GET RID OF IT
No, wait, it might be part of the system
Well then dig deeper,
And surgically remove the issues.
That’s the algorithm.
And it’s not life-changing.
Advertisements
Journalism
Yes but what if it’s true?
Is it still smearing them?
Do you have tracing software?
Or are you just pedal to the metal?
I street.
I decompose.
Rot rits and hits the…
Never mind.
Dangerous Titles
Go ahead;
Write poems at your problem:
The police state.
Does it deserve Capital?
Does it do romance?
Does it fly up?
Backwards–
Only C.
Messages
What’s worse?:
An imaginary child outside?:
Or Gala downstairs?:
go home, ghosts
Going
Hold your little finger up while holding your teacup
Hole up in your hole and sing
Do ring.
Melody stings, a measure for a string, and a latin verse
Will king thee high, so shoot low,
Go native, go slowly, go toward the notion
Of correspondence, otter beaver friends.
Liberals
The power of choices
How liberal, how meaningless
I choose to be liberal
Therefore I am
No exam
No notes
No show home
Just the facts
I am what I choose
And there is no weight to it
There are no consequences
There are no responsibilities
There is no meaning
There are no guards
I just chose a political party
And no one is ever going to fact check me
file corrupt: error @ root/node
That’s it?
That’s the best they could do with their social brains?
The bees are gone
Everyone is a telepathology
$this is @broke
return home;
