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Blistering drought assembles vacant sun stroke’s radiance
An empty solar ray’s destruction leaves waxing shadows of a doubt
Jennifer’s mental wheel chair is leaking slimy midnight oil
A candle burnt at both ends struggles like thundering whiplash
Metastases have bound her ice-cold soul and vacant mind
Malignant growth revels in cachectic apathy like frosty fire
Passion torched and skinned alive dwells raw in molten agony
Her soul eclipsed fragmented memories have replaced
Once vibrant sparkles suffocated and deprived of joy
Neoplastic gloom’s surrender has high-jacked myriads of love
Lonely lacerations have captured her Self and World and Future
Metastases conform on auto pilot inhabited by grief sadness sorrow
She feels lobotomized but the surgeon’s knife cannot dissect
The hollow solid growth of malignant cantankerous co-optation
For when the topic of her cancer strikes the cure evades salvation
At times the scorching heat unleashes flashing floods of tenterhooks
Incinerates the one remaining hope that terminal means lasting Peace
Environments are feeble though and as she grasps Pandora’s box
Boards falling rapids lets go and meanders to a novel solar system
Evening settles evermore again as Jennifer settles for a rising moon
29th May 2019
And Taketh Away
Locked in a realm undefined and
Unimaginable to the onlookers through
The lens of a mechanical being with
An intelligence and compassion that
Exceeds that of our so-called leaders
Of the “free world” purchased with
The blood, sweat, and tears of those
Who could not qualify for the giveaways
Because their names could not be sold
For profit and gain in the economic
Chaos that lobotomized reason and
Compassion out of the minds of those
Who had the resources to find us before
We passed beyond a veil that separates
The living from the late ones; late because
They did not realize that the One we look
Up to giveth and taketh away.
News and lies
I read about a new type of grass keeping the reindeer
happy and fat, this news is as far away as the military action can be, by Israel who are not willing to accept anyone else, on the turf of people who didn't have the
legal right to occupy the ground
In the meantime, the polar bear insignificant in the scheme of life, has lost its healthy fur lives on garbage, and hates those who walk on two legs, but this doesn't include the arctic fox that has learned to dance
to survive.
The howling wolf so feared in folk tales has been lobotomized has smaller ears and helps the farmer keep human thieves from slaughtering sheep and stealing chicken eggs
they have won the prestigious prize given first seat when elks swim in pristine lakes pretending to be mermaids
The good news is, or perhaps not, the woke brigade has painted off fat white men smoking cigars
removed, the picture was replaced with a nice Disney drawing of cute bunnies dancing with dusky Snowwhites in a clearing in the forest.
While somewhere out there, in the woods of New Zealand, the Tasmanian struggle to survive if only in old romantic men's fantasy, seeing themselves as the last breed as they slowly fade out to the left
Written: May 23, 2024, For Charlotte Puddifoot Contest
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Always hear hollering hellhounds, yet nothing close, nobody home,
Paranoia, psychosis, schizophrenia, ponder lacked lucidity, pleaching, poohing...
Haggard horrors haunt house vapid vacuous voices vision vortex brain echolalia blizzard blurred,
Tongue-tied thesis tumbling thioridazine fragmented far-fetched foolish.
Calling a crisis center schizoid living outward echoing elusive illicit improper illusions,
Covert contact, surreptitiously scrambled temporal touch twisted, crazy confusion,
Crushed stone stillness devours daylight dubious demons daring devastation temped talking back
Lurking, leering, licentious, catatonic, gloom, diabolical hostility Asymmetry alien attack,
A hebephrenic sponge spotted sapidity, created from amorphous stardust
Spiritual medium anathematizes purest spirit, holy sight scrupulousness
Highly sensitive slip-hold around ethereal auric field questing for quetiapine quiddity,
Seraphic spirit shined with cyan mystical majesty under full light lavender moon,
Quid pro quo, eugenic resile lobotomized deflated phosphorescent schizophrenia
Ignoring magnificent mind suffered puerile mental wellness, without grasp: why!
It is What it is – weasel words for our times
We live in an age
Of the weasel words
Orwellian thought police run amuk
Words used as weapons
To limit critical thought
And avoid rational thought
These words are everywhere
Few question them
Most fall in line
Hypnotized lobotomized
by these weasel words
the president is a master
of using words as political weapons
to demonize his opponents
to browbeat them into submission
throwing up mental traps around them
it is what it is
what does that even mean
what is the it that is
and what is the reason
that it is what it is
no one can answer
no one really knows
it is what it is after all
and who are you to question
the President’s reality?
