Poem -

At the Prison Show

At the Prison Show

I do so adore offensive things..

Unbridled debauchery..

Social anarchy
pissing down on the foundation
of what passes for normal conformity..

I can't ever be shocked enough..

Over stimulation
to my sense of propriety
is the opiate I crave..

Maybe cause I'm so damn bland..

My spirit of adventure
forever locked away in a gray prison
of self conscious paralysis..

An overly civilized citizen
always doing the right thing
as I've been programmed to do
by centuries of oppressive morality..

I do so envy the freaks and geeks
with all their flashy excesses
that go way beyond the boundaries
uptight peeps like me see only in dreams..

Unleashing our deepest liberating fantasies..

I do so adore offensive things..

Even if only as a voyeur spectator..

Which regrettably is all I'll ever be

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

If there's an Owner of the World...

Wouldn't you want to try and get a Meeting?

What if the Owner of the World owned...

The Universe...

Would you have questions if you could have a Meeting?

Do you think the Owner is going to start the conversation after Hello?

Wasn't it you who wanted the Meeting?

If you did...

Don't ask if they're hiring if you really don't want the job...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Steve Green

I would be thrilled to learn we even have an owner because I often wonder if abandoned us even do

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