.
D inner with family always nice
I nstant winner is dirty rice
R ed, green pepper’s garlic sautéed
T hen add onions to your taste
Y ummy meat like sausage can be used
R ice with seasoning up to you
I like Slap Your Mama it’s good
C ajun seasoning it is taste like the hood
E njoy with cornbread as you should
(Ode From A Fisherman)
When I go a fishen, I don’t need no bait,
cause I don’t have the time wait.
Now the fish I catch, are very big,
I use this little home made jig.
Cast it out, start reeling in, real slow,
oh I got a big one, 40 pounds or so.
All day long I catch my fish, throw them back you see,
how big and pretty they be.
At the end of the day, all is well,
I have my fishing stories to tell.
Well the truth is, my fishes, tails, ends up bigger than my fish.
might go to bed hungry, just one less dirty dish.
.
but'uh bet'uh
think
i bet she stayz
'til
worn out
'til
her nail polish
warez off
fromg
all that wet
and she'z an
american
my last wife wouldn't
do my laundry
by hand
whut
Splish splash
Mad dash
What could be more fun
than a couple rolls in the mud?
Come out and play ~
We could have fun all day!
We'll finish off with a garden hose
to clean the mud from between our toes.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Come to me dirty, come to me in filthy rags
Come to me broken in pieces, come to me angry or sad
Come to me ugly with all your hidden secrets revealed
Come to me as yourself, oh oh come to me real.
Come to me wherever you are, wherever that may be, I will take you just as you are if you'll just come to me.
Come to me dirty, come to me in filthy rags
Come to me broken in pieces, come to me angry or sad
Come to me ugly with all your hidden secrets revealed
Come to me as yourself, oh oh come to me real.
Come to me wherever you are, wherever that may be, I will take you just as you are if you'll just come to me.
I'll take you just as you are…if you'll just come…to…me.
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