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Transform the Ego
The Ego Needs to be broken into tiny little pieces and fed to billions of people so that all can be equal and share a common thought =Compassion The Ego Needs to be pierced in the eye with acupuncture needles and twisted until the meridian flows of milky nectar =Love The Ego Needs to be melted and smeared across continental lines and flushed through sewers pouring into the center of the earth where molten lava can scorch and harden around it like an island =Hope The Ego Needs to be transformed by understanding and acceptance shared through finger tips, crossing lips and forgiving arms so that all can live together…
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Black Friday
A poem from Heirs of November: Poems-Prose-Protests (2017)
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Flowers
Flowers stained on the ceiling From unexpected rains Hidden rivers find new tributaries Flowing into trains Drips into buckets Upon my brain do fall Wine, gin and vodka Are the answers to my whimper call Cringing Brows furrowed Teeth slide side to side Flattened veneers Enamel lost For worry and demise As the entire sky releases All but eternal doom Waiting for my lover Another sip consumed Each room has its bucket As a dozen flowers bloom Poem from Heirs of November: Poems, Prose and Protests (2017)
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Botox and Vodka
Botox and vodka Nose jobs and chocolate Tummy tucks, brow lifts, liposuction Collagen, enemas and augmentations These are a few of the things that I’ve done When my boobs sag When my brows droop When I am feeling sad I simply call my plastic surgeon And then I don’t feel so bad Laser and Bailey’s Facelifts and bon bons Acid peels, butt implants, lip injections Breast enhancements, nips, tucks–stitched together with string These are a few of those little things I want to look like Oprah No! Like the Dalai Lama Just make me not look bad Staple my forehead so I’ll look surprised And I’ll never…