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P1255 My pet my pain

My pet and I are not vegetarian 

I'm sorry but that's the way it is

Our diet is raw flesh and parts

Human eyes a special treat

Don't be offended we aren't real

Lodged in the stitches of your mind 

In the labyrinthine network of thoughts

This conspicuous memory quite a find

Believe me, people are cannibals 

It absolutely does make sense 

Skin cells and lots of fluids 

The circus like existence 

Anyway I'll introduce my pet

It's a half eaten carrion head

I found it when I was looking for my doll

I like it but it's dead

But it's possibly possessed 

It's hungry all the time

It's mouth is always open

A damaged and dangling spine 

It thinks that I'm its mum

And I sit and sing it rhymes 

I place the eye balls on its tongue 

Carefully in the sticky slime

Not much of a conversationalist 

But I understand its grief 

Imagine if you're head was chopped off

For being an honorable chief 

We talk about the universe 

How dangerous the forces of nature 

Vapid speculations of entropy and time

Going backwards into the future

The devious devilish men

How nefarious the living sphere 

How awful the scoundrels and fools

All in the now and here

Finally it dozes off to sleep

Dinner was a dozen eyeballs 

I tuck it in, in its make-believe bed

There's a world beyond these walls 

A soulless world,  dire and grim

Decapitated bodies, feeding flies 

I'm not happy, my hours are vain

Failing are my wrenching cries

I feel I've become it

I feel it's pain

If there's a darkness outside, it's me

Me, me, me, me and me again...

P1254 Dick

It's all about the dick really 

I stroke it off and on

If it's happy then I know

Half the battle is won

Otherwise it keeps bothering me

With a list of things to do

Mostly about penetrating females 

Makes a frivolous ass of you

I'd be a father of a million 

If my dick found a way

Reality is a stingy hitch

Alas, I have none today

It jaded me at sixteen 

My hand stuck like glue

Now almost fifty it squeaks "I'm alive"

