theperplexedpoet

[theperplexedpoet]

the words caught in my throat

I found the moment faded in the weathered halls of hope was incapacitated and the words caught in my throat as scorn was celebrated it was given cause to gloat with every action dated reading like it was a joke I heard the demon laughing as it looked me in the eye the final seconds passing and I knew I was to die was on the table crashing signs of life were all a lie I heard all they were asking but had no means to reply I found the moment fated as each the dreamers awoke in a world they created but of which they never spoke yet time was insulated by all that these hands provoke a lie corroborated by the words caught in my throat I heard the demon laughing but I knew I'd have my turn the final seconds passing from all that I could discern I took each of my lashings so that my death had been earned and although they were asking I still had so much to learn I found the moment faded found myself to be so too my pen was overrated just like that which it produced once hallowed halls were traded dams burst open right on cue and heart was demonstrated to no longer have value I heard the demon laughing as it looked me in the eye the final seconds passing and I knew I was to die was on the table crashing signs of life were all a lie I heard all they were asking but had no means to reply I found the moment faded in the weathered halls of hope was incapacitated and the words caught in my throat (2/4/25)

[theperplexedpoet]

resist

resist...the turn to coldness don't let them take your heart resist...to hate with boldness tearing families apart resist...cruel intentions where suffering's the aim resist such interventions see people not the game don't let them make you colder don't let them grind you down we've quite the load to shoulder to make it through this round that's why we have each other for it takes a village just to survive the plunder poison of their pillage resist...willful ignorance don't let them dumb you down resist...this dense governance demanding flesh in pounds resist...soundbite solutions meant only to distract resist all the pollution every treasonous act don't let them make you stupid don't let them make you sick truth won't be substituted for POTUS's bullshit we'll be our own fact-checkers that the right so despise as they act as protectors to despicable lies resist...corporate puppets don't let them sell it off resist...how they'll disrupt it and make us foot the cost resist...chaotic measures comforting enemies resist despotic pleasures assigned from overseas don't let them profit off us don't let them buy us out we are more than the losses they like to scream about our blood and tears aren't wages to sate the one percent to populate their pages and what they represent resist...the turn to coldness don't let them take your heart resist...to hate with boldness tearing families apart resist...cruel inventions the ones that they insist the point now is prevention it's time now to resist (1/30/25)

[theperplexedpoet]

they not like us (all apologies to Kendrick)

psst, I see rich people Hitler in the street, yo

Himmler's taking heat, yo heave ho, any progress made now gotta go class clown, ordering around tell him, “freeze, bro” Constitution all up in his ass crack wiping deep yo

what's with these jabroni-ass flunkies tryna be Washington the oligarchs can hate me, fuck 'em all and they drama the kind of optics that you got tryna force this adoption don't push too hard for you know you're incontinent beat your ass with your own Bible like God's watchin'

sometimes you gotta pop out and show tyrants certified boogeyman, we about to run the show on 'em look around, wholesale you know he got some ho in him stole on him, extortion, bully on the flo' again

say, Trump, when Epstein's list go'n come bet it's not because you know that you are one yeah you know that's the kind of list that you are on so make sure to hide all the women from him

they say that Hegs will take the 'nation and he'll tear it down it's party over country, playin' their war games now and Elon's still a headcase, why is he around a certified fuck boy? pervert-sized pedophile!

bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, Rob, fuck 'em up bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, I'ma write my stuff why you trollin' like a glitch? ain't you tired? tryna start a war and a crypto empire

they not like us, they not like us, they not like us they not like us, they not like us, they not like us

you think that We gon' let you disrespect her figure I think that Justice gon' go on and pull the trigger your cold fouls show that you was only pretedin' you an owl like Twin Peaks in need of pinchin', no

the people are not dumb, shape the stories how you want hey, Don, we're not slow corporate pockets deep, and you're still fishin' for commas yeah P always stood for profits, not for any campaign promise

you ain't flawless, just lawless, go catch a case for something well you did, but you hid 'hind the title you pumpin' y'all tyrants get a taster, and the hunger eats your brains like RFK's worm, that shit just makes you insane, penis

