Thursday, April 20, 2017

Rancid Astrophil 18

So much for god damned star lover -- that's me
So much grief caused by things earthly mortal
Ignorant crutch -- Jovian sky portal
Desolate butcher -- rancid cream -- fact free

The last god in me hates all I despair
Feckless god damned governmental pity
Can't stave of hunger or starvation's city
Can't fast unquick -- laud justices unfair

Torment this fucking looker on of star
Making beauty-physic fairer than far
Of that cosmopolitan cosmic plane
To what metropolitan caustic fame

Makes of this fucking bullshit days-end game
When frustration makes keyboard warrior sane

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