This blog is no
Sistine Chapel
Just artsy little
Word paintings
Made while
Lying on my back
Hoping someday
With enough
Outlier practice
Will eventually paint
My Michael Angelo
Masterpiece of
Nearly touching the
Hand of God
Then I can take
My scaffolding down
And go home
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Quite frankly though
Most of these
Digital canvases ought
Not to have seen the
Light emitting diodes
Of day or night
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Yet the only way to
Carnegie Hall is
Practice practice practice
A con man till the end
Another shell to move
With a slight of hand
Before his fan’s eyes
Tricks up his sleeve
Will they ever recognize
45 told nothing but lies
Course not why would they
It is their form of play
As long as they believe
They have not been conned
But if they were…it’s OK
As long as it was for
The greater good
Without admission
That’s understood
Keep going about your business
While he pads his with yours
Two hundred million
Dollars and counting
Right from under your nose
An alleged rigged election
Under a moving shell
As his audience ponies up
Only to watch him walk away
With their loot for he was
Their Grifter King
Why is it some people
Feel the need
To fart out
Their opinions
Like an uncapped
Gas line
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When you take an audible glimpse
Of what they listen to and watch
You discover their opinions
Are not their own
Just rhetorical repeats
From talking heads
Getting paid to expel methane
.
Observing allegedly grown adults
Engaging in farting contests
On FB and around water coolers
Wafting them in and around
In a pseudo plan of winning
Like in a chili cook-off where
The best recipe is adopted
As a base formula for all chili
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The smelliest one that gets to me
Is the use of socialism
As a bogeyman word
To frighten people
Who simply choose not to think
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For example that a $2B a day
Defense and military budget
Is a grotesque example of
Corporate and gov’t socialism
Paying people to produce shit
That ends up (thankfully) unused
Which is still socialism
From a different perspective
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That part they don’t fart about
Because they would realize
How hypocritical they are
As it falls under the pretense
Of national security and defense
You know macho prick waving stuff*
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I am no economists however
Methinks that $2B a day WMD habit
Could be better spent on
Education birth control
Housing infrastructure
Clean drinking water systems
That itself could eliminate
The bottled water industry
That puts all that plastic
And garbage into the oceans
We seem to have to keep cleaning
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I guess if the above is considered
More of an opinion and
Not an observation I will apologize
In advance for letting that rip
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*“I happen to agree with most of the feminist philosophy I have read. I agree, for instance, that for the most part, men are vain, ignorant, greedy, brutal assholes who’ve just about ruined this planet. Who’ve just about ruined this planet because they’re afraid someone might have a bigger dick out there somewhere.
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Men are basically insecure about the size of their dicks and so they go to war over it.
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You don’t have to be a political scientist or a history major to see the Bigger Dick Foreign Policy Theory at work. It goes something like this: “What? They have bigger dicks? Bomb them!”
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And of course the bombs and the bullets and the rockets are all shaped like dicks. I don’t understand that part of it, but it is part of the equation.
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So I agree with that abstract – that man/men/males have pushed the technology that just about has this planet in a stranglehold. Mother Earth raped again. Guess who – “Hey, she was asking for it.”
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– George Carlin
Will ever ever limit
The manufacturing
Sale and distribution of
Weapons of mass destruction
From handguns to hand grenades
Bullets to bombs
Ships to submarines
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Nor implement the
Confiscation or destruction
Of said devices
However our survival and
Evolution as an intelligent
Carbon based life form
Will demand it
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(Where this should have stopped.)
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In the infinite cosmos and
The cosmological infinite
Where energy is neither
Created or destroyed
Reincarnation and karma
Are most likely true
Although unproven
It makes WMD’s seem
Like toys to children
That when they grow up will
Wonder why they were ever
Played with in the first place
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
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– Angelo Devlin
If you whisper
Mumble and repeat
Or clear your
Throat while saying
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……..fire
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In a crowded
Movie theater
For four years
Nobody will
Pay attention
Or heed warnings
Till the last
Glowing embers
Are extinguished
By a leaky fire hose
Brought too late
By an ill equipped
Poorly run station
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Emporor 45 twitters
(Or must be trying to)*
While Rome smolders
Throwing Nero’s
Fiddle on the fire
For a biigger pyre
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*
How ironic
In a way
The 1st ammendment
No longer applies
To the president
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(“Sampson got his haircut”
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– Rachel Maddow)
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As social media
Corporations scrounge
Up some ethics (finally)
To stop the lunatic
Ramblings of a mad man
Now you know
Who is running the show
The OZ behind the curtain
So to speak
And dead people
Mean fewer consumers
Therefore less profits
Not enough slaves
To produce and consume
(Oops, got sidetracked)
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Maybe if 45 wasn’t
Given such a large conch
In the first place
He would not be
What he is today
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“The Lord of The Flies”
That may have got us here
As subtle underpinnings of
Our collective unconsciousness
In no particular order are
.