players get your hands out them coffers, infamous for system gaming we need to investigate and prosecute the abuses must get traction, need action, fuck his intent let's get hands-on, he finding out, he's finished

we fucked by Johnson and those GOP excuses and then of course by the huge dick-tator it produces now the J6'ers are home, y'all didn't deserve that pardon still he's stitchin' up the 'Tution, and planting weeds here in the garden

and your bros all got a hard-on, for predators move in flocks y'all's names gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch and the whole admin is made up of a buncha cocks ain't no live long and no prosper they sent it up to Spock, ay

put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ay calling me a lib, it's time that was stopped, ay leftist indoct and I've got some shit in stock, ay one, two, three, four, five, plus five, ay

devil is a lie, he's an imbecile's god, ay freaky-ass tyrants need to stay they ass inside, ay guillotines up and we got them a job, ay cities are back up, it's a must, we outside, ay

they not like us, they not like us, they not like us they not like us, they not like us, they not like us

once upon a time, all of us had some shame shits himself in public, (yuh) just another day Georgia was the tipping point if y'all had any brains bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game

the tyrant needed more votes just to make himself richer fast-forward, 2024, he's got the same agenda prosecution on his heels, for the checks to balance he just needed a way to escape each legal challenge

he's thine Fuhrer but you still ain't in his club (ay, what?) big baby got your civics so corrupt (what's that?) 45 gave you false street cred Musk made you cheer Nazi slime in your head (ay, what?) world over agrees it was a sieg heil (what's that?) Trump says it's good, but he's a pile

goes runnin' for office when he needs a few dollars he's a stone cold racist, just a hateful colonizer former and latter, and the truth of the matter it was our plan to show y'all the liar

Mm, mm-mm He a fat, he a fat, he a fat (mm), he a fat, he a fat, he a

freaky ass tyrant he's an imbecile's god freaky ass tyrant he's an imbecile knob hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

freaky ass tyrant he's an imbecile's god freaky ass tyrant he's an imbecile knob hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

let me hear you say, "No, Bozo!" (no, Bozo) "No, Elon's ho" (no, Elon's ho) and stop his play, stop that play and stop his play, stop that play

see how corrupt? say “Lock him up!” stand in his way, in his way stand in his way, in his way

(1/27/25)

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culture jamming

disrupt the signal to scam the vultures it is critical we jam the culture expose the methods of domination the system's fetid manipulations attempt to grandstand through its aggressions this will not stand, man this court's in session disrupt the signal to scam the vultures caught in the middle lets jam the culture expose the methods of the string-pullers before we're bested this mass grave fuller was formed and fitted with ill intentions too long permitted given attention disrupt the signal to scam the vultures it is critical we jam the culture expose the methods those mediated that Sam has vetted and violated this was the grand plan with its aggressions this will not stand, man endeth the lesson disrupt the signal to scam the vultures caught in the middle lets jam the culture expose the methods and all they're planning the system's fetid needs culture jamming (1/25/25)

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the universe is speaking

so speak to me in symbols the language of your love and I will seek the meaning of that which you speak of together in a chorus of souls becoming one so speak to me in symbols as you have always done the universe is speaking so open up our eyes there's no use in pretending it comes as no surprise she's always talking to us one need only listen tune into her frequency make it our life's mission the universe is speaking so see the common threads for each runs deep with meaning just waiting to be read she's always talking to us and hoping to be heard tune into her frequency and pick up every word so speak to me in symbols the language of your love and I will seek the meaning of that which you speak of together in a chorus of souls becoming one so speak to me in symbols as you have always done the universe is speaking it is not hard to try to see what she manifests right there before our eyes she's always talking to us in pictures worth their words always there to assist with the fray that we've entered so speak to me in symbols the language of your love and I will seek the meaning of that which you speak of together in a chorus of souls becoming one so speak to me in symbols as you have always done the universe is speaking it is not hard to find look with more than just the eyes one must see with their mind she's always talking to us to guide us on our way tune into her frequency see what she has to say so speak to me in symbols the language of your love and I will seek the meaning of that which you speak of (1/19/25)

