ClockworkA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
the hirsute spouse keeps the
Veet corporation in business, while the fuckhead husband keeps their marriage on a highball glass of firewater the infant knows not their despair pre-birth, she only knows that pears taste yummy when mommy feeds her what does daddy know? just how to f**k up a good thing when it comes his way the end of the world came and went without a whimper and of course the apocalypse watchers reset their clocks to sometime in 2028 or whenever the asteroid is supposed to hit the planet right down the line even if they don't get it right next time but clockwork is a steady, repetitive beast, and the husband fails despite attempts to change changing out gears, springs, diodes and microchips is quite easy compared to the condition of the human heart a lot of times, it makes its own mistakes and blames the others around them the end of the world came and went without so much as a whimper, but the heart is always hurting, always whimpering let the extended family have their fun because the f*****g useless idiot had to ruin it for himself © 2013 Kenneth The PoetReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 8, 2013 Last Updated on January 8, 2013 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more.. |

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