Hardly once in a month or two

I can't imagine how it changed my life

It's really been a good friend 

It makes females more interesting 

A fallacy after you're spent

But it's dying I think

It's shriveled shut most of the time

Emasculated buffoon in free fall

I'm a wimp past his prime

I'm canceled and my dick is sick

The cancel culture wins big

Society's shtick through my ass

Owned by irascible pigs

My goal post has moved out

I'm restricted by corner walls 

I can only have an orgasm now 

If I had gigantic balls

My life sucks donkeys 

Even masturbation isn't any fun

I've been robbed off all the flavors 

I should just eat the gun

Or maybe I'll stay alive 

Maybe the dick will find a way 

An yet to come spray of sperm

Future waits another day

P1253 The Poet

I like to write poems 

Words are kind to me

In an ocean of lyrical ephemera 

As far from reality as I can be

I close my eyes and see the rhythm 

Pass my tongue over the air

With my sharp teeth I bite

And hold on to the poetic flair 

So I don't care how crooked my teeth 

Or items on the dentist's bill

As long as I hear the music

He can use his noisy drill

It's the night that brings out

The hidden sonnets from my heart

Sometimes the badly digested food

And the offal in the fart

And like the personality of fart

My fart, that I hold so dear

My poetry may not find the ears

At least my obscurity is clear 

Here in this unmarked grave

Of blogs no one ever reads

These will be my memories 

These will be my deeds

The words may not mean

Anything to your ears 

Nonetheless for me they do

An escape from my fears

An escape from the dull mediocrity 

Away from the drudgery of same

I live in places and palaces

I get to play my own games

Lesser mortal worth nought 

Mortgages on my years 

In my mind I step out of orbit 

Without my peeves and fears

But be that as it may

I'm grasping at the straws

My mind has melted in disarray 

I clearly see the flaws

P1252 Good looking

I know I'm good looking 

I get that a lot

I always carry a smile that

Hooks a girl on spot 

I'm quite good at not

Being good at anything 

I most certainly feel fit

To be the next righteous king 

My teeth are really good

I sharpen them with stone 

I'm proud of how I tear the flesh 

And grind down a bone

Of course I'm extra romantic 

Don't have much tongue though 

Lips or cheeks as good as none 

Nose quite crooked and low

My cheek bones are sculpted in

Like greek gods on a cloud 

Urine is a color of gold

The smell can draw a crowd

I apply it on my hair and

The menjou mustache I wear

The pheromones in my piss

Draws the chicks quite near

I reuse it for curry

From an ancient recipe 

Just some diced animal

I cook when I pee

I'm a little dark for night 

Except for my smile 

When I bare my teeth 

You see me from a mile

I'm deaf on the left

But the right is always right 

The eyes are often crossed 

Don't see much at night 

I know you can't see any hair 

The sketch is off I think 

I've a rich coat of vellus hairs

My shit does not stink 

My voice is velvet honey 

Only rarely is it rough 

Get fainting fits when excited 

Vomit blood with rancid cough 

I shave my ass and balls

I always did that for fun

I'm careful around my asshole 

Always leaks when I run

I'm super cute if you ask me

I'm sure a girl would die for this

Send the specs to a pretty near you

Can't wait to fuck a miss

P1251 Nice

I'm a happy camper 

Given to a certain vice 

As part of this gluttonous creed

I'm famished for the nice

Often an accomplice to crime

I have a buffet of choice 

Decapitated and raw are favorites 

Boiled with dirty rice 

I lure them in with a lullaby 

Ludicrously plain lyrics to boot

Just drops of blood as bait

Or a corpse burnt to soot

The nice think they're helping

What a hilarious thing to think

I pierce them with my tail

And bleed them in the sink

And I eat them painfully slow 

Crack their bones one at a time 

I often sing a song to them 

Or chant a romantic rhyme

As they bleed in my mouth 

Their flesh stuck in my teeth 

I don't chew for a while 

Let them savor the treat

Full of kindness for nice kids

I eat them clothed and  whole

I barbecue their faces first

With wood scented coal

It's nice to be eating the nice 

In fact it's the preferred way

Started pickling their eyes for

Discount on the tax I pay

I go to the god's house often

Never forget the fiction 

I'm gifted with the critical nice 

Getting better at crucifixion 

Ask yourself the very question 

Do you think you are nice

If you do you can be on my plate 

Won't let you ask me twice 

P1250 I don't feel good

I don't think I know 

What if any or none

The bubbles of spasms

The twitch and turn

Layers and layers of angst 

A buildup from an unexamined life

A silent wish to give up on

The constant uphill mental strife 

A throbbing pain behind the eyes

Not a well-intentioned pain

A release from the anxious state 

If the damn mind could  be slain

I don't feel good 

About my thoughts 

I know I'm weird 

I have my blindspots 

The circular and endless whys 

The lack of determinism 

The patterns and squiggles of

The teeth inside a prism

I can't imagine infinity 

I can't feel the texture of worry 

The circles of overlaps in them

A string of nested flurry 

I can't look into the mirrors 

There are two distinct tongues 

Each opposite the other repeat 

The sound from each lung

It's the sadness in me 

That colors the world today 

I think it would get better 

If I could hold the worry at bay

A misappropriated song

From a shredded melody 

The weight of the nonexistent 

Lost on the choir elegy 

There's a suddenness in panic

A bead of heavy sweat slide

I feel the madness swell 

But I know it's not me inside

I know I'm already dead

I just haunt a frail corpse 

My thoughts are wafts of wind

Worries that haven't stopped 

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P1245 Butterfly

A butterfly tells me how to live

He tells me he knows

There are things that are hidden 

He can see in plain pose

I asked him what he saw

And he said an enormous lie

A fountain of joy on the left

All I saw, a truant and giddy fly

He laughed as he saw me stare 

He said I didn't understand 

A world to my eyes was closed

I needed his magic wand

I needed to see the world 

Through his eyes as it were

Then I could see it inside me

Instead of looking everywhere 

It's all in the mind he said

It's really a mental thing 

You can see whatever you wish

Give reality that mental wring

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P1242 Nobody loves me really