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democracy died in the Amazon™

democracy died in the Amazon™ with A.I. pall bearers to boot was Post'd at midnight in Washington 21 finger-gun salute and the Bezos empire still beating on while we all now live in the dark democracy died in the Amazon™ at the hands of its oligarch so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight the hate has swelled, taken over the right as such we find ourselves in this new Reich so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight democracy died in the Amazon™ at altars of dollars and cents monopolized mediums getting on with interests voted against and the Bezos empire still beating on while we all now live in the dark democracy died in the Amazon™ part of its corporate trademark so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight the hate has swelled, taken over the right as such we find ourselves in this new Reich so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight democracy died in the Amazon™ and there its eulogy was blocked was Post'd at midnight in Washington but was uploaded to TikTok and the Bezos empire still beating on while we all now live in the dark democracy died in the Amazon™ we watched as they picked it apart so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight the hate has swelled, taken over the right as such we find ourselves in this new Reich so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight democracy died in the Amazon™ with A.I. pall bearers to boot was Post'd at midnight in Washington 21 finger-gun salute (1/18/25)

[theperplexedpoet]

tears on Mulholland

tears rain on Mulholland the body has been shed righteous man has fallen and God is proclaimed dead smoke on the horizon blue petals on the rose life's an absurd drive-in with only midnight shows here we lost the lynchpin that came to us in grace the world unknown since then feels a different place tears fall on Mulholland the altar has been razed let us find no fault then the time demands us brave hard to sympathize when the loss is this profound life's an absurd drive-in with technicolor sound here we lost the lynchpin that came to us in grace left us with a dark twin a hole in time and space tears flood down Mulholland hear the signal carried dreamer's days turn sullen God is dead and buried all the drive-in offers are deep drinks from the well for this is the water and now this is farewell (1/17/25)

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broke in the mind of midnight (not the hero's journey)

broke in the mind of midnight as flames first touched my soul saw clearly in the daylight would not make it out whole a riddle born of insights an assemblage of roles not intended to unite not destined for parole thought this the hero's journey but alas, it was not thought the flames couldn't hurt me now I'm but ash and rot broke in the mind of midnight once fire was introduced it seems pain penned the invite by which I was seduced it fed the pen its insights tinged each piece it produced and I embraced it despite knowing what it induced thought this the hero's journey but alas, I was wrong thought that I would be learning as such, I went along broke in the mind of midnight 'neath the flames of desire to my enemy's delight I walked upon the wire each of the pieces incite their own sort of empire and though they never fit right wore them in fated fires thought this the hero's journey but alas, it was not thought the flames couldn't hurt me now I'm but ash and rot broke in the mind of midnight as flames first touched my soul saw clearly in the daylight was not meant to be whole (1/14/25)

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I relent (deep within the final hour)

beyond the scope of reason from the silence that turns sour still I'm stuck in this season deep within the final hour here seconds are eternal time moves without making sense each moment is diurnal 'tis only I that relents as more blood inks the pages from the pen that tore the flesh been suffering for ages from wounds that have remained fresh here seconds are eternal hence how a whole life has passed the fight was kept internal all the while the writer trapped was refilling the inkwell an act of restitution or did it simply compel these crimson contributions beyond the scope of reason from the silence that turns sour still I'm stuck in this season deep within the final hour here seconds are eternal and the writer feels each one the motives seem infernal each of them burns like the sun still more blood inks the pages torn directly from the flesh been suffering for ages from wounds that have remained fresh was in these times of treason with moves made to empower and nothing to believe in that I was made to cower beyond the scope of reason from the silence that turns sour still I'm stuck in this season deep within the final hour here seconds are eternal time moves without making sense each moment is diurnal 'tis only I that relents (1/13/25)

