Chaste and Desiccated Artifact [Today's News Poem, July 27, 2012]
To handle such delicate artifacts
Requires the willpower of righteousness.
The blossoms sing yellow then pollinate
To wilt and die, fruiting papayas
Of knowledge: harsh bitterness flavors them.
Guide your vagina with caution my darling
Men are not worthy of trust or the children
All of this rubbing might summon like genies.
Only a God should approach your internals;
God should emit from the center of woman.
I have control of my body at last:
I eat only vegan food,
I have strangled my penis to death
And have rescued the earth from it.
No lover is responsible enough for me,
Hot enough for me,
In love enough with me.
So I have rescued the world
From my flirting on subways
And gallons of my semen.
God should be proud of me.
I have given my self to humanity at last.
Now, I just want to get along,
Go along, come along, and long
For a monolith, holy book,
Holy shit, shit-can, shit hits the fan,
Fan the flames, flame the fans
And applaud—applause! applause!—while everything burns.
“Storms ripped through the Northeast, killing at least one person as they unleashed strong winds and knocked out power to hundreds of thousands of customers.Severe thunderstorm watches were in effect at one point Thursday evening for a continuous stretch from Oklahoma through New Jersey.
The danger could lurk for several hours as the National Weather Service issued such warnings in Delaware, Maryland, New Jersey, Kentucky, Virginia, Arkansas and other points in between.”
– Khara Lewin, CNN, 1:11 AM EDT, Fri July 27, 2012
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