I can't sugarcoat what I say

My tongue is heathen bloated and blunt 

My words are like my teeth 

Worn out, raspy, jagged and slant 

I'm ugly awkward short faulty and naked

Too many flaws to hide

I don't know what to lie about 

Or how to not confide

Standing under the blackest clouds

I feel the raw hate in the fog

Foaming at its mouth in the dark

Looming, a merciless black dog

I wear a necklace of dire grief 

A grotesque unfortunate birth 

I'm not where I realize I should be

This century here on earth 

Nobody loves me really 

Nobody really cares

Looking for warmth, in loneliness 

Only hollow selfish stares

I don't know how the future will be 

But I don't expect anything

It's the hapless hopeless lifeless dragging 

Of a corpse for a miserable coffin

If in death it all ends

Then in death it'll be

I daresay I can't hold opinions 

On anything I don't see

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P1239 Eat her shit

I like to eat her shit

She's fairy cute

Her skin is silk smooth 

She farts through a flute 

She's the queen with real food

Plump and never fasted

We the shit eaters a bit leery really 

Real makes us gassy and flabbergasted

I'm extra fond of her warts

Hallelujah to the smell and pus

She's an angel of decadent dreams 

Anus gapes without a fuss

I cannot begin to tell you 

Her capacity to crap

She can fill a room in hours

Without the need for nap

Her turds are chewing marvels 

You cannot find the time

If you focus on not vomiting 

Everything is just fine 

The smelly part is not a trifle 

You really can't get used to it

Expect to gag and choke often 

Suck her little tit

Her turds, occasionally are very hard

Fine blunt weapons they make 

Hit someone sensible with it

Easy their sense to break

I fill my stomach to a bloat

I don't waste shit you know

I provide to others in the line

When I'm all ready to go

It's a chain you see

There's source and several sink

By crapping in each other's mouth this way

We no longer need to think

Gold dildos, coffee lube, fragrant enema

We live an orgy of luxury and style 

Those are just a few I named 

There are thousands on our file

We host messianic fisting buffets 

Drinking piss is becoming a thing 

We're growing reliance in our gut

A better and more self-assured being 

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P1237 So full of love

The world is so full of love

Love is not in gloom

My balls are full of love

See these flowers bloom

My love is a fledgling enterprise 

I lack the courage to give

Bubbles to foam blossom my lips

Love's the reason we live

When I profess my love

No words come to me easily 

Don't take my grunts as rage

But what I implore romantically 

I know the teeth need fixing 

The dentists scare me, you know

I will be careful with a kissing tongue 

My bites are sweet and slow 

I will bend the rainbow to shape 

Put it in your desirous hole

The reds are not red enough 

If they are not from a lover's pole

Can you turn away your eyes

From the shriveled manhood you see

The tempest that's in my mind

Is roiling up the stagnant sea

I will bring the heavens down

To boil at the boiling point of hell

My love can't go unrequited 

Put me in your spell

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P1233 Never wake up

I want to drown 

The misery in my soul 

In thoughtless gulps

Down mind's rabbit hole

I can't seem to figure out

What in me so abhorrent 

That I eclipse the sunshine of

A life badly wounded and dent

The surreptitious hurts

Bleeding wounds that don't heal 

The fantastic fantasy of the normal 

That I'll never feel

I just want to sleep

And never wake up

Just wash myself with amnesia

And shut the fuck up

P1232 Dance of cascades

Love's in the air

Or that's what we think 

It's molecules we can't see

That are at the link

It's not just our tongues

It's universes of microbes 

Millions of them cross over

A dance of cascades and droves

Now that we feel the heat

We're glowing in infrared 

I know you're getting wet

A riot of lust in my head

P1231 My shit

What I do with my shit

Is my matter entirely 

This last dump you good sir

Is not part of the family 

Now don't give me that

I know my shit

I can smell one from a mile

I smile when I see it

But I'm old fashioned in this

And shit should look like it

This monster from hell

Gave the plumber a fit

I analyze feces carefully 

Like Sherlock Holmes did

Magnifying glass on the worms

Underneath the commode lid

I will not be fooled 

Mr. Poop is surely alive 

If I don't stab it bloody now

It'll assemble its nursery hive

There'll be the usual mess

But I'm used to handling shit

Maybe another hour or so

You may want to sit

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P1229 Tongue like a snake

My tongue is like a snake 

It hisses at me 

I live my days in fear

I believe it's a she

It never complements

Finds fault in everything 

It uses words that

I would never even think

So acerbic in spirit 

That my teeth has started to rot

When I sleep it comes out

To hang outside the cot

It scares the ghosts at night

Robbery is very rare 

I once found a robber

Hypnotized by its stare

I can't talk in public 

Fearing what they'll think

I'm sure it's got venom

All I can do is wink

Ladies don't like me

But my character isn't loose 

I can't let them get bitten 

Need a big mongoose 

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P1226 Putin's Balls

I'm putin the permanent 

My balls are rather large

That is why you have me

As the manly man incharge 

I just invaded ukraine 

An example of what I do

If you fancy poetry 

Ode to peace is just "Toodaloo"

I needed an ass licker in ukraine 

But polonium tea for Zelenskyy

He licked all the wrong holes, so,

Say "hell no" to democracy 

I like inventing history much

Making things up is so much fun

People will believe anything 

You just pull a fast and rotten one

Ha ha ha he he he he

I hate the impotent UN

I hate the spineless west

The dumb Americans disgust me

Think of them as pest

They don't have the balls it takes

Hide behind stickers and glue 

I'll make them wear short pink frocks 

To do spastic dance for you

They'll shit their silly frocks 

When I stop their precious fuel

The softy cocks hide in the dark

When asked for a nuclear duel

Ha Ha Ha and Ha

And sanctions my ass

They can't hurt a billionaire!