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stupid is as stupid does

long ago our motto was stupid is as stupid does Mama knew the score back then things have only gotten worse multiply it now by ten call up and arrange a hearse coming in a D.O.A. seems we never stood a chance we perfected the dumb play broadcast as fair and balanced we can't have nice things because stupid is as stupid does Mama knew the score back then boy if she could see us now see how we've embraced this sin she'd be anything but proud anti-intellectuals long ago had taken root flowering perennials baring all this rotten fruit this has always been what was stupid is as stupid does Mama knew the score back then saw the forest and the trees now we can't see either when they are burning acres deep and every line has its faults some so large they're tectonic still we're shook by the results that's more-or-less (Morissette) ironic long ago our motto was stupid is as stupid does Mama knew the score back then and she knew where it would lead saw the dumbing down begin how we stood by it proudly now so brazen and so bold in our Idiocracy hearts trail minds into the cold and the rest is history we can't have nice things because stupid is as stupid does Mama knew the score back then things have only gotten worse yeah we hit the ground runnin' went so fast we came in first (1/13/25)

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we are the cat food

for now I am we see that he is the cold, selfish vector we've no protector here comes the bird flu what can we do aren't you disturbed too goo goo g'joob who is the bird man he is the bird man we are the cat food and boy are we screwed here is the bird flu karma comes due in time for Trump II goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob so check your cities oh yes, my pretties it's our time to go we all need to know here comes the bird flu turn of the screw death can be heard too goo goo g'joob who is the bird man he is the bird man we are the cat food and boy are we screwed here is the bird flu an impromptu pandemic drive thru goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob crabalocker meme sling coming from the unseen dropping in just for fun derail the discussion here comes the bird flu goo goo g'joob we'll get the word through this bird's for you who is the bird man he is the bird man and boy are we screwed we are the cat food (1/12/25)

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D.E. why?

D.E. why? the answer is systemic, generational, endemic your ignorant polemic doesn't change how we got in it you want to condemn something do the history that made it and what we were becoming for that is what should be hated but not while pompous blowhards to whom privilege is a right so maniacally go hard with the panic of the white you want to condemn something you know, the mirror is right there I wish that it was stunning how very little that you care but too dumb to acknowledge the true exclusionary ways we conscripted privilege simply promotes more of those days the answer is systemic, generational, endemic your ignorant polemic doesn't change how we got in it you want to condemn something take on this manipulation don't act like it is nothing that it hasn't shaped our nation your ignorance isn't bliss it's callous and corrupting the pride of your prejudice is just so fucking disgusting the answer is systemic, generational, endemic your ignorant polemic doesn't change how we got in it you did it with AntiFa soundbite-like abbreviation as to not say what it was that was sourcing your frustration don't want to call it what it is to do so makes you the asshole admitting you are a fascist but you do not want the hassle it's pretty much the same look that shines from 'neath the illusion that our culprit and our crook is diversity, equity and inclusion the answer is systemic, generational, endemic your ignorant polemic doesn't change how we got in it D.E. why? because you're a fucking racist (1/11/25)

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act change

atmospheric conditions apocalyptic sunsets we need an intermission to know things aren't quite done yet could merely be an act change or it could now be the end dynasty of the deranged was foolishly ushered in breaths held, bracing for impacts and the damage of their sins could merely be a new act or it could now be the end atmospheric conditions apocalyptic sunsets we need an intermission to know things aren't quite done yet could merely be an act change or this could now be the end don't normalize the deranged any more than they have been don't let them spew these attacks like some toxic take on spin could merely be a new act or this could now be the end atmospheric conditions apocalyptic sunsets we need an intermission to know things aren't quite done yet could merely be an act change or it could now be the end compulsions of the deranged go unchecked and unchallenged as such we must all fight back here against such greedy trends could merely be a new act or it could now be the end atmospheric conditions apocalyptic sunsets we need an intermission to know things aren't quite done yet how long must we entertain all these mad machinations could merely be an act change or last act of this nation (1/10/25)

