CELLPHONE ZOMBIES: Who doesn’t love the Lord’s Prayer? The Serenity Prayer? The Prayer Of Surrender? Complete your faith now with . . . the Asshole’s Prayer.
Some things are too powerful to view directly. Like the sun. Or God. That’s why we have poetry.
You’re a troll because, essentially, you find ALL the ways of hijacking my online discussions; non of which involve disagreeing with me.
Another mysterious poem by Myron the Street Poet. What’s this one about? He won’t say. But apparently it has something to do with holes.
MYRON THE STREET POET: Most cats pussyfoot around. But only 2 things are necessary to make any real lion roar.
POETRY ABOUT NARCISSISM: Do you know someone with a chip on his shoulder? The View-From-Below, by SRP’s own Myron the Street Poet.
SMILE AT GIRL: Imagine Captain Kirk as a middle-age parking valet, working with people whose parents are 10 years younger than he.
GIRL WALKING BY: Imagine Captain Kirk as a middle-age parking valet, working with people whose parents are 10 years younger than he.
SERENITY STRUGGLE: Like Jesus sort of said, “Father, forgive them; for they are dickwads, dummasses and douchebags!” Sometimes compassion eludes me.
Imagine Captain Kirk as a middle-age parking valet . . . uttering mindless pleasantries, haunted by the hypocrisy police.
I once asked a CTA worker (a black man) why so many homeless people troll the trains. He said a lot of them choose to be homeless. Really?