Laugh, and the world laughs;
Cry, and they will prescribe you
Drugs to numb your soul.
Laugh, and the world laughs;
Cry, and they will prescribe you
Drugs to numb your soul.
Laugh at the world and
The world laughs back at you! Let
Go. Let it echo.
Time spent staring at
a wall. My future has old
paintings, a bookcase.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
On the squall they crawl,
Seeking crumbs to eat and meet
To talk and gawk these
Seagulls, awfully
Vindictive, and easily
Humored, I wish they
Stayed with sea and wind
And left my lunch to me and
Then, we'd be at peace
Sinking in muddy
earth, I face the sun's soft gaze
from a greater depth.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Demons chase away
The monsters under my bed
Holding concerts long
Waking up the dead
Running their godawful songs
Until there's only
Zombies, living on
When we all are rid and gone
Down under my bed
Pivot stick figures
Rise! Branch out to your new you's!
Tree and bush figures
Peaches, plums and perch
On the back porch by the birch
Sunny summer days...
I woke up weary
And bleary-eyed, but why? I
Don't drink or do drugs
Or anything else
Rumbunctional, I'm normal;
Fully functional
Must have been a dose
Late computer woes over
Times I always chose
Clicking and typing,
my computer has become
my master and slave.
Within its dark shell,
It does all of my bidding,
Without questioning.
Programs and data,
mine to command, build, destroy...
A god in a box.
Yet when its asleep,
Deep in digital slumber,
I am powerless.
The question arises:
Who really needs who more now?
I don't want to know...
The computers they
Help us solve all problems we
Did not have before
Like a door into
The future, their sockets are
Wonder what's in store
They used to be fun
When they were one, but now they're
Becoming more; more
Like we are at war
I try to shut them down, they
Keep me up for sure
The glorious tale
Of morning glory isn't
All it's hyped to be
I can't seem to shut
Off, work in my head loft is
Driving me mad up
The walls, like sand dust
It seeps through my pores, more and
More, it rains, it pours
I'm sorting through drawers
I'm running AWOL, so small
Yet so frustrating
Bright dawns I might wake,
Gray days I sleep like vegans,
Life´s great anyway
Monday has arrived;
With one eye open I wait
What Murphy's law brings.
Chaos and order,
These au d'oeuvres that spice up
Our times and life lines
Solitude's pretense
plagues me. Passersby peak in;
I'm out of my mind.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
In the eve of news
I stick to the old, because
Such is tradition
Traditions be damned;
Repeating silly actions
Won't make things better.
Standing on shoulders
of giants hurts when their backs
are rife with sharp thorns.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Tainted I ain't it's
The rancid rain falling a
Mist thick as painting
Going all morning
Till night falls and neon shows
Play on the walling
Thought is appalling
Sirens wailing, I'd rather
Be thoughtless and free
Mashed potatoes and
No gravy! Just because, so
Do save me the sauce
At 3/10/17 02:31 PM, Cyberdevil wrote: Mashed potatoes and
No gravy! Just because, so
Do save me the sauce
Mashed potatoes are
just mutilated french fries.
Eat them with ketchup.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 3/10/17 04:18 PM, TaintedLogic wrote: Mashed potatoes are
just mutilated french fries.
Eat them with ketchup.
Potato mash and
Mutilated tomatoes
Edible combo!
At 3/11/17 07:07 AM, Cyberdevil wrote:At 3/10/17 04:18 PM, TaintedLogic wrote: Mashed potatoes arePotato mash and
just mutilated french fries.
Eat them with ketchup.
Mutilated tomatoes
Edible combo!
Let's just throw all food
in a blender. I don't have
time for chewing it.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 3/11/17 10:22 AM, TaintedLogic wrote: Let's just throw all food
in a blender. I don't have
time for chewing it.
Mix things up a bit!
Sensational surprises!
Savor the flavor!
At 3/12/17 05:58 AM, Cyberdevil wrote: Mix things up a bit!
Sensational surprises!
Savor the flavor!
I could let some blood
drip in from dry, cracked lips. It's
been a long winter.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Savor the flavors
Of all that you eat and drink;
Oral happiness.
Enjoy food going down;
Once past the lips and inside,
The moment is gone.
Like most things in life,
It begins as a pleasure
and ends up as shit.
Saw a TV show
Recently, where the chef made
Burgers with his blood
Is this the new age
Cannibalism? I don't
Like where it's going
I'd rather let out
A lipped cackle, than crackle
Blood in my food bowl
But if you bleed what
You eat, then you can eat you!
Over and over
Let the cycle go
Via blood entirely!
Same shit - new style of
Byteslinger, by the
Way, that last haiku third:
Pure genius
The *beep beep* signal
Road runner on a rampage!
Or just... my alarm