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the hands on the face

the hands on the face leave traces of regret as time sets a pace that with grace, we've not met that leaves us displaced in its waste with the threat of being debased interlaced with its debts giving dimension unyielding, will betray without exemption it sets us to decay it makes no mention for what is there to say master of tension power on full display the hands on the face leave traces of regret as time sets a pace that with grace, we've not met that leaves us displaced in its waste with the threat of being debased interlaced with its debts having dominion beyond our scale and scope with no intention of easing off the rope one we don't mention is wrapped around our throat not an opinion nary a plea for hope the hands on the face leave traces of regret as time sets a pace that with grace, we've not met that leaves us displaced in its waste with the threat of being debased interlaced with its debts giving dimension unyielding, will betray without exemption it sets us to decay (1/0925)

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the altar of Zuck (our ignorance is willful)

we're deep in the era of the alternative fact been handed down from above there was no time to act so raise up your deflectors and decry and defame as the Facebook fact-checkers are retiring in shame we're deep in the era of talking out of one's ass done with anything but love still they're given a pass so raise up your deflectors up your derailing game cause the Facebook fact-checkers are retiring in shame our ignorance is willful it's our god-given right so dumb now that it's skillful and becomes an insight worthy of being offered at the altar of Zuck by those who don't see water and couldn't give a fuck we're deep in the era of just making this shit up found that it fit like a glove so we let it erupt now raise up your deflectors disabuse and disclaim for the Facebook fact-checkers have all died from their shame our ignorance is willful it's our god-given right so dumb now that it's skillful and becomes an insight worthy of being offered at the altar of Zuck by those who don't see water and couldn't give a fuck we're deep in the era of the alternative fact they're deep in the pockets, bruv and they ain't coming back so raise up your deflectors to disturb and to drain now the Facebook fact-checkers have all died from their shame our ignorance is willful it's our god-given right so dumb now that it's skillful and becomes an insight worthy of being offered at the altar of Zuck by those who don't see water and couldn't give a fuck (1/08/25)

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Team Temu (our cup runneth over)

hoist it up on your shoulders don't let them see you quit yes, our cup runneth over and they've filled it with shit like the swamps filled before that when they claimed they done good that too was nothing but crap that cost more than it should yes, was pretty much all crap that cost more than it should so make way for Team Temu to take over the Hill and just watch as they seem to make it all the worse still bidders fall over themselves to buy-in while its low Admin made up of incels and of fascist tech bros wave good-bye to compassion bid mercy a farewell both have gone out of fashion in this fascistic hell hoist it up on your shoulders don't let them see you quit yes, our cup runneth over but they've filled it with shit like the swamps filled before that when they claimed they done good that too was nothing but crap that cost more than it should yes, was pretty much all crap we lost more than we should it's the Dollar Tree Admin everything has to go but don't ask how this happened cause they don't wanna know you can see from the price tag that things are priced to move this American Reichstag rides the emperor's groove so wave good-bye to reason bid sanity farewell both have gone out of season since democracy fell hoist it up on your shoulders don't let them see you quit yes, our cup runneth over and they've filled it with shit like the swamps filled before that when they claimed they done good that too was nothing but crap that cost more than it should yes, was pretty much all crap that cost more than it should so make way for Team Temu to take over the Hill and just watch as they seem to make it all the worse still (1/08/25)

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the show it must go on

the show it must go on but the story's concluded it broke before the dawn as everything polluted the right became the wrong and cycles were repeated we knew it all along it's why we got so heated the show it must go on though this chapter's concluded the account overdrawn fees have been instituted the right became what's wrong hope itself was unseated we knew it all along but warnings went unheeded calling out for curtain in a panic set to brawl one thing is for certain it's not time for it to fall the show it must go on story's can be rebooted the final word belongs not to those who've colluded in right becoming wrong our grace being depleted we knew it all along still needs to be repeated calling out for curtain in a panic set to brawl one thing is for certain we've kept writing on the wall the show it must go on but stories must be rooted back before hope was gone and everything polluted the right became the wrong the greed and hate they feed it we knew it all along and we don't fucking need it calling out for curtain in a panic set to brawl one thing is for certain we're not here to let it fall calling out for curtain perceiving us as a threat one thing is for certain this show isn't over yet (1/07/25)