Friday, November 26, 2010

The Cosmic Poet At Large

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under the tree of
fleeting fate he sits
he lost his wife
his wealth his health
in karmic installments
in bits now completely
down in the pits
everyone that passes by
a few coins of guilt
on his fucked face spit
incomplete poems
floating in
the amniotic womb
of his mind
no he has not
yet lost his wit
satirizing the soul
of dumb human
society the
quintessential culprit
many a times
he attempted
to cut his
bloodless wrist
make an
honorable exit
once and for all
fuck the Internet
write his final obit
but doomed destiny
holding him
in the jaws of
his kundalini
would not permit
his body from
his fucked soul
would not split
once barefeet
bejeweled
in a crazy outfit
now in tatters
mired in shit
a blogger bandit
in debt
to his poetic credit
playing out
his part in a cosmic
chaotic skit
the fire under
his multi colored ass
that god lit
only death
for the time being
he has managed
to outwit
imaginatively
holding on to a
blog goddess
voluptuous
overladen tit
cavernous twat
her phallic clit

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