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Foxnews and Bible

Foxnews and Bible

Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.(Songs 2:15)

 
 
Social Media has become
 
my
 
S
 
&
 
my
 
M:
 
My substitute for
 
sex and
 
masterbation...
 
 
I am lured
to the whorehouse
 
of things exposed,
 
from the benign pussy memes
 
to the malicious lashing out
against covenanted partners
 
in Democratic civil union
(even if they do deserve it)
 
This abusive relationship
harms my eyes and receptors
 
And in a typical case of Psych 101,
I fight back with rough play;
 
cursing the hand that feeds me
 
(while it unbuttons my bra unconsented)
 
Am I so fucking lonely!
Really?
 
 
...that I fall for this every friggen time!
 
Don't I have a life to live?

Why do I feed this beast:
This journal of my sins made public
 
This loss of face
that books up my hours
 
for escapdes that leave me
 
empty and emotionally naked
and ashamed;
 
disgraced and
 
shrinking
 
to
 
oblivion
 
 

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Marion

Fantastic powerful ( pissed off) write...love it ?

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author
al Bikaadi

Many thanks Marion ❤? (That's [partly] what poetry is for, I believe ? Lol)

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