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Doomsday Clock January 2022...
the most recent tabulation
signaled one hundred seconds to midnight
A couple years ago
similarly titled poem I did write,
yet looms as harbinger unless
*****sapiens can unite
one non Yiddish speaking
Ongematert wishing ye
fare thee well tonight
before betokening apocalyptic sight
'course one must go about
her/his business - right?
Rhetorical question - yet
impossible mission quite
challenging, where one
brother grimm ponders plight
Cosmofunnel favorite fan
Katina Borgersen "poof"
our acquaintanceship dissolved
(think - snapped fingers) outright
regardless, whether...
perchance we ever
cross paths long daze
journey into night
met under virtual reality moonlight
ah... the mere awareness
of her existence
metaphorically found modest, mercurial
mellow male within limelight
oy vey admittedly one
rusty Ongepatshket knight
fumbling in the dark with
his unreliable sputtering jacklight
hooping aforesaid gal whose eyes alight
upon mine genuine words doth newt
coon sitter me laughable, nor impolite,
yet accept hard reality to highlight
and/or _ underscore delight
full dame online - each of us,
an infinitesimal jot of granulite
within vast cosmos given finite
minuscule time to excite
our senses trending utmost delight
during brief unique
deoxynucleic chromosomal copyright
til death do us part,
whether natural demise
or... huge mushroom
clouds radioactive blight
unimaginable nightmarish scenario
impossible mission to close third eye blind
webbed global haunting spectacle
mortal creatures linkedin to ill fate
including yours truly,
a generic, garden variety
hermetically sealed cell bit anchorite.
Uneasiness far greater
to confront atomic augury
than pernicious penury
which ceases within eyeblink
far more serious than perjury
nonetheless afflicting me
with psychological injury.
Personal finances pitted
me deep in hock
into red room zone,
shining thru the mist
story, yes I experience
quite a shell shock,
to absorb inconvenient truth
great swaths of Gaia
analogous to dead zone,
nevertheless, now finds yours
truly poorest, oldest, and nerdiest
curmudgeon goofy "kid"
on the chopping block
within Lake Wobegon
hard space and third rock
from sun as inevitable doom
inches closer as each second elapses
insync with inaudible tick tock.
Article of Congress
Homekey apartment buildings destabilized by
state Assembly and staff
#cagovernor #asmirwin #mikeytaylor
#vcpublicdefender #venturapolice
#vcsheriff #realdonaldtrump #tonybiasotti #latimes
Case Files
Officer in construction site causes?
Injury of structure in perjury of location
Those articles are published and cannot
be legally retracted
Uppity dippitt missing econ man woman
Low grade gottas
Can't find night right
Around thousand oaks Newbury Park California
Little chance make female over come little
income able
Homekey homeless surplus fraud cause
Destabilized democracy
When we were younger
Our hearts and hands had melded
And brightened up a world
Then in winter, came snowstorms
And lightning, to burn up our shelter
A dragon roaring proud
So we were dashed, were broken
A nasty scar formed upon the exit
And bleeds unto this day
Long after it was funny
Here I am still singing like we're together
It's nearly been three years
Now when we were younger
I felt just as strongly as I do now
That my love was the right choice
So you lash out, you slander
You're winning, or showing me the best
Do you feel like we do?
A cold bucket of water
Snaps me from my reverie
A long and pleasant dream comes to an end
My heart repeats its pounding
From nasty anxiety
It's like you never left this room at all
And through it all
Our rise and fall
We both think that we're correct
Or maybe we're just both projecting bright
To say you're wrong
Or say I'm wrong
Our love's curdled to anger
These effigies to what went wrong
It's all gone wrong
To you, I'm dead and gone and
To me, it's filled with longing
I can't really remember
What it was like long ago
This pounding in my chest feels like a dream
A living nightmare I once
Called my reality
A true return to form from years ago
It takes me back
And paints it black
And turns these fields to swamp
And any love I had has gone to rot
It's all gone wrong
The world is wrong
Such purity and lifelight
Has curdled into something wrong
This all feels wrong
It's been so very long and
Anxiety is strong and
You're showing the world the best
That you possibly can
Such is the way all of our old haunts work
So does it bother me when
I can only see that lie?
And fail to see foundations I once saw?
You're just presenting anger
Aimed to kill or maim
I don't think you really care which happens
You've only ever compared
Those you ever loved to those
Villains that you said tried to do you wrong
So what's the deal?
What do you feel?
Was anything for real?