And so it goes
The endless parade
Of the weasel words
That have corrupted
Our minds and our very souls
Doing what they are designed to do
Shutting down our critical thinking
As we all submit to the needs
Of the corporate system
That has taken over the world
And that is the meaning
Of it is what is
When you burn books
Fahrenheit 451
You burn the soul of nations
When you censor them
The mind is lobotomized
Blocked truth, all butterflies die
Never see the light of day
Colors turn to gray
Turn us all robotic numb
Pounding one note on a drum
I've got your number
The human mind is a wonder
*A tabula rasa untapped and void
You are number one
Xenophobia plus 451
Under the black sun
The soul burns well done
*Tabula rasa refers to the epistemological idea that individuals are born without built-in mental content and that therefore all knowledge comes from experience or perception. Proponents of tabula rasa generally disagree with the doctrine of Innatism which holds that the mind is born already in possession of certain knowledge.
The government’s been lobotomized
The left and right’s too polarized
The media has us hypnotized
All the topsoil’s getting sterilized
What have we gotten ourselves into?
Nobody’s talking face to face
They need a computer interface
If we keep going at this pace
There won’t be no more human race
What have we gotten ourselves into?
I humbly propose a clean solution
We don’t need to change the Constitution
No need to make no contribution
Just start a grass roots revolution
Stop being the problem and be the solution
If you don’t know what’s going on, WAKE UP!
If Big Brother’s doing wrong, SPEAK UP!
If someone’s hurting someone, STAND UP!
Be a participant in life, not a critic, not a spectator.
Someday when you’re old and gray
You might look back fondly on today
Was it the day you chose a better way
Or was it just like any other day
To change the world, change yourself first and expand from there.
Start a grass roots revolution.
What holds us together
has been torn, the unity
of a people split apart.
Both poles have lost
their grip and rupture
into division.
Categories now proliferate
and place each soul
into a labeled box governed
by the ideologue.
Word by word, language
has been commandeered by fear
and threatened with shame.
Good words are put on trial,
stripped of meaning and sentenced
to silence. They sleep in old books
sought out by the apparatchiks
for removal or to be replaced
by neutered covers.
Soon Macbeth will be lobotomized
to reduce the risk of upset.
The grand order has gone mad.
Long lines of citizenry queue
for entry into asylums
now spreading
like shopping malls.
Others won't leave home
and ossify in the safety
of their shuttered rooms.
Meanwhile, to the chants
of a sterilized song,
children skip towards
glittering castles hanging
precariously in thin air,
proud parents happily
clapping them along.
Nascent thought provoking
threads flit to and fro
unseen solitary pinball wizard
cavalierly fiddles indiscriminately
leveraging outcome
silently holistic thought fragments
strewn staccoto scattershot
attenuated blitzkrieg
brain storm saturates,
par for course sandtrap engulfs,
chaos reverberates within
besieged cerebral corridor,
quotidian mental onslaught
spurns refugee exodus,
psychological ploy asper viable coping
function forgoes figurative
foothold toe tully forfeited
tenuous grasp slips forcing migration,
Sans psychotic shrapnel
clefts emotional well being,
without rhyme or reason
sense and sensibility rent asunder
rational, overall logical
modus operandi quashed
dealt fatal savage thrust
soundless insanity relentlessly pounds
fifty plus shades gray matter
noiselessly bombarding
lofty craft cognitive faculty atelier
strafed emotional rescue
relegated to twilight zone
outer limits house barbed bereft ken
dolled, hallowed, and lobotomized
mined kempf desecrated sacred reliquary
orbits like a neurological asteroid belt
Self healing fragments repelled
despite fervent application grounded
evincing proof of positive thinking
courtesy Norman Vincent Peale
fore gone conclusion crowning
accursed albatross gussied as SPD
(schizoid personality disorder)
undefeated champ decamping forever
within noggin of this mortal male
til death do me part!
Written: December 28, 2023
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flounder in fictional field
—squeals and squeaks
Whimpers and growls
Sylphic swaying,
of flames spewing,
inwardly throbbing
of my nostril
lobotomized cosmic orbs.
scent of cinnamon
and coral on a rosary
interlaced of aurulent rimes.
Shrouded your burgundy &
coniferous ravines
loop of vitality
& unbearable redemption
in spanning eons,
ineffable wonder cradled
by melodic hums and buzzes
of lazy heat
and whistles of pitches
of endless hymns
echoes of choral chants
sung by soloists.
black ravens croaking,
like peals of doom
dewy allelomorphs
with waft-aloft wings
angels of ethereal whisper
of thunder,
that rang deafeningly
through the crevices,
of anodal motion
scurrilous loci
modeled as diploid.