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Hey Prakash Saint Paul, you keep morphing between bodygrabber and bloodsucker to suit your convenience and destroy your victims’ sanity and sense of belonging! Now don’t resort to stealing identities, particularly mine. FUCK OFF you creep!
New York! O New York! How you gawk?!: A poem
I can see the streets of New York City are none too pretty; but like sub-terranean caverns overturned from Hades, crusting out to breathe in your apple air. And how you gawk at your new-found dispensation. Do you look across the Atlantic to share kindred feelings with a wooden continent that looks to the apparently biggest object in the nightsky, forContinue reading “New York! O New York! How you gawk?!: A poem “
PSP, the delight of evil; he stole my light!: A poem
PSP, the delight of evil. He stole my light!… my universe, loves, eternity; I have to fight resiliently, to reclaim my every right Though his treacherous, morphing, bodygrabbing and vampirism reduces my plight! But I feel so obliged to suffer to set you all free sublimating myself to all this torture and treachery! I have few regrets even though those that vindicate himContinue reading “PSP, the delight of evil; he stole my light!: A poem “
The Left, Labor, Albanese, are only a communion with evil Communism!: A poem
See their design of pretentious demographic equality! Why don’t they, then, also share in all your penury? How does their democracy default you with such penalty? Would you consider your eternity in the deep sea? Vote the Left, and let prevail the falsehoods of your Liberty? Of course, you have a PM who talks of upholding democracy, when he only deviously cheated his way to victory! Continue reading “The Left, Labor, Albanese, are only a communion with evil Communism!: A poem “
All this patience with treachery keeps my Paradise eternally waiting: A poem
Do I feel my universality so screwed up, by its humility, sublimity and patience that I actually wish to prescribe destruction? Hello, resilience! Does it matter to anyone else? The insubstantiation of justice, as I keep wandering into a hobodom of dishonesty ingratiating myself! Each day, I wake up impregnated by distant memories And keep trying to ignore a compelled eternal gestation O look at allContinue reading “All this patience with treachery keeps my Paradise eternally waiting: A poem “
Conversation with the sun: A poem
I think I can face the sun Even if I was widowed, I haven’t lost my guns I feel the sun’s warmth in my nostrils, inhaling it And feel such virtue in my lungs There is a long story of how my body parts can still feel vigorous after being dismembered and be pitted, one against the other Isis only neededContinue reading “Conversation with the sun: A poem “