Will you wreak this havoc upon the new guy?
What did it mean?
Was it a dream?
All those things we left behind
In order to witness another dawn?
To carry on
We'll carry on
Under penalty of perjury
I swear to you I'll carry on
I'll carry on
Even if these dreams haunt me forever
I swear to all, I'll carry on.
Was just a clerk, punching the clock,
Served my town, never thought I’d get locked.
With a smile and a prayer, I walk into the light,
But he waits in the shadows, plotting my plight.
Military Veteran, I fought for the truth,
The system had my back, in Iraq I was bulletproof.
But here he comes, in a suit and a tie,
A Federal Sniper, watching me, and my life die.
Show me the man, and I'll show you the crime,
He’s hunting the humble; it’s a real low climb.
Got badge and a plan, he’s lost in the grind,
Show me the man, and I’ll show you the crime.
Small business dreams, I built brick by brick,
But his eyes were on me, that prosecutor slick.
He Ignores Fentanyl dealers with their poison and hate,
Made a clerical mistake, now he's sealing my fate.
Tell the judge, "I didn’t mean to break laws,"
But she smiles with power, with no cause.
Like a coward in the corner, he prowls,
Targets the mild, while MS-13 gang members howl.
Show me the man, and I'll show you the crime,
He’s hunting the humble; it’s a real low climb.
Got a badge and a plan, but he’s lost in the grind,
Show me the man, and I’ll show you the crime.
With my Family going home from church,
Trusting the system, never thought it would hurt.
He’s smiling in shadows, playing us all for fools,
Now I’m a number, in a cold hearted duel.
Show me the man, and I'll show you the crime,
He’s hunting the humble; it’s a real low climb.
Got a badge and a plan, and he's lost his mind,
Show me the man, and I’ll show you the crime.
So take a good look, at the face of despair,
This clown’s got a badge, and his perjury isn’t fair.
A coward practicing law, LAW FAIR, he’s the one living a lie,
Show me the man, and I’ll show you the crime.
Show me the man, and I’ll show you the crime.
Tongue Twisters:
*********************************M********************************************
Meditation maliciously masks my mighty monogamous minx.
Modestly managing my machismo.
Mastering my maturity.
*********************************P*********************************************
Paranormal peasants of a pathetic and permanent percentile.
Penetrate peace from perjury.
A patriarch parallel to a partial and
partisan passage.
Jared Pickett
10/24/09
Asavvy1
I cry in shower
Tears in the rain
Because it's the only thing that
Eases my pain.
It releases emotion
Of which there's an ocean
Bottled and stained.
I laugh as love
Falls from above
And litters my life with joy.
It's destiny
That plays with me
A dog with a chew toy.
I hurt as a man
Should
Who's alive and feels every injury.
I feel the crimson pain
As it traces through my veins
And laughter becomes perjury.
Yeah I will hurt as deeply as joy
For inevitable is my pain.
Let the tears fall
As echoes of laughter
Retaliate in my brain
Making foolishness of my suffering.
If I have uttered blasphemy
That you’re the root of the dark tree
Light and darkness are twins of might
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I blasphemed the shining Son
That death awaits the moon and sun
That they are strangers without might
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If my teeth and serpent fingers
Harmed the fivefold god who lingers
Put animals and plants in plight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I sinned against the elect
Though they’re angels without defect
We opposed their words from the height
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I in any way harmed life
If I put crawling beasts in strife
Put life that swims or flies in plight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I’ve done tricks and perjury
Harmful gossip and sorcery
Sinned with this self, put life in plight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I followed a wolf’s teachings
Ignored the wise elect’s preachings
And then worshipped the Prince of Night
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If my heart strayed from these four seals
From the four gods as ideals
Love, faith, fear, wisdom shining bright
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I ignored the ten commands
If with my mouth, heart, self, and hands
Fell short due to my flesh in plight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If my soul did not sing in prayer
My prayers did not fly in pure air
The four prayers not said with my might
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
I fail in giving the elect
Alms for the angels to collect
So the light can’t reach heaven’s height
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I broke the fifty days fast
For my greed and distress amassed
I forgot the law at twilight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
If I fail to confess and pray
To the kind elect each Monday
For I was lazy or lost sight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
I failed in the seven Yimkis
To fast and celebrate in bliss
Failed when the Bema was in sight
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
Each day I make dark thoughts and deeds
Each day I grow dark words like weeds
Betraying the light of pure white
Forgive my sins! Have mercy, Light!
