Natural death licking aims
Now our bleach seasons heirs
And the pubis of public lore
Intrauterine spinning blue dream cream
Roils rushing a rock star’s semen searching
For golden lands of rum and sable ladies eyeing
Blown ear-drum truth percussive
Hand-grenade vibrator lipstick hash
Recall spinning reams in a hyperinflation
Of love overture blend ground night hues of whispers
Meaninglessness long snaking verbs of silence wilt low
Screw worm elect obscene emotive drooling apocalypses
Categories:
hyperinflation, death, deep, evil, gothic,
Form: Free verse
F For hyperinflation is the friend of darkness
T The ball rolls in the casino of stock markets
S Shares greed thrill accounts and false gold
E Essentially one cannot feed on bills and coins
F Forlorn investors reap their miserable harvest
T Transfer laundered money and loose count
S Stitch up tax heavens and evade their dues
E Exist for only one purpose which is self-interest
F Fallacy however is not corrected by profits
T To spread love kindness and compassion
S Surpasses deceptive credit balance scores
E Endless caresses embrace my lover and me
F Friends and compassions cannot be bought
T True essence is not figured out without caring
S Sharing wealth of emotions not zero-sum game
E Everyone is a winner when our empathy rules
11th June 2021
Categories:
hyperinflation, best friend,
Form: Acrostic
Waking up in the year 2020,
I went to the local store
to buy some much
needed groceries,
"what?" I said,
a loaf of bread $10.00,
and a gallon of milk
$20.00, "holy cow!,
can't even afford to
buy a few staple sundries,
is this some kind of joke
and is someone
trying to be funny?"
I noticed a lot of the
few people shopping
who were also in a
pinch, looking very
thin and gaunt,
their belts very cinched,
went up to one and
asked why food was
so darn expensive,
she just sadly looked
back at me and said
"after the past election,
and just like Germany
in the 1920's
there is hardly any
middle class left
and now we have
more socialism,
the economic bubble
finally burst, and
we have hyperinflation!"
Thought to myself,
how'd this all happen,
then remembered I
was too busy watching
reality shows to really
pay any attention.
Paper money eventually returns to its intrinsic value-zero.-Voltaire
Categories:
hyperinflation, deep, money, society,
Form: Light Verse