dogs
One summer, many years forgotten, we survived, penury and poetry, next to a business, with a small sign and no windows, that put down street dogs, killed them with a spike. They used a small amount of poison. The dogs were unwanted because they were deemed strange. Many of the dogs were deformed. I swear…
When the pigs are chasing me
Can’t breathe Can’t see Stumble forward Gasping for air Like a moribund in water. They tell you about the claustrophobia But they never tell you about the fear The fear That the world has been turned upside down. Which it hasn’t. You stop But they keep moving. Flowers stab Grass slash Weeds garrote You look…
AIR TAX
Hey, relax – it’s just an air tax. We propose to tithe the every breath in make-believe only. Only, let’s not pretend the end is not nigh, when it might prove necessary for the levy to go live. Then surely mandatory will it get for those turning blue to get (ushed down the economic loo.…
We Go Fishing
We go fishing for endorphins. In the deep blue sea, we hope to catch many endorphins. We hope not to catch catfish. Catfish stink and have two tails and a coat of black plastic. For bait we will use wormholes. We have the best wormholes. We gather at night, build fires, and roast wild animals,…
Love is a Mysterious Medication
A man loved his home so much he decided to eat it. I asked him why The man who loved his home so much looked at me as though I was the crazy one. “It’s much better for you than McDonalds, Taco Bell, Pizza Hut.” I had to agree rubbing my sybaritic belly. I…
Oh well, there goes life
What was it worth Not nearly enough What to do now Take my best nuked selfie #Imnukedtoo Oh well, there goes life It’ll be cheaper anyway And quiet… No more cunty bosses And no more screaming kids No more phones And no more phone chargers No more 70s porn And no more dreams No more…
Inspirational
My life is a punchyI-faced-adversity-and-wonPoemOn FacebookOr LinkedInWhere ‘friends’Can like or loveAnd call me inspirational. Bogdan Tiganov
a bad man
She married a bad man. She did not mind that he was a bad man. That he was a bad man excited her. He never complained or moaned like a baby so long as he could be bad and she enjoyed his badness and his myriad of bad sides. She enjoyed the hard integument that…
A dirty and filthy man
He was dirty man. A dirty and filthy man. Dirty and filthy. But a clean man, physically speaking, with an unblemished physiognomy. His chiseled frame did in fact excite the opposite but not just the opposite sex his own sex lusted after this dirty this filthy man. He was meticulous and fastidious when it came…
RUMPELSTILTSKIN RESPUN
The spider from the gut spins the web. The wine from the jug spins the head. The word from the mouth spins the tale. From the sky to the earth the glider tailspins. “I am not here,” inside the head you hear the devil say, “the world to unconfuse. The failure of all being being…
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