Some kinds of fatigue
Are impervious to sleep
They are of the mind
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Where's the Glory?
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 Schieffelin7 days ago in Humor
Comments (10)
So true! Great senryu!
How very true this is! Perceptive, concise, perfect poetry.
Yes, that's soooo true! Loved your Senryu!
Or your children. Very well done!
That's the truth.
Publish or perish! You can do it! Do not succumb!
Poignant and profoundly blunt!
That is true. Beautiful poem and that image!
This feels like me a lot of the time to be honest. I dip in and out of this sorta mindset, mindstate! Well wrought, my good sir!
This was me last week