The Madness Has Just Begun

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

taken from my book, "With Insanity And Medication For All"

The Madness Has Just Begun


There is no vegetable that I know of

That thinks it's a piece of meat

But there are these hos that I know

That think they are decent ladies

There is no show I'd rather see

Than the one where the sluts get fucked

By ev'ry one

As time drags on

And the demons in our minds

Shape the way we live our lives

I can think of nothing better

Than hos that like to be eaten out

By who ever

As they straddle the heads

That go down on them

Nobody has to know why my dick is so hard

They just have to suck me off 'til my dick cums

If I learn nothing about today

I will go home and blow my brains

Out of my head that seems to be lost

And out of the wreckage

That binds me like salad dressing

The birdies sing me to sleep

And pee comes out of my thing

But you will not know what is so wrong

With any of my thoughts

As my "ding dong" starts to rust

And pussy floods my mind

Making me lose my head with frustration

Until I can't take it anymore

And just have to fuck a whore

The pancake breakfasts of mornings before

Seem to not understand

What I'm thinking of

But it's not my fault if I can't fuck

There's just nobody to fuck

As the world around me

Continues to have sex without me

But are they gonna send me to the whore house?

I'd like to think it was that simple

But fuckin' an Asian would be like

Fuckin' my mother

So my world is over

Until they bring back white hookers

Which ain't gonna happen

So I'm just waitin' around

For the stars to fall from the sky

Nobody is any longer entirely mine

As bacon cheese burgers fill up my belly

And I am left to feel funny

The solitude that is my life

Gets under my skin

And I have to live it

Like "when will life ever begin?"

'Cause Fritos aren't going to fall from the skies

Nobody's gonna care if I die

Only the bean baggie

Will pick itself back up

And give a fuck

If flies don't show up for lunch

Which is why I call food

My "only love"


02-08-'20 #1

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: February 09, 2020

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Nice ending. I like how you intermingle the food items throughout your poem. It seems random but It's a basic need that you keep bringing up. I like the first two lines about meat and vegetables.

Mon, February 10th, 2020 5:50am


Thank you. I seem to bring up food a lot. I only eat 2 meals a day. And I burn it all out of my by riding a bike everywhere I go. So I am always starving. Never going to afford a third meal of the day. Not on my fixed income. Like ever. So I'm always gonna think about food all the time. Being poor sucks. But don't get me started on that.

Tue, February 11th, 2020 4:21pm

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