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Psp Pigshitpoet Poem
Suffer the plot of the parking lot,
Acts of attrition, lots of the disappearing shopping carts,
I had the camera out
Could hardly see where I’m going.
I called just to set up delivery
Then you laid out your whole life story
And relayed your PTSD of living with an anarchic narcissist
Neglected kids, a messy divorce, and the consequent fallout
She took him to the cleaners.
I simply walked out.
Actually, she left.
I was hard to live with.
I left it all go, years ago,
But suddenly, lately, it’s all returned.
Back in my world as if it just happened
And I am the one, all worse for ware,
Never wanting to talk about it.
Life comes back to haunt us,
Time escapes us...
No matter how far we run, or how much time passes,
That puts us right where we are, in the middle of it. ~psp
dr. p (pi)
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Copyright © psp pigshitpoet | Year Posted 2025
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Psp Pigshitpoet Poem
Darn dogs bark, disturbing my thought
Two canucks in a truck never give up,
With a wide turning radius they hobble the curb,
Parking in stalls, for small cars,
One stops next to you, to block the view,
The senior’s scooter pushes through
The traffic, at the shopping mall
All with conflicting purposes
Trying to buy food ~psp
dr. (pi)
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Copyright © psp pigshitpoet | Year Posted 2025
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Psp Pigshitpoet Poem
Why does doom feel so familiar
While happiness seems so far away?
How many times have you heard the supplications
Asking for help, or
Begging for mercy, from our suffering.
In this god-forsaken place,
Where we have been placed, to test our tenacity.
Here in this tent city, surrounded by the sounds of industry,
Talking to strangers, about predestined arrangements
Watching the birds fly and the bugs crawl beneath the canopy
In a seemingly parallel reality, I’ve come to suffer separation
From this place we call civilization, the noise of today
Is but tomorrow’s memory, wanting to steal my spirit away.
Just leave me be. Forget about me. Mind your own business.
Leave me out of the fray. I never asked it to be this way.
Criss-crossed with trespass, egregious behavior
Upon someone else’s path, invasive presence, vainglorious -
Self-interest that clashes with everything including itself.
Vibrating like a hive of invasive species
Eating away at the fabric of our being.
Loud, obnoxious, rude, concoctions, diseases for the masses
Please take me away from this insanity. Again,
I pray. ~psp
dr. (pi)
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Copyright © psp pigshitpoet | Year Posted 2025
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Psp Pigshitpoet Poem
15 minute city going down slow...
10,000 vehicles, everyone going
Live in the bottleneck, nowhere to go.
New coffee houses replace the old
Old coffee houses now closed
New owners can't speak English,
Old coffee, new coffee double the cost
Old sandwich, new sandwich
Ten times the price of rice, well,
Isn't that nice!
No public restrooms, pay as you go
If you have to pee, ask for the key
What am I doing here? Who am I?
Where do I go from here? Why do I care?
We've spent the whole world
Trying to kowtow and defer
To tyrants and idiots
Bureau socratics,
These giant rat bastards
Who hijacked our future.
What makes me think
I'll be able to
Get out of this life alive? ~psp
dr.(pi)
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Copyright © psp pigshitpoet | Year Posted 2025
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