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Memories of her bloody lust for dialogue and diamonds ~

“THE PROCEDURE!” a poem July 22, 2019 (Monday)

I went to-the-most beautiful place I ever had seen!

The offices were “adorned,” flawless! pristine!

For my procedure, I-had-the-BEST-doctors-&-aides,

Only smil-l-ing nurses – and-the finest of maids!

The maitre d’ offered a luxury table!

“Your stay will be excellent, for we are able,

To-INSURE all “procedures” are-safe-&-effective;

We-are very efficient! and overly selective,

To-insure that ALL FACETS will go VERY smooth!”

I paused, just-a-moment, as they poured me vermouth!

For I-suddenly-remembered – what my poet-friend had-said!

“IF things seem TOO PERFECT, perhaps you are dead!

And-if-it’s-a-procedure-‘they’re’-doing, JUST RUN, for-I-tell:

You’ve-stumbled-not into-Heaven; you-are in-some-hell!”

The LORD always drank water! from a leaky, clay jar,

Never-anything-like-liqueur – at a fancy dance bar!

For HEAVEN’s simplicity; LOVE, it is rough;

H – L L offers finery! more than enough!

Don’t-ever be saturated, until you are sick,

From-overindulging (pause) in “beauty-too-slick!”

SO, I RACED OUT THE DOOR & A SIGN OVERHEAD,

READ: “ABANDON ALL HOPE!” from The Lord of The Dead!

The moral of this story: TOO MUCH IS NOT FINE!

Too-elegant-will-cause-you to-start-saying: “Mine! Mine!”

And you’ll lose all good sense, for-you’ll-always-fear-to-lose,

All-that-“Good-Stuff:” designer-clothes! expensive-booze!

Which, AT FIRST, is AMAZING, but, in time, is a burden,

And, eventually, Satan!? your-“carcasses”-will-be-“herdin!”

Plus, EVERY PROCEDURE requires a waiver,

To-hold-no-one-liable! “It-was-sad, (pause) but-we-couldn’t-save-her!

For, THERE-WERE ‘COMPLICATIONS,’ which we-NEVER could-have-foreseen!

WE’RE-SO-SORRY – THAT-HER-SKIN IS-NOW-RED! AND-NOT-GREEN!”*

fin <3

  • – Editor’s Note: It is clear this procedure must have been scheduled to be performed on Mars, for everyone know that a healthy Martian is quite green! If a Martian gets sick, the poor thing turns red or black! or striped! like-a Jupiterian!

And then she died a terrible death cause she ate all the food in the shack

So I kicked out the door onto Mars to rot into pieces of art I couldn’t have

Just cause I put her on rations ~ stupid witch born on witches day in Texas

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