friday political poetry blog
enjoy
canto 33
we came up out of compton
using hack licenses to drive
the lexicon of apes, darwin
but putin asked w. "are
you fucking nuts?" and
w. turned saying, "putie,
fuck a star, fuck a star"
24 february 06 is now
and cindy sheehan car
took her to booking arrest
w. with finger up his phincter
"my higher father will attest
to my utter embicility, see?"
he turned showing us his
finger & his phincter; "free,
any one want to fuck?"
w. asked. no one complied.
bush would truly suck
a slick willy anyday
if only to surrender
his idiot base sunday
the church comedy
wherein creation
is mediated tragedy
rover, rover 4 leaf
lover gannon guckert
rover, heavenly beef?
we went down 12th
where w. had tongue
down rim of celeste
when we approach bush
the younger is beseeching
whore of mother usura gash
barb wire fence, laura?
help me, "help!", your
stumbling w. laughing hyena
jackass jackpot! w. with
finger up his own butt
clip allows shit forthwith
to climb lecherous in the
body of politic of gore v. bush
what a motherfucking bozo
jesus shed light on fiasco
called bushco o my god
o my god o my fucking o!
w. spawn of evil incarnate
tail extruding leather whip
mapplethorpe meet w. hate
festered in womb of barb
bane of all evil barb white
geezer woman trash barb
usura barb root if out; tomb
is waiting. "help," squirmed
w. with arms akimbo and thumb
up his manchurian asshole
w. the body politic is reverently
waiting for roses on your grave
you can bring us dead flowers
and my wedding rose celestial
mystical light so far from rosebuds
and the eternal now no bushite
trash in eternity everlasting a wet
pale rose glisten on a pearl shelf
whatever became of? the warp
in time cased by w. is not negative
you can not proove; hark! harp
note in air likened to breath
new life under an old order
death too comes under health
the bushite regime will linger
a warped reflection of itself
"haha!" screams bush utter
lunacy ladies and gents
with bushite love cleaveth
no longer groom brides
in winter bushite with fear
cleave one whore to other
brother sister have no fear
the light shines upon
the evil and the good
and plenary power govern
not in the realm of truth
where light shinning up
out like a golden coin; sooth
truthiness despises bushite
greed we peed down the throat
of yee jackals ala touchdown! s.
hunter s. thompson light of
literacy upon thee and truer
liberty and mind clarity love
highest low & lowest high
at first slow whirl; gyre love
on seek bushite ass on which
to wield thy shadowy flame
and quickening rainbow love
breath eternal mother shame
no longer generative only
light beauty ugliness compound
and eternal light written free
a light moves loving sun, loving stars.
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