Terrible Truth Concerning Motes and Beams

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


TERRIBLE TRUTH CONCERNING MOTES AND BEAMS

I will see in her terribled)face all flesh:all one, 
Spitting by degrees 
down UNBLEST 
sturm greats( 

She, 

who 
(fellow me, 
fellow 
me close 
now) 
shrieks!her royal stinkrot petty coot 
at allwhatwouldhearher not- 

'a plague fer alla youse; 
(hopes ye all choke 
on.yer.bluddy.money. 
ye.godless.heathuns.) 

And I turn it square back on you: 
You who would rather sh*t,& call it p ro gre sss) 

I will not dance your likker dance, 
(and hike the skirts of all mankind) 
As long as there are desert underpasses 

where Children still 
feed air 
to the other 
pigeons. 


Submitted: February 04, 2021

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