eating...a poem of our times...

topic posted Sun, April 1, 2007 - 3:49 PM by  ultra
Eating


we are feeding today
on the bones of ancestors
and the wings of angels
we are feasting at the table
of guests
who have left the abode
drinking the wine of tears
shed for us
by those in the past
who saw the future
we are all forked
spooning out our love
cutting the bread of days
with a knife of impatience
we are grilling our eyes
with the sights of our world
tell the chef that the meal
is burning
please pass me the salt
that i may pour it into the wound
which also functions
as my mouth
djones 3/23/07
posted by:
ultra
Seattle
  • Re: eating...a poem of our times...

    Tue, April 3, 2007 - 11:39 AM
    Is that truly bad? I'm thinking that although it is jaded, it isn't bad poetry...
    • Re: eating...a poem of our times...

      Tue, April 3, 2007 - 11:43 AM
      Hmm...it does appear to be scattered far and wide on tribe. Are you working on poems here and there?
      • Re: eating...a poem of our times...

        Tue, April 3, 2007 - 1:16 PM
        yes...and i will post a bad poem after i get back from work...gotta get dressed now and go make money...
        • Re: eating...a poem of our times...

          Tue, April 3, 2007 - 2:17 PM
          Bad
          is like your pouty butthole
          spitting pesto remnants
          Spanish tile salmonella
          fishguts; a pile of dead beerflies
          a carpet of chili verde
          ramshackled across my dharma
          larval wriggling
          an evolving rat turd
          a mexican jumping bean
          the vendor
          shakes his puppet by the bag.
          he says it's fifty cents
          and you
          Fashionably insensitive
          can't talk him down
          Money is the evil of the world
          Corporate greed!
          Hallyberton! Nike!
          Where are my ruby slippers?
          • Re: eating...a poem of our times...

            Tue, April 3, 2007 - 11:50 PM
            FUCK YOU 13 TIMES

            FUCK YOU
            GRONOLA EATING
            NUTS AND FLAKES
            FEEDING OFF
            MOMMY AND DADDY'S
            CORPORATE ASSES

            FUCK YOU
            I'D RATHER EAT
            LUMPY OATMEAL WITH
            REAL BUTTER
            AND BROWN SUGAR

            AND GOD KNOWS
            AIN'T NO BROWN SUGAR
            ROUND THESE PARTS

            JUST PURE
            COCAINE WHITE
            POWDERED SUGAR
            BAD FOR THE TEETH
            OF YOUR MANHOOD

            FUCK YOU
            YOU SHY AWAY
            FROM AN ARGUMENT
            LIKE A PUSSY FROM A HARD DICK
            OR A HOUSE CAT
            FROM A SEWER RAT

            FUCK YOU
            AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN
            FUCK YOU
            WITH YOUR TIE DYED
            TIED UP DYED IN THE WOOL
            PIECE OF SHIT CULTURE

            FUCK YOU
            YOU COULDN'T STAND
            ON YOUR OWN TWO FEET
            WITHOUT AN IDEOLOGICAL PROP
            TO HOLD YOUR
            SAGGING ASS UP

            FUCK YOU
            YOU FALL BACK
            ON SOMETHING YOU READ
            IN A BOOK
            SOMEONE GAVE YOU
            BECAUSE THEY HAD
            NO OPINION OF
            THEIR OWN

            FUCK YOU
            WITH YOUR INDECISIVE
            CO-DEPENDENT, ALL ASSUMING
            GENERALIZING, WIMPY
            LUKE WARM ASSESSMENT
            OF THE PRESENT DAY WORLD

            FUCK YOU
            A MAC-10 SHOULD BLOW
            THAT SEMI-HIPPIE, YOUGHURT YUPPIE
            CAFE COMMUNIST, SIDEWALK SOCIALIST LOOK
            OFF YOUR FUCKING FACE

            FUCK YOU
            ALL YOUR FAGS AND DYKES
            CAN KISS MY POLITICALLY
            INCORRECT BLACK ASS

            FUCK YOU
            ALL THE HEART OF A HICCUP
            AND THE SOUL
            OF A GHOST
            WHAT DO YOU KNOW
            ABOUT LIVING

            FUCK YOU
            FUCK OFF AND DIE

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