Why, I oughta…

by illimitableoceanofinexplicability

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Take it easy, Jack!

Yeah, he’s a stinking throwback to the 60s counter culture which ushered in the downfall of the greatest country the world has ever known, but you don’t have to be a jerk about it. I mean, he romanticizes those individuals responsible for  abortion, school prayer, out of control immigration of brown people, middle east wars, mega-churches, the internet, cable television, Wham! UK, electric cars, energy drinks, smart phones, on and on and on the list of their crimes against humanity could go forever mostly because the 60s was when the anti-christ was born, and this is all part of his diabolical scheme if you know what I’m saying, but damn, give the guy a break, for god’s sake, just look at him, man, he’s a human fuckin’ being!

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hey

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Walking

from my huge

and oppresive

apartment complex

past the empty lot

soon to be buldozed

to make more

oppressive storage cubicles

cells really

prisons we’re forced to pay for

just walking to the store

to get a snack

under ominous clouds

to get a snack

some potato product

fried or baked

it doesn’t matter

and

a sugary caffeinated beverage

to wash it down

and what happens?

Some ass yells at me

Hey, nice sandals, you dirty hippie!

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poet

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