If the russians get bruised and raped

Do you really think I care?

I force obsequious nations into

Glib equivocation all the time

By keeping their ass on the fence 

They get mad vlad's discount wine

For my rich friends and I

Rest of the world is shit

Whatever you have is really ours 

Will blitz it if we see it fit

I need no justification 

Just look at my huge balls 

It's just a matter of time

Before your country falls

Again my name is putin

I have an appetite for risk

I like people who lick my anus

And those that suck my dick

Ha Ha Ha Hiss Hiss Hiss

My blood curdling eyes

Will make you vomit your food

I have nuclear weapons ready

Pointed at you for general good

Fear mongering works

I write all the rules

Fiction pairs easy with fear

I peddle lies to fools

It pays to be an aggressor 

Make threats and commit fraud 

When you fake shit up as you go

You're treated like a god

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P1225 Lover boy

I'm the lover boy

You fucked in spring 

My balls are bigger now

More love I bring 

Come miss let's love 

My skin's all washed 

Honey for you

From bees I've squashed

I'm a changed thing 

Comb my pubes a lot

Through my asshole 

I smoke pot

There are other improvements 

I floss my gums

I keep what comes out

I like the little crumbs 

I can't get a boner 

If I don't think of you 

The butterflies are soup

When my mood's all blue 

There's growing pressure 

The balls have swelled large 

It's sensitive to the touch 

Ready to discharge 

Think of all the sperm 

They all belong to you 

Use them for your crafts 

No scrambling for glue

There are so many uses

I can't list them all

My head's stopped thinking 

The brain's in the balls

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P1223 Fate

We spend our lifetime stitching 

Half dreams we cherish 

One dark wuthering night 

There's a sweeping perish 

Two embittered minds

Aggression sharpened claws

With her bleeding blade

And his suffocating paws

It's over in minutes 

Just two dead folks

The lifeless naked rubble 

Of a long drawn life-long hoax 

What started with love

Ended with pitiless hate

Common romantic end 

In a conjoined fate

An eerie silence 

A very quiet romantic night 

The moon hides behind a shadow 

Too afraid to be bright 

The flesh starts to rot

Time rides on its train 

Nothing but just bones

And then nothing remain

Everything gets forgotten 

Civilization runs its maze

Then time runs out

In cascading concentric haze

And then silence 

Cold silence 

Fate

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P1222 Roach baby

This happens 

when you fuck a roach

You were drunk

Romantic approach 

Now your the mother 

Of a horrible face

It's an insect colored clown

About to escape 

You don't remember 

All the "roach" you fucked 

But see all the "cock"

That you must have sucked 

You feel ashamed 

But you're a good mother

It's your baby sweet

You want another 

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P1220 Brushing Teeth

I brush with a twig 

A stem from neem 

I'm a brahmin vegan 

I'm totally green 

The goddess, river ganga

I worship her everyday 

I also defecate in the puddle 

That joins her right away

I get the irony 

I'm  bathing in shit

When I'm drinking this water

It's got the poop in it

But I live with contradictions

My conscience insecurely lit

The only luxury is the fiction 

I've got to have faith in it

It's this pervasive ignorance 

That keeps me alive 

Books are dense and heavy 

Minimum rupees five

This river will be a trickle

After the glaciers melt this year

I guess they'll say ganga died

You can't shit here 

It's a calamity waiting 

I'm not sure we can avert

Cripples the bowel movements

I can only fart

But I'm worried 

It won't be just me

Billions will drink piss

What a crisis it'll be

Starvation will be mandatory 

Famine not very rare

Gods will move overseas 

They don't really care 

As the water dries up

There'll be no food

The economy will be fucked 

Just very bad mood

The trickle will show the feces

There'll be rotting bodies now

It'll smell like fart everywhere then

Will eat the holy cow

I don't know, why I get these thoughts 

When I'm brushing every morn

Surely it's just trivial worries

Or I've got intestinal worms