House of Cards
Scandal
24
Designated Survivor
Cops
West Wing
Homeland
Ray Donavan
Handmaid’s Tale
The Apprentice
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Just to name a few
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Chipping away
At already
Distorted lines
Of fantasy reality
Merging entertainment
With expectations
Some wanting desperately
To participate
To experience
Something outside of
Their humdrum
Daily lives
Which is what
They are supposed to be
Feeding your family
Guiding their future
Evolving communication
Loving unconditionally
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
It is Back the Blue
Not Balk the Blue
Never mind
Quite the double standard
I’m guessing if
Black people
Stormed the Capital
They’d been shot
But as long as it’s
Caucasians (pink people)
Authority opens the door
Like a gentleman
For a lady
Clears the way
Because “Authority”
Wishes it was them
Performing lawlessness
As their actions
Are justified because
Their lead deceiver
Encouraged and incited
Abhorrent behavior
Reality is not as it seems
It is as 45 tells them it is
How much longer
Till he tells them
The spaceships
Are on their way
.
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Maybe Neil Young
Can change the lyrics
From “Ohio” to “Capital”
“Plastic soldiers and 45’s inciting,
Finally minds are blown.
This winter I hear the drumming,
Four dead at the Capital”
“Gotta get down to it
Militias are cutting us down
Should never have been done at all
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you don’t know?”
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Something like that
My song parody skills
Are sharp as a rubber tack
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
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– Angelo Devlin
Good thing I didn’t
Post my prediction
That nothing was
Going to happen
Although nothing did
What you have witnessed
Is nothing more than
An outdoor extended
Version of George Orwell’s
“Two Minutes Hate”
Directed by Big Brother
For the inner party’s
Amusement at the
Outer party’s expense
The proles are at home
Trying to feed their family
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Any whisper hint insinuation or innuendo
That one silently applauds Don’s doings
All the way up to a MAGA hat wearing
Kool-aid drinking Fox watching devotee
Praise be to Jesus disguised as Donald
That 45 is the be all end all in politics
By association are guilty in that
If it were themselves they would do
The exact same thing he has done
Should be ashamed of that notion
Assaulting women caging children
Obstructing Justice telling 20K + lies
Restricted travel based on religion
Ignoring a health crisis as a cold
Golfing as he said he never would
Instead of leading like he said he could
Directly provable election meddling
(I heard some of that phone call.)
(Did you?) Helping no one but himself
As they post and praise his petulance
Joining in the chorus of criers that if
He didn’t get his way neither did they
Boo Hoo and they too are complicit
In not reigning in abhorrent behavior
Disguised as alleged leadership
Which ultimately has nothing to do
With him just a small but focused
Portion of our collective psyche
That has found an outlet in an empty
Hologram entertaining and enraging
The masses who would otherwise
Be taking care of their neighbors
Loving their loved ones and making
This world a better place for all
But nooo ’tis easier to stay engaged
In the distraction diminishing divinity
Then to think and create new ways
Of evolving into a harmonious species
That associates peace and sharing
As a birthright to all that has been
Spawned from Gaia consciousness
Thereby being innocent by association
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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
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– Angelo Devlin
Despite all of our grandiosity
We are monkeys in stitches
Driving around in automobiles
Moving from building to building
Shitting where we eat and sleep
Between staring at flashing lights
On screens of all shapes and sizes
In the concrete and glass jungle
That if was built at once from scratch
Would be torn down immediately
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“Welcome to the jungle
We’ve got fun ‘n’ games
We got everything you want
Honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey
We got your disease
Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
You learn to live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You’ll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
Knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your…
It’s gonna bring you down
Ha!”
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Excerpted from Guns n Roses
“Welcome to the Jungle”
Looking at the world through a windshield. 