Sunday, March 13, 2016

Persons out of Prey-ville



Even the good kids I have being a redemption

for all this shit I had to go insane.

Yeah, I know. I dont really mean that in a mean way,

but in a sense I can feel your pain

having your life hijacked. But there's a reward in being a parent,

might be a generational thing because of so much rampant

delusion individualism wreaking havoc

 having "no life", the hipster put down,

actually means family before money...

which amidst that confusion you at least have clarity.

So you are not that bad off!

Brad however was hard to know, not like Jade, who posts

just as hurly burly, wither and non, yet I'm not so overdrawn.

You know  not much anger or resenting, just from the beginning!

And, you are making people do too much for you, Mike.

Brad is too sad, stuck in his self lab.

Jade is working late, perfecting debate.

Sonia goes on and on, stuck between old and young.

Mike's mums the same, a parasitic brain.

Golda's still a greedy spitting hag in drag.

More bland than Marshall McLuhan.

Nichols is beat, through, he still works the street.

Greg is dead, a bullet before the cancer spread.

and my nemesis keeps one step ahead.

Posts yesterday's yesterday after today's yesterday.

Now tell me what or I break your neck,

while your bodyguard yell inflects,

just threats, postures, after his wreck

Families amass the best assassins,

police trained, and on videotape pretend.

Sometimes you meet profoundly good

I only gotz a few more slots in me brain...

and these niggling things, your slobbery

neglect and misarray breeds resenting

and bizzarary.


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