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Concpiracy Theorist

a conspiracy nut 
everything is a lie
shouted his gut

but the t.v.
says,it's true 
do you love 
me baby
or the half naked singer
looking at you

damn this brainwashing
box 
it's always on
even when you turn it off
the 20th century left
it's fox

one eyed pod 
one eyed god
shutters
wink report
and nod

couldn't get enough
of him 
i begged for a god
a whole lot more slim
now whenever wherever
it's me and him

the i blamed the apple 
so came cheap sung
with his song
5G fake ass brains
showing off the latest
thong

from
the you tube to the porn hub 
who needs company in his tub

singularity the ill way 
now I can hear
sister morphine on play
all day 
distance distance
let's fade from existence 

it's the new world order 
a man can marry a man
so long feminism woman
and pussy hearted man 
everybody's gay
hang on strap on
come on

everybody
wants a talking teddy
teddy is demandless ,
teddy won't mind all the
wireless

I could be a naked lunatic
typing wisdom
i could be a chained slave
preaching freedom
I'm me 
I'm i
don't know the difference
so save your whys

me and my humanity
long. ago broken ties

it's the
transhumanism
revolution 
where everything 
is bigger but less

damn you Lord sandwich 
damn you and your sick norm
everything is on the go 
come to dinner honey 
i prepared dinner at the table
naah ihad a sandwich 
you and your family fable

you outta see a doctor
I think you're having
anew complex 
it's the family complex 
where your wife is no closer
than your ex

few fruitful intercourses
along life's discrete course 
a family photo
with the famous till death motto 
well death didn't come
but you left the photo

only the departed
are labeled late 
could death be late 
or is it mocking fate

meditation 
masturbation
sure cools you down
pressure points of the
universal clown
one is plastic bombastic 
the other and the game
of the shacking clown 
in his fantasies 
the sick joke drowned 
not until later
he's lost to be found

life is takeaway
poem without a rhyme 
too fast for tub time
take a fast lane shower
wash away dirty sublime

life in the fast lane
gotta alleviate the herds pain 
entertain ,entertain 
chuckling sounds 
bleeding hearts
universal house arrest
too dead for a cardiac arrest

even the clown
saw no point in hiding the frown 
after all
nowadays everyone is a clown

it's no profession
it's a silent confession.

tamer hossam 
Copyright © tamer hossam | Year Posted 2020

Copyright © Tamer Hossam

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