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The Problem with Prerogative Writs (Eugene Delacroix’s Painted Whore)

Printed word is dead
The human mind is dead
It flashes in 5 gig hard drive 4 gig memory card at 1750 bytes per second

And still you can’t remember your Mother’s birthday

Can they capitalize on chaos this time?
Where is my “Remember the Great Depression of 2009” sweatshirt
They say I get a head of cabbage when I buy two of them

I know I don’t need another, but having one more is the American thing to do

Tips of trusted boots often get stuck in the shoulder blades
The game fails when you arrange your chips too neatly
Trust is only skin deep in the world of empowered decision making, who’s making your decisions

Kings gambit accepted

SOMETHING STINKS IN NEW YORK!
It’s the bailed out CEO shitting out the $500 meal that his bonus bought him
It’s the family who got their water cut off in the South Bronx because they had to choose between water or shelter

All men are created equal, indeed

Tip your hat to the sound of the last time the television reminded you it was summer
Did you catch chill when you went outside?
Yet you still define your life in cost of living increases

Life is the price of your cost of living raise, ain’t that a bitch?

Are you more than your 9-7 week day half day Saturday work week?
And God rested Sunday, but he needs to catch up and do at least a half day that next week or he might have had to spend time with his son and all his little friends
Do they lay people off in heaven?

5pm means nothing anymore

Hidden in the promise of the 401K that won’t even buy you a carton of cheap cigarettes
Rest in peace
Bail out your Henry David Walker Paulson George Herbert Sacred Burned Up Bush

And why did Uncle Jethro let someone else watch his flock

Hidden in the fist of the angry child named your first born American son
His welfare is brought to you by the state; he doesn’t call it Communism
His free text books never taught him that

Arrested Development Defined

Label charity as socialism
Better to keep him out of your backyard
Will your politics and ethics define you when he uses that fist to knock at your backdoor?

You better go find Jesus or ask the devout Muslim about Mohammad or the Hindi for directions to the Blue man
Raise you arms in prayer
Raise your drink in toast

Everybody’s got to serve somebody they say

Revolutionaries, usually they have nothing to gain
And we woke up with nothing to gain
Don’t doubt your lasting impression; every generation is defined by its greatest failure

I would sleep this one off but Nancy Reagan ruined our promise of a drug induced coma

That demon swimming inside my head won’t hear you
It is not my conscious, but it is so condescending all I can do is laugh most days
I hope they post my picture on a billboard along the highway someday and you can send me money to be your state Janitor or Senator or someone else in the shit business

Not to offend an honest janitor with the comparison

Save your dollars for the dance
Steal the change from the street sweeper’s scum
Pitch each penny in the river till it can hold no more

We know that is a sin when we should all focus on the e-con-o-me me me

When your savior returns as the Lion grown from a Lamb to redeem you against his great Satan he will carry nothing more than a broom and a golf putter
Great men know their place
Great women know how to keep them there

Immaculate Conception could be the next big thing

Whispering at the green light at Poydras and Charters…”I have never seen your face under a green light
I am always looking forward when we are driving
I like it in the green, but I prefer it under the red”

It is such a long road home

Can I hear the next riddle you will tell me?
The others are getting old
Maybe I will yell “Wake up, Kill the Gods and let us Re-Make our Own”
I pick Bob first, he at least sounds like a credible witness

Some people are better at keeping secret than promises
Poets never have angles, just well defined dark corners where they hide
They are not here to deliver you anything
And if standing at the troth of open thought you hesitate…

A poet will only shove so much water down your throat before you finally die

The Problem with Prerogative Writs (Eugene Delacroix’s Painted Whore)

SolomonGrundy

Morristown, United States

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Sit back and watch other people make your decisions. See how everyone else lives just like you.

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