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Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead...
Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead,
that genocide is not in my name;
starving babies to death,
your conscience won’t stain,
so I’m asking you, oh very nicely,
pretty please, will you bugger right off;
we’ll protest against murder,
we’ll protest ‘til it stops,
we’ll protest a lot further,
we’ll protest til the fucking penny has dropped,
we’ll protest a lot louder,
i...
Thursday 29th February 2024 11:21 am
Little Baby
Watching you grow
brings joy to our eyes
You’ve got your Daddy
to make you smile
and your Mama
to hold you tight
while you sleep at night
we'll make everything alright
First a crawl, walk, then run
O, to watch you grow is so much fun
From your first skinned knee
a little kiss will make you believe
we’ll be right here whenever you need
Years will pass
but this love will al...
Wednesday 4th March 2020 4:11 am
On Bodily Autonomy and Geriatric Femininity
They never ask, the old ladies.
They just hug, pinch, kiss and
Cuddle at will. Babies are theirs,
You know, and they do love them
So much. I guess it isn’t their fault,
No one ever told them they aren’t
Free to touch at will. I once told
A woman to get her hands out of
My hair, and she said no man
Had ever asked her to stop
Touching him before. As an old
Lady, I’m sure she became anothe...
Wednesday 17th April 2019 10:01 am
The Almost Child
I remember exactly the spot
the place I sat
when she told me
I remember the cooling coffee
forgotten
when I was told
I remember the uncertainty
in her voice
when she told me
but
I remember how I smiled
the joy I felt
when I first knew
my almost son
Monday 12th November 2018 12:16 pm
Cultivating Life
A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch
Is followed by daily punishments of
Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,
Followed by even more traffic
In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.
With all energy drained from
Lungs, limbs, and mind,
He shuffles into his house
Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.
As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,
“Do me,” assaults his ears
...Tuesday 16th October 2018 11:56 am
Nuclear Cradle Song
Nuclear Cradle Song
Bye, baby, bye
Cry, baby, cry
You cry so do I.
My tears have all run dry.
So cry, baby, cry
Cry, baby, cry
Bye, baby, bye
No use in asking why
Our dreams fell from the sky.
So cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.
Bye, baby, bye
Cry, baby, cry
No one to hear you cry.
No one to hear us try.
Oh, cry, baby, cry,...
Saturday 26th May 2012 12:50 am
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