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the buzz.
by Jared Fladelandkiss the king kindly;
wrapped around wings, whispers
toppled with tragic transfigurations.
talking over therapeutic tea
about every asinine agenda
ever imagined. Entire enterprises
focused on fictional facts,
dramatic statements dealing directly
with ignorant wise-crack whimpers.
god bless gold, granite
monuments surpassing memories, making
heroes from homespun habitual
liars. Such large, looming
ominous clouds over our
capitol building, completely corrupt.
04/03/2008 Posted on 04/03/2008
Copyright © 2024 Jared Fladeland
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 04/03/08 at 03:26 PM I like this succinct style! MFS |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 04/03/08 at 05:26 PM Nicely said Jared! May the lightening in those ominous clouds scare the hell out of those inside so that they feel inclined to work for the people not on the people. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 04/07/08 at 04:07 PM Great stuff, loved this line, "making heros from homespun habitual liars" |
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