Lament the hobo clown

lament the hobo clown.
+++++++++++++

two shots of mouthwash
and
a cigarette butt knocked
out
in 3 puffs,

man down.

clutch the feeble
chest.

gasp for breaths
not
coming;

this is a revelation
that
does not revelate .

(if not a word
it should Be.)

+

a few nights
on
a cold metal
slab,

stuffed inside
a
cabinet.

Man
further down;

no breaths
left!

(lament the
hobo clown.)

jsh

The lack of divinity address. (to the assumed divine.)

the lack of divinity address.
(to the assumed divine.)
+++++++++++++

What's wrong, cat got your
tongue?

and
I Wish I could say it is only
Your Silence which causes my
Questioning Mind to Doubt;
but such would be a grave over-
simplification of the issues
I have with You.

you see...

Fourscore and Timeless Ago
I Think that Something In The
Nothing Snapped Into Infinite
Pieces. (and has been snapping
ever since.)

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Does this stop certain idiots
from killing in your Names?

Or pimping out those names in
order to promote causes which gratify
their egos/fatten their wallets,
or seemingly validate what they
say on the basis of claims you
never personally promoted?

I for one sir will Never Drink The
Fuckin KoolAide unless You Personally
Offer it to Me.

and if that is impious to your
name?

(I'll live and Die a Most Impious
Man.)

jsh

+

timeless moments hour

Urchins Song.
+++++++++++

something in
it's
odd head snapped;

till
Light Became
A
Hobos' Myth

Few Urchins
Would
Embrace.

but take me there
unto


that
place where sense
can
yet be made!

(of
lives
which make
no
Sense.)

+

my thoughts
are
numbly slashed
to
secrets;


then
pimped out by
a
hateful mouth
that
sees all words
as
whores.

pray for me
thus in
My Timeless
Moments
Hour!

(but
love's clock
shall
tick no more.)

+

In Youth I'd
Never
Have Believed


theres nothing
worth
Believing;

(so
tender was That
Lonesome
Kid Who Fed
To
Swine His Heart!)

yet
Martyred Now
I

stand
deceived

and
conceiving in
the
Dark!

(new ways
to thus depart.)

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something in
it's
grim head snaps;

(with a popping
sounds which mocks
my misery.)

as
evil urchins
chide,

and
Laugh!

(from a
Pit which
spans eternity.)

j.stephen.h