Monday's Men's Room Massacre
Starting week, with an empty cup of joy
Weekend hangover attached with that,
Avoid bombardment of questions
Ducking into a paper littered desk
Shortly, in wakening consciousness
Feeling pains of stomach punishment
From Friday, Saturday, and Sunday charades
Only the bathroom holds
My place of confession.
Behold it's Monday,
Men's room air smells of death
All things deposited inside have died
Now come out screaming
Luck be by side
If there's an open space for behind
Where then on I can commence to it's murder.
Beware.....to innocent relievers
That wander into there
When more than one
Killings have been committed
Remember we tried to keep it under wraps
Let us be in piece, mind your own business.
Give it ten, no make it twenty
For death lingers on
Never fear....the sins released
That brought relief, we left them here.
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Hey Devon  this is very funny . The stench of death in the bathroom.  You had me laughing reading this write.  I have lived this with my ex and there were some funny moments.  Great write. I enjoyed this and can relate bro. Cheers rockÂ
Who knows why this sick idea came to my mind that bathrooms probably smell worse on Mondays lol. Thanks for the laugh Rock, I was worried my tone would throw the reader off. I have some pretty bad massacres and my wife gets disgusted, at my mother in laws I have to go downstairs if I need to go number two lol. Much love and respect respect brother.
Hey D!!........"Ya filthy animal!!" (LOL)...........definitely a porcelain, odorific, look into the true stench of poetic license ~ smiles............you're creative.........gotta hand it to you bro!..........thanx for the smiles.........later...........T xo
Hey T, keep the change lol. I was telling Rock and Cherie I came up with a title and this just took a stinky life of it's own. Definitely was hoping to get some smiles and laughter when I posted this. Thanks for letting me know I put a smile on your face. Peace brother.
Hey Devon, lovely naughty nasty write. You got me laugh, this are the imaginations we keep in our heads, well written. I love this, Naughty but Nice. Great job.Cheers.
Thank you Cleo lol. Have to remember to stay away from that place come Monday. Much love and respect to you.
I had to read the comments to understand that the poem is ironic, hahahahahahaha, there I leave my first impression of the writing.
If there is a news section which never decays and causing impact and feeling, without any doubt that section is The Black Chronicle. All countries have their light and his dark, and in that darkness are are committed a day after another torture and most abominable crimes against people and animals, from those frenzied masses that collectively massacred in Spain a bull, until those psychopaths of the Quran which wild massacred their victims in front of a TV camera , passing through that string of racist crimes, macho, sexist and hate that fill the news of the world, The Black Chronicle is linked to the history of humanity and of diseases of the mind.
Devon poem reflects it perfectly, ugly clouds us the mind and the heart, but as the song says...
"Hard that is really accurate, absolute but it is never sad, what does not support is another reading, or another version"
A greeting.
Hello Lucas, how have you been? I try to avoid the news and especially that section of the paper, for its disurbing acts of lure hatred between men and or women. I know my title sounds bad but it is intended to be humorous as to why I threw everyone off who read it I just thought it had a great ring to it. You are truly a wise man Lucas and I agree with the way they kill thr bull in that old world tradition is cruel, im not a fan of that. Always enjoy your comments and stopping by my page. Have a great day Lucas.
Lol, Thanks Hennis my friend. I came up with this title and thought it would be good to do a fun write with some humor with a bit of the new style ive been adapting to. It is great all these things you pointed out and how I was able to accomplish them was creating a scenario that all can relate by creating a sort of different humorous write which I really enjoyed writing. Glad you thought it was worthy enough to favorite. You brought a smile to my face with this comment. Much love and respect for you brother.
Humor and smile are possibly today more necessary that I also write poems and humor stories, ever, I am finishing a story staging an inquisitorial trial set in the 1950s, hahahahaha, worthy of Arthur Miller witch hunt.
A greeting.
Lucas let me know when your done so u can Check it Out.