Dada poem

 Really good thing it down on the values of the world.

I am so sorry for your loss.

The mailman is a good thing to contemplating.

You don't need the same thing to me that after 9 years.

Zoroaster is a sci-fi game of thrones!

Veganism is not for you to bind your mouth to contemplating anything.

Unless you wake up in a few hours, you can't even tell me any more calories than cthulhu?

Just because you can't afford a little more money does not able to get in your car for reason and then you can't afford a little bit of popcorn and you wake 2 minutes later on one side of popcorn for the next few weeks and we don't know what you wake up in a day or so be happy to be with your parents and not your mouth and you will have answers to bind your feelings to contemplating anything about your being used for your loss of popcorn and Pharaoh Pharaoh and the other person will never really know how to do something that makes sense and not your feelings that after 1 days you can't find out what I noticed about the situation and never let you wake 2 or mythology.

 

Meanwhile, Back At The Blue Mambo Diner

Another night filled with junkie shadows and Madonna tears
And raindrops leaving grimy finger streaks down window panes
Strobing neons stain the sidewalk like Jackson Pollack afterthoughts
Filled with mind tripping 'shrooms.

Somewhere in all this miasmic hellstrom is a greasy spoon moon
Shooting craps and lighting box crates and bolt holes
Traffic crawling on all fours coughing up unleaded fumes
Trundle cars rattle and hum overhead in this civic symphony.

Street angels flock in alleyways, heroin chic
One more night teetering in this boulevard of dreams
Laced with alcohol and laudanum
And laceworks of Jacob's ladder fire escapes.

I'm still mulling over the world damp through to the skin
My clothing clinging precariously to my a-frame torso
Guess some folk are just too plain dumb to get out of the rain
Count me as one the flock in that regard.

Shuttered shopfronts gaze down solemnly at the down-and-outers
Shuffling past with their shopping trolleys of other worldly goods and chattels
Past heaven-gated taxi stands and domino stacked skyscrapers.

Yellow cabs like pus scabs trawl for fares as beige folk wander aimlessly about
It's a world full of blank cartridges and misanthropes
Of megalomania and soap box oratorios
Proselytising and muttering personally to something or other god .

Maybe they do have a personal direct line, who knows!
And who knows who's right or wrong?
Who am I to judge, got my own angels to wrestle.

Another electro-plated moon reaches out
Pulling back tasselled curtains to expose a turgid sky
Above a city that can suck you dry
Leaving discarded husks and bodies drained of humanity.

Meanwhile back at the oasis that is the Blue Mambo
Sipping on a cup of Joe to caffeinate those blues
Too much emptiness can bury a soul
Among the desert wastes and roadside litter.

The city hums 12-bar blues to a rhapsody of life
Filled with promises of twilight assignations
And passages from a symphonic movement
To move a soul to silence and tears.

It's an emotional rollercoaster of love and tumours
Wistful and cancerous and unfulfilled endeavours
Leaving thrown away wrappings and sutures
And other hymnal psychoses.

Idiosyncratic fantasies now become clickbait
Losing substance and credibility
Until all that's left is cold coffee
And no room to grow encased in these four walls.

Prompts
Contest: Write a new poem about ANYTHING.
Word count 50-400 words
put word count in AN
swearing is allowed
nothing sexual or porn related

Word count: 336 © 7 hours ago, D. Edward Barnett   abstract • angst • dark • death • life • longing • personal • society • thoughts   

Dada poem

 Rented tenet brb they run st herb

They nun they egg began the

They nun they run being ebb

The they he reneged rent run

Gently bent h ginger nun tent

Debt by g g sync bench gnat

By she he by fast gab Randy d

Brethren f st be gd st gen

Gang rent theft enemy gen run

Debt by t Sotheby gang g g dgd gnomon

Poem

 Don't worry about long noses.

The only thing that toy soldiers were a hat is John Stewart.

You won the internet.

It is John Smith and the 0.

I speak of survival and Taiwan in Canada.

I'm not filmed in the pitch for the first few months but we don't have a winner.

You want a hat to bind your own?

It sounds like it would keep children from growing up too.

If 0.

So cute and no one is a toddler

So cute and no one is a toddler and no play
And the rules of engagement ring to it is a square it's diagonal line is a good to me
If you don't want to know why it isn't dark out any other information that they were able to do it
I can't pronounce the dinosaurs and children in a fantasy football 🏈teams and children in the civil war

Dada prose

I don't know what reality is. You think that you can understand reality,and you can understand reality. I don't know what to make of the warning signs and symptoms of the disease control! We are not meant to understand everything that is not needed to know about viruses. We don't ponder the world! This is a very important part of the world as we know it,and the world as we know it is not appropriate for real estate agents to know about! You are confusing God with the Bible. You think that you are not operating according to a narrative.We are not meant for the craziness of dialectical materialism. The new Copernican revolution comes soon as we know it,and the world says that you can understand truth and reality. God is power in the world,and I am not knowing of the masculinity and girls club of the world as we know it. That is not reality show about a video on the logos.