Manichaean kyrielle poem based on the "A Confession Prayer for Hearers" in the Manichaean Book of Hymns
Looms as harbinger unless
*****sapiens can unite
one non Yiddish speaking
Ongematert wishing ye
fare thee well tonight
before betokening apocalyptic sight
'course one must go about
her/his business - right?
Rhetorical question - yet
impossible mission quite
challenging, where one
brother grimm ponders plight
Cosmofunnel favorite fan
Katina Borgersen "poof"
our acquaintanceship dissolved
(think snapped fingers) outright
regardless, whether...
perchance we ever
cross paths long daze
journey into night
met under virtual reality moonlight
ah... the mere awareness
of her existence
metaphorically found modest, mercurial
mellow male within limelight
oy vey admittedly one
rusty Ongepatshket knight
fumbling in the dark with
his unreliable sputtering jacklight
hooping aforesaid gal whose eyes alight
upon mine genuine words doth newt
coon sitter me laughable, nor impolite,
yet accept hard reality to highlight
and/or _ underscore delight
full dame online - each of us,
an infinitesimal jot of granulite
within vast cosmos given finite
minuscule time to excite
our senses trening utmost delight
during brief unique
deoxynucleic chromosomal copyright
til death do us part,
whether natural demise
or... huge mushroom
clouds radioactive blight.
Uneasiness far greater
to confront atomic augury
than pernicious penury
which ceases within eyeblink
far more serious than perjury
nonetheless afflicting me
with psychological injury.
Personal finances pitted
me deep in hock
into red zone, yes
quite a shock,
now finds yours
truly poorest oldest
curmudgeon goofy "kid"
on the block
within Lake woebegone
hard space and rock
as inevitable doom
with each second approaches closer
with each tick tock.
I will show you what the F B I have now informed officially to everybody.!
The survivors unredacted life details
Those make this writes title, is that all? You May well ask of me.? There is more to
The point i raise.' If that is the situation?
How many then are the affected
humans in real
Total.? In this botched investigation? It must be very, very many.'l? And the bureau
Confirms they are ( indeed survivours ) if
So from what? and therefore whom? You
Know I beleive there has been connivance'
That their has been procedure unfair.' A
Reluctance; to bring the law to bear' though perpetrators were reported.'
To skullduggery some officials have resorted.' Unlawfull and mal-feac-iously so
I call for redress also, now immiediatley so!)
Get up and at ‘em be strong,
feeling I am reborn,
coming back and full on
like an atom bomb!
Expose their corruption
my life saw disruption
I’m putting right the wrong
from where I left off,
unsighted and lost,
but I’ve worked it now,
connect the dots,
going berserk (bloaw).
All I needed was understanding,
couldn’t tell, look potty and shot,
standing strong now, shouting all I’ve got.
Giving it back to cowards
for slander attack, you aint empowered,
and this ain’t back handers or slapped faces,
it’s baseball bats and collapsed in places,
metaphor, you fool,
I use words to tell all.
Remember me?
Obsessed with bringing me down,
made an enemy,
left me beaten on the ground,
it wasn’t the end of me,
by you my friend I’ll never be!!
You changed me and strained me,
left me mentally exhausted and drained,
controlling my reputation, like trolls,
shrinking opinions,
Satan spawn minions.
Strolling through life in the free,
silently proud of what you did to me,
living fearless, all clear,
wetting your pants when I reappear,
and I’ve no fear,
alive so all can hear,
survived to get here!!
I’ve so many angles to ring bells,
shake up made up minds in that hotel,
you contaminated them then, now they don’t care,
until one thought they have seems spare,
so they think back to yesteryear,
and suddenly link up as question marks appear,
as lost logic starts to become clear.
What I say will line up, ring alarms,
dislodge your corrupt,
I’m not out for physical harm or have you in a line up.
Telling my story, it’s written,
it’s just this,
come back biting poetic justice,
think I fight just fists,
I've wit and you're just twits.
Now I understand, I drop it move adjust flourish,
understand why I was discouraged,
putting truth on a perch, it ain’t perjury,
my story you got me personally.
and others won’t see the truth if they choose not,
but it’s there in view and now won’t move or be forgot,
so if people refuse they do as they do,
in time they may question clues and ask questions of you.
I’m done with it now anyway,
spoke and exposed,
my link to all this now disposed.
All I needed was to understand, now I do,
I’m a rose re-rose and roses grow,
with thorns that warn,
I’m done now, letting go.
And I’m feeling good too,
I’m living life, and I’m not you.