06/25/2019 07:13:41 AM Tuesday
Conceptual Poetry: Poetry as Software./
class Octets_Chuck-a-Luck
{ System.out.println("Depolarizers_Now!"); }
chauvinistic tinhorn persecutors
they're in the halls of congress chewing barbells
slothful to the core in magicians' robes
skillfully palming the budget strings
pangolins work better math functions
these modern roadmen miscount trillions
senators soldering self-interest melons
they misrepresent regular folks and partridges
and spartans who fought our wars now urban drifters
operands in the spreadsheets become null and void
once the 100 buck screwdriver enters its column
senatorial acrobats pirouette on point
uncolored bullshit pours from their graft
Dear Citizens Sue and Ted - stop eating
their alibis - crooked pencils can't write straight.
Joshua 6:5
And it shall come to pass,
that when they make a long blast with the ram's horn,
and when ye hear the sound of the trumpet,
all the people shall shout with a great shout;
and the wall of the city shall fall down flat,
and the people shall ascend up
every man straight before him.
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