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Sol Invictus; and the time between you and me my darling!: A poem

I have my divinity devolve to you and back again to me, like a game of passing the parcel between us! Must I reckon that a wondrous unpalatable eternity went on and out of the dimensions Like webs that form and must be acceptable Because sustenance became inexorable after the infiltration; and sin became indispensable! We are in an are not. Is it my dreamContinue reading “Sol Invictus; and the time between you and me my darling!: A poem “

You know, my brother-in-law Richard Baker, got lured by Anthony Albanese’s money. He got trapped in Albanese’s trap and did my sister Maxie, terribly in! That Anthony Albanese has no shame, no guilt, no conscience! He should be committing SUICIDE!

I just want to go from this world! Not because I’m tired of doing my duty, but because I’m disgusted with you all! There is no straight-forwardness in this world, there is only hypocrisy run by propagandists. I’m disgusted to the point I want to go from this world!!!!!

Californians are fornicators! Licentious creeps! God is very angry with the states of New York and California! The Left is a cleft on the otherwise beautiful face of the Universe!

Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem

Mother, looks like nothing’s gonna change! Everything’s gonna remain just the same! I sit hopelessly atop a mountain seeing a rabid civilisation eat up my vegetation! Where stands creation in this thankless gobbledegook? I never got the praise reserved for a magnificent chef or cook! I was just salivated at by crooks! I hear the song playing: `Let it be!’ Did I ever hear you tell me that, Mother? I take example from how you servedContinue reading “Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem “

Just FUCK IT!: A poem

I am sitting on a ledge of a high-rise, dangling my soles before a drop of a crevice. And the alleged brigadiers are shouting at me – either to jump down into their nets; or climb up to safety! And I am not listening to anybody! They tell me it’s suicidal to be me! I say, I’m as good as a couchContinue reading “Just FUCK IT!: A poem “

I ask you all some pertinent questions!: A poem

Do you think I am feeling pensive, wistful or resigned at the machines in my garden, if I were to believe they were doing more than just pruning my hedgerows? I swear, I can feel sure to react when I get the telepathic feeling stating: Honey, they are shrinking your kids!!! So, would they hold it against me if I did not open my door to the plumber, Continue reading “I ask you all some pertinent questions!: A poem “

Mumbai, can I resurrect you from the sinking feeling?!: A poem

You know, when I think of a stricken city, I get the sin-king feeling of your existential horror. But the city may not yet, though a marvel of parallel underground, be sinking, like Jakarta. Though, it is a heavy metropolis on seven islands, and a landfill that’s rotting at every seam. I thought they built flyovers to nowhere, everywhere. I just can’t imagine a city ofContinue reading “Mumbai, can I resurrect you from the sinking feeling?!: A poem “

Anthony Robbert Albanese! I hope you love WordPress very much; because I despise them!!!!

All about this world’s existentialism!: A poem

I see the world like a forlorn tree at my window; and I think I shouldn’t wander toward it to pick its fruit. I live battered by a battery of aspirations and refusing to clothe myself in them. The world charge sheeted me before for my hesitation and alleged travesty, I didn’t defend my case with explanations. You keep blaming me over again! I am not anContinue reading “All about this world’s existentialism!: A poem “