dinsdag 26 februari 2019

Neither the smell nor the taste of the popcorn is the same as it used to be.




The snow came hard and fast
piled up high and closed all the schools.

The children free from
the restraints of education
frolicked and rode sleighs and
build sexually and racially ambigious snowpersons
in vacant lots for these kids
did not have front or backyards.

Now some of the these snowpersons
had snowboobs
and some had snowpenises
and some actually had both,

and they all had noses made of half eaten carrots
and big smiles that sucked on
hashpipes stolen from older siblings

After a few days
the snowpersons of ambigious gender
began to change from snow white to a darker shade
do to all the soot and dirt
from the factories and highways surroundings
the neighborhoods filled with vacant lots.

And the faces of the snowpersons changed
from snowwhite to what some said was off black
And someone with too much time on their hands
made a photo of the now darker snowpersons
with ambigious gender
and posted it online accusing the children of
building ambigious snowpersons with blackface.

And the children shrugged their shoulders and
said they had no idea what the adults were
talking about

and the Academy Awards happened and
many people said oooh and aaah and
Martin Luther King is still dead
and so is Malcolm X and Abraham Lincoln too
and who is suprised that John Wayne was a racist and
Spike Lee finally
won an Oscar and some other people
didn’t.

And an artist wore a tuxedo dress that made
a social political impact upon the red carpet
and probably cost more to produce
than most people earn in a month

and well those snowpersons covered in soot
continued to smoke their hashpipes and didn’t seem bothered
and some people went a bit crazy on social media about the snowpersons
and the Oscars and even tweeted attacks
aimed at the local children who had built the snowpersons
of ambigious gender calling them racists
and the t.v. talkshows went blah blah blah about the Oscars and
the snowpersons of ambigious gender and race
and many people spoke very self righteously about it all
as many many people seemed to enjoy doing so
and many white people scratched their heads and
many black people did the same thing
but for different reasons

and eventually the weather cleared up and the children
had to go back to school
and they continued playing together upon playgrounds
that had been built between factories and highways
and the swings there were also covered in soot

and a few days later the sun came out and the temperature rose
and those snowpersons of ambigious gender and race
well they just melted away and all that was left
in their place were hashpipes lying
in pools of dirty water, with a few pebbles that had been used as eyes
and a couple of half eaten carrots that had days before been noses.

And most people enjoyed the thaw
while others knew that
there was always another deep freeze
on the way
one day.

donderdag 21 februari 2019

A daily mantra for those with a fast food diet



Make a structure,
set a goal,
let the chaos of the universe
fill that hole.

cherish your contradictions,
bath once a week in hypocrisy
and make sure you floss twice a day
in self doubt.

Use vitriol instead of vitamins
to fortify ones immunity against the irritation of the assholes around you.
Stretch your hamstrings, your quads and
your threshold for toleration
each and every day.

Know that the game of intergration is played upon
an uneven playingfield where
even if most of the players are black that
the ball is almost aways in
the white teams court.

Eat Spaghetti O’s right out of the can with a silverspoon,
recognize the politics baked into all those puff pastry promises as nothing more than salted butter flour and
hot air.

And that sulphur that you smell
well that is the skin of so many human souls burning
for, Hell on earth will be the real game changer
as we are told to bend over and spread our ass cheeks
as we all wait to be fucked 
by global warming.

blah blah

Poetry blah blah
blah blah poetry

It’s not what you think but think you know. 6

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