Yup.
I became the radical displacement of an obtuse thought
Rode the echo of eternity on a hemi orange painted nuclear missile
Oblong figure eights with strange thoughts about expansion and contraction
Fuck the big bang baby I'll show ya my own event horizon
Whistle cat calls in joyous tunes celebrating decadent ideals deliciously unaware of my own fragmented and delusional state of....whatever
Join god throwing rocks from the moon pointing and laughing in ridiculous rendition of our star spangled anthem of terror
All the while sipping tequila from the skulls of the fools that fought for cuban cigars lit by the fire of deception
Fuck you too we whisper whittling away ridiculing uttered words of repentance
Suckers
I'll keep us warm with the kick start bong smokin infantiles and everyone else different from *me*
If I give you my pennies will you declare my soul fit for heaven?(ya that ones for you J)
In the meantime tho...
Me an my turtle moe will swing it oldschool and just kick your ass..
With base-ball bats rolled from the unspent $100 bill pages left over from the depression dodging all democratic denominations drunk and drowning oddly at ease with death and all decency delirious and diseased displaying a wanton disregard while swinging dicks wondering why everyone's so damn deranged....
Don't worry says the government, we hate you too...
Assholes
Vindictive vermin venomously vindicated by strangle holds suffering survivors beneath the weight of the stupid...
Says the middle aged mexican mingling mildly amongst meandering hoo-mans finger raised speaking in memoriam mumbling mixed views monopolizing all language to a single spoken phrase...
You Suck
As I walk whistling dixie naked down streets of gold built by the bones of the weak and depraved, paved by flesh that looks oddly familiar...
O well, if ya can't beat em...
just get naked.
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A contest entry
- Naked A Word Prompt by nevadapoet.
550 points, ended November 11, 2008, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
not quite sure where that came from, but hell, I'm naked so what do I care?
Comments
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ROFLMAO - awwwww hell ya. Ya definetely know how to rant like no other hoss. down the streets of gold built by the bones of the weak and depraved.... that is stark imagery that drives the whole piece home.
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It may need editing but the essence of this piece comes from its pure spontaneous emotions, a delight to read and I'll opt out of going blind like Sheltered but I reckon this might taste pretty good with alcohol!
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Thank you kindly
scary thing is I wrote this stone cold sober....
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LMAO..one wonders just where it would go with a little juice then
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probably best not to ask...
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See now that's why curiosity killed the cat...it only makes me wanna see the unedited version when you do it!!!!
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what a treasure this is...
not that I ever
wanted to see you naked
and fuck drinking
i'm gonna purge my eyes
with pure grain alcohol
until I go comfortably blind
after reading this
actually wait up
i've got some things to do
then i'll cheer ya later
excellent write man
some of that alliteration
near the end was radical
and the entire theme was
pleasantly uplifting
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wow...what a delicious rant with such powerful language, strong imagery that knocked my pants off. Your metaphors were magic to read and decipher all written with the smallest (largest) hint of venom to your tone. How does one sit down and write something so anguished yet playful yet painful? I'm sure I don't know. It was a pleasure to read and re-read as I'm still trying to process everything written on and in between the lines. Thank you for sharing your take on the word prompt...and your obvious talent.
Shelly
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Thank you.
I think I'll join you in trying to figure out the "inbetween the lines" stuff...still trying to figure it out...
O and I love your eyes...lol
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