Stream of Consciousness Poem....

[Cinizter]

Jelly for mortar
seven hundred tins and more
I build a Spam house

stream of consciousness, big blue helium Sun, unmarked hydrogen bomb, artsy jazz poem meter, wifebeater in a whitebeater,
I've never beaten those kids, I've never abused those kids, I don't put my own selfish desire before my children.
I put my own selfish desire before my country because,
My country hung me out to dry
My country is just waiting for me to die
So they can cash in my Social Security number
America Inc. has the winning ticket
picket signs and pop culture bad boys
I never implied that pop is bad, pop is the best sex I ever had,
I think that the underground/indie circuit is EVIL
full of bloodsuckers living in excess, Mr. Hollywood by day
soup kitchen loyalist by night
blood-sugar-sex-magik is a mainstay at the Stadium Arcadium
where Californication is king and Freddy Mercury is Queen
if you know why the caged bird sings then sing-along
I don't love the drugs what we had was just a fling
it wasn't a Baltimore love-thing
hip-hop is dead, this is its afterlife and,
Utopia is the Greek word for "no place", how ironic
an imaginary ideal state
I planned this cantos in 100 parts
(but it continued well pass that).
composed of Greek and Latin legend, Oriental lore and spam poetry
I'ma be gone way past November...look, mind for sale: Mint condition,
manufactured circa '88, buy one get one free
and if it turns out ot be broken don't bring it back to me
A mind is the last thing I need, I need THC by the pound
I need angeldust sprinkled on my weed















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van go-Jamhuri
Goodbye-Jamhuri

[Jukon]

Different piece from you..but still enjoyed the poetic approach.

stream of consciousness, big blue helium Sun, unmarked hydrogen bomb, artsy jazz poem meter, wifebeater in a whitebeater,
I've never beaten those kids, I've never abused those kids, I don't put my own selfish desire before my children.
I put my own selfish desire before my country because,
My country hung me out to dry
My country is just waiting for me to die
So they can cash in my Social Security number
America Inc. has the winning ticket
Interesting what you had to say, but I agree 100%. I like the REAL feeling behind it..different for a poetry piece..

picket signs and pop culture bad boys
I never implied that pop is bad, pop is the best sex I ever had,
I think that the underground/indie circuit is EVIL
full of bloodsuckers living in excess, Mr. Hollywood by day
soup kitchen loyalist by night
blood-sugar-sex-magik is a mainstay at the Stadium Arcadium
where Californication is king and Freddy Mercury is Queen
I'm wondering if this is supposed to be funny or not, I find it humorous in a way haha. I hope that doesn't offend you.

if you know why the caged bird sings then sing-along
I don't love the drugs what we had was just a fling
it wasn't a Baltimore love-thing
hip-hop is dead, this is its afterlife and,
Utopia is the Greek word for "no place", how ironic
an imaginary ideal state
I planned this cantos in 100 parts
(but it continued well pass that).
composed of Greek and Latin legend, Oriental lore and spam poetry
I'ma be gone way past November...look, mind for sale: Mint condition,
manufactured circa '88, buy one get one free
and if it turns out ot be broken don't bring it back to me
A mind is the last thing I need, I need THC by the pound
I need angeldust sprinkled on my weed
This...makes me think. It's like you had so many elements and topics in this but you twisted them and tied them all together. And I'm curious as to what YOUR ideal/concept was.

Overall I really liked this piece, like I said way different than what I'm used to reading from you but stilllll really enjoyed it. Keep it up.