Long Asshole Poems

It's not so much
our cultural value conditioning
that presents a transitional communication problem
about changes of climate
within our Interior
and without
our Exterior
Landscapes.

It's more about discontinuous,
internally incommensurable,
cultural values
norms enjoined throughout Earth's fully domesticated human race
toward humane evolution's progress,
whether this...

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I had a dream a scary dream. 
That I had a business 
Hot and sexy business. 

In my dream i owned a Modeling company 
For men 
In that dream I was not rich but ready...

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How dare you walk around all cocky and self righteous
Nailing your ASS is going to be my final gift
U know what u did covering it up because you had to
You don't fool me Doc I...

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Dad is that you?    What are you doing there in the mirror?

I am trying to shave and I don’t need any help.

Do they shave in heaven or is it just cribbage and...

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Melanie’s  plight  
 Her constant  fight

Who is this asshole ?, the only one who will gain
as he – in his insane ways – causes you such pain.
Who is this jerk ?, that...

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Your nothing, but a piece of !
Your nothing, but a waste of space!
Your nothing, but a filthy liar!
Your nothing, but a sack of crap!

You got no heart
Just a hollow shell of a human
You’re a robot...

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I see them, everyday,
the hipsters and the fags
in their fancy jackets,
flipping their feminine hands,
nails just cut and short.

I hear them, everyday,
the young girls getting raped 
in the night,
and you cover your ears, 'cause it's none
of...

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By: Moji Agha -- June 24, 2016 -- Tucson, Arizona

Last dusk at a small Tucson park, my 3-year-old dear friend, Rafi,
insisted unhesitatingly on imitating, no, actually embodying, a baby dog.
REALLY! As real is Trump's Presidential...

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You can try your might
You can run all night
What's done in the dark will come out in the light
It can be messy
Pathetic 
Distorted 
Corroded 
Be ready to flight 
But what's done in the dark always...

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Theres a thin layer a fine line between me and Yau

like the moon and the skyline 

We’re intertwined- 

You’re not a ghost you’re just really mine, 

the times rewind in my mind your eyes fall...

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Your nothing, but a liar
Your nothing, but a home wrecker
Your nothing, but a dick
Your nothing, but a lazy asshole
Your nothing, but a narcissist.

You think your right all the time
You think that emotions don't matter
You think...

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To my left, a withered lady
recounting each and every blink of life
To my right, an empty seat, Rather, occupied but the presence I deny, grown cold
From an asshole in a suit reading a Maxim magazine...

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...She spoke to him in friendly tones,
dropped him DMs and made it known
that she’d like to meet up some time,
a pleasant evening they could find.

She even said she was sorry
for mocking him so easily,
that she...

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Every morning at a quarter to six, I can hear my he him trotting down the hallway to the bed where I lay, shriveled up under my weighted blanket, so fat and un-tall.
There’s a part...

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remember when recent-psycho-in-the
brief-spotlight, Texas Gov. Ricky Perry,
smiled at the camera in the debate o’ 
repuglicans & couldn’t remember the
3rd branch of government that he told
the nation watching that he would eliminate
once he became president?
remember that...

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All these years at home, me and my momma alone
Daddy on the run, headed for the sun, he must of been..
Because I obviously wasn't his sunshine

Growing up wishing you were there when I had something...

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More times than none, when my door bell rings
bad news or tragedy is what it brings.
If knocking at my door should follow that
then I'm ten fold more prone to a panic attack.
If the knocking at...

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Being an American in Australia isn’t easy,

but I’m trying to integrate;

I’m trying to fit in.

Just one of the boys with all the right expressions

under my belt, like:

        pasty...

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“Anzac Day”.
                    (c) London F. Bus

  I remember her now, every Anzac Day ,
 ...

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After being together for years in this marriage
The same old routine seems to be wearing thin
Something was needed to spark up the flame
I would fall victim to thoughts of mistrust
When your love life shows signs...

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Jazz Horn

Now put your left foot forward.
Next put your right foot ahead.
See how that works?
See how the workings of these two appendages
Facilitates the outcome
Of one continuous forward motion
To where you’re going … in this world?
Welcome,...

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Im living a book. So are you.

Tomorrow is a new me. Tomorrow is a new you.

But there is a tomorrow.

 

Im living a book. Today I turned a page. Or a leaf in a tablet....

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I sit in a quiet room,
Collecting my thoughts in my head,
To keep me from mental break downs,
And alive not dead.

Thinking about life and my future,
That I hope will soon come,
I block out the past,
And erase...

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Problems many of which are not getting solved
not because I'm not resolved but because I delay
to savor the day, the moon and the season
which is why I'm a non-person under the eye of eternity.

Except for...

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Sitting alone like the rest of my life,
In my eyes I see it, no family, no wife.
Love is on my mind, companionship in my heart
People all around me are happy, my life torn apart.
Depressed, Disrespected,...

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