I'd been searching through some files and things, writing here and there, and wrote up again, in format anew, a selection of smaller pieces that had been typed in haste into my handheld phone, and since (until now) discarded. Some are humorous, some desperate. Take it as you will.
Prepare for a medley.
Torn apart by so many things,
Gripped and ripped
By Frenzy.
To covetousness I did give in
and committed crimes-
and crimes against me.
Treachery, Lechery,
A din that riles and ails me.
And miserly, I kept them kin
Though a mutinous bunch
That would seal my ending.
In stagnancy, I did stagnate
A worm
Fit for the heaven offending
To let loose their wroth
And fury upon
Such subjects; of punishment
Commending.
*
What is a dick
but a funny thing-
Something that sticks
out and in:
A (quick) prick,
and that is it.
*
Die,
or go forward;
wage destined wars
so you might live again.
For life, love and laughter.
"For unknown drugs and pleasures,
and a distant star called HOME" - (Final lines courtesy of W. Burroughs)
*
One must remember
You can never make your
Magnum Opus
Twice
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