![]() 2017A Poem by Kenneth The Poet
it's 2016 and it appears
the pachyderms are playing games of contract bridge and whist in small circles, small circles where free time and skin color similarity are a dime per dozen and the jackasses are embroiled in an internal battle of the genders and where they live left of center back when the news distortionist whined and complained about the coming American ruination, America herself was in a drug haze but recovering from it and nowadays, she's checked herself into rehab but her recovery is probably mooted if the main competitors for ship's captain win outright she could convulse her into organ failure if a civil war or something worse occurs maybe but that's speculation now like that documentary was speculation then the whole truth of it all is this: politics is a farce in bronze, a shell game in stone, a legacy cast in carbonite and the doomsayers never seem to be right no matter how hard they try fractally wrong was the distortionist and fractally wrong was this poet it's 2016 and we're still here and 2017 is looking to be the same way
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4 Reviews Added on May 19, 2016 Last Updated on May 19, 2016 Author![]() Kenneth 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..Writing
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