After writing these I realized most are not light hearted, so you can picture where my mind is right now. It sure is not in a place to finish Slothcano which kind of pisses me off, but such is the world in my mind. Regardless of the subject matter in these little ditties I hope you enjoy, but if you don't enjoy them my advice as always is just
I
Glum skies open up.
Hail batters the concrete
rose:
death in the ghetto.
II
A shallow hole dug;
dirt tossed hastily over.
Silenced forever.
III
A ringing cellphone
is ignored as thunder
claps:
one final needle.
IV
Red hearts and flowers
dying slowly in vases.
Hallmark bathes in cash.
V
Poison flowing free
ignored by politicians
slow death to a town.
VI
Orange faced buffoon
spewing hate to the masses
cheered by idiots.
VII
Down the rabbit hole
traveling the maze alone
in hopes you appear.
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