Devinull Poetry Archive 4- Curdled

Añadido: May 17, 2008

De: Devinul

Duración: 1:32

This is a comedic poem. I am curdled 02/08 I hate you all Hipsters scenesters insters outsters Gangsters wannabes gangsta wannabes Wannabe wannabes, wannabe almost-weres Olmost were never been Wanting have-nots Half-washed have-mores, Blackberry toting vegans On their next self-righteous kick, Christian hypocrites and phony hicks And earnest hicks, And let’s quit with the enunciating, I’m a misanthrope and it is all that I’m hating. Hate in manied flavors and all across the lighting spectrum, Hate’s become my wine while neglect’s my daily bread, I empathize with the men of shooting sprees, But all my atrocities are with a pen, I purge with ink without relent Alone I drink without regret. Far over an expiration date, Flung from any human sphere, So I cling to the remainder, The last stalk that’s yet to wilt, The only spring unvarnished, The last remnants holy to my soul, Sweet hate, my vinegar repast. So fuck you all: Old boomers young Y-ers Wry x-ers, Cloumnists hedonists zen dada postmodernists, Pundits fundies Critical massers SUV gassers, Dichotomies unities epistemologies, Black holes white dwarves regular suns, Peaceniks warniks good bad and neutral niks, Peptide leptides and all amino acids, Folkies punkers classical purists, Blacks and browns and blues and whites, And straights and gays and trans and dykes- All of y’all go fuck yourselves!

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