Lying awake under a blanket of secrets,
Insistent thoughts blaring silent alarms.
Arguments with gullible parts of myself,
Repeating lines from your Homerian epic.
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Cylinders of sunlight pierce the gray prison,
Heavy with dust that shift like your words,
Embers of truth buried beneath layered lies.
Ardent yellow beams lie gently on your lips,
Treacherous poison coated thickly in honey,
Elucidating clouded pools disguised as springs,
Reveal yesterday’s promises, drowned
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Kenny Penn
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In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin4 days ago in Humor
Comments (8)
You are on fire lately 😁
You punctured liars and cheaters alike with this deft acrostic!
Love this, Kenny. Wonderfully done <3
Great acrostic, Kenny! Such rich imagery!
Whoa!!! That ending says it all. Nicely done, my friend!
Liar and cheater. Your lines were beautiful. But I hope this isn't based on what someone actually did to you
“Insistent thoughts blaring silent alarms” is such a brutally realistic way of putting it, my goodness! Amazing word choice all throughout :)
Nice,Kenny. I liked the embers of thrush followed by ardent yellow beams … honey - descriptive words for the feeling!