dVerse Poetics — Gotham: The First Domino

Gotham: The First Domino Ship cast asea, its belly full Coal gone, no more steam Itched and brittle with scurvy Noxious fog, lost instruments Sails hoisted, yet no wind Mates and passengers alike On our knees, we cough and pray, Facing mid-Atlantic gruesome end, To end albatross, millstone ’round Our sickly necks; orange, stenched Corpse,…

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There were 2 rallies/protests/marches in my town yesterday.  The above was for the 2nd one.  Ours started at noon, where we marched 3-4 blocks to Hackley Park.  We chanted our protests along the way, such as “Our Streets” and “No More Kings.”  We stayed on the sidewalks for about half of it and then filled…

“No Quarter,” by Benn Bell

No Quarter.  Learn what it is, why it is condemned and illegal today — and ask yourself why the current U.S. Regime is threatening it.  Benn tells it like it is.  

dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Rancid Spam (for mature audiences)

image link Rancid SpamMake-upped face like a hatchetponderous gait like a teletubby;not cute like snowpuff Moomin,more bloated like dying whaleflopping on a deserted beach.Long beyond expiration datelike grey-slimed celery in bin.Greasy like sauteed monkey brain, contaminating mad reign,causing pain like vice-crushedfinger with no money for treatment.A focal point of angry hatredlike a big boil on…