symptoms 2

skyscrapers maws 
chew on flaming paper plane memos 
vain statues 
crumble reflecting the autumn of their posers
rock climbers
cling to the optimistic cliff face even as they fall
spin doctors 
deliver gullible babies into a nation's house
cannon fodder
fertilise  the next generation of ripe sacrifices 

wrecking balls 
swing from steeples hidden under church bell frocks 
political podiums 
stand on immorality termite mounds of ignorance 
soap boxes 
fail to cleanse the befouled mouths of prophets
cult fish 
follow jet streams into burnt cloud pies in the sky
crooked fingers
burn blessings with their erring judging touch 

light bulb 
flickers between realities dark and illusionments  light
paint brush 
smears canvas to erase the artist of their corrupt form 
spoken words 
launch wagging tongue missiles from buried hidden silos 
old goat
propagandist regurgitates their tails while spewing shit
infinities road 
is paved with the genocidal godheads of extinct tribes

old nag 
staggers as the burdens of crossing the finish line nears
dodo birds
waddle down to the street corner to have a flutter
bucket head 
dinosaurs play missing link with lizard people 
roulette wheel 
turns with the speed of an evolving species 
dystopian heart 
is the hole in civilisations dead man hand 

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symptoms 1

blood wine 
transfusion irrigates with drowning confusion 
raindrop entrails 
slide down a drain to pollute oceans
seasick lemons
scream "down the hatch" throwing back salt
torpedoed subs 
rise up choking liver spotted bottle necks
kraken lives 
inside a washed up bottle on a drunks burley
fishing lines
haul in their suicidal thought of the day anchors 

excavators beaks 
pick at heavens  bloody cloud scabs 
cockroach reality 
escapes lucid narcissists dreams 
genie wishes 
transcends scientific tested explanations 
speaking telephones 
exhale opium dreamt up dialogue 
chaos priests  
assemble greed guided algorithm puns
religious pilgrims 
follow the terminological inexactitude axis

callused prayers
lip synced platitudes bring to heel the masses 
parachute whooshes 
dandelion ideological spores terraform media 
deceased estates 
prepare for religious inherited taxed grief
fermented rains 
acid infusion etches under  umbrella skins 
weeping pus 
oozes out through the taxidermy scars 
votive candles
melt into cadaver's extinguished eye sockets

mythos carved 
scriptures into the bones of societies 
composer's bowel 
blasts irritable music beat box syndromes
grandfather clocks 
enslaved cogs to golden their hands 
mannequins clog 
societies idealists broken conveyor system
boner rifles 
black goop seals sarcophaguses pouty lips 
robotic dogs 
fetch the moons their extinct titans threw away 

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quartered

rigor mortis 
is the shattered mirrors seasons
suicidal butterflies 
close their books autum leaves 
alien stranded 
in fermenting solitude after a grim harvest
seed insights 
scatter across null's omni multiverse
lost worlds 
destroyed within thoughts of a gods madness

insanity bathing 
in milky darkness developing clarity 
faded memories  
just dogeared porno magazine pages 
drunken sonnets 
tie up lovers slurred yarn tongues 
goosebumps form 
so the blind can read their cold lover

poets recitation 
tortures their reflective commedian soul 
nail gun barbs 
ejaculation leaves exclamation pock marks 
flayed pens 
are dragged to the edge again and again
geriatric poems 
beaten quietly into time's dusty annals 
 
expression train
lies derailed along needle tracks 
piano typewriter
clanks out discordant sticky notes 
guilty sentences 
string up urinating marionettes 
vacant spectators 
defecate malignant tumour rumours
 
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a reaping haiku ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

kids walk into class 
take their seats at their gravestones 
grim asks for dead calm 
 
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the whirlpool

the old fleabag stared into his cup 
ever since he was a drowned runt pup
watching it runneth over empty 
in a land where bones were a plenty
yet banks wouldn't let him dig any out
so he chewed off a leg to save his snout 
stole a bath to sail troubled waters 
tempted by neptune's buried daughters  
the fleabag growled just my boneless luck 
as he paddled in circles till stuck 
a passing whale gave a farewell wink 
as he pulled the plug out of his sink 

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a global warming haiku

the voyeur watches 
the wars just a diversion 
till the weather news 

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under the mountain

lands have no given names 
only snow men piss on 
to draw their border frames 

to create a mountain that sags  
under their hoisted false flags 
with children stuffed body bags 

they baptise their old lands 
in other peoples blood 
so their power expands

to grow their mountain that sags  
under their hoisted false flags 
with children stuffed body bags 

treaties diarrhoea yellows 
snow caps hide bald headed lies 
cold feet for our bed fellows

on their mountain that sags 
under their hoisted false flags 
where children stuff body bags 

religions fill us with famine 
our bellyaches full of lost arms 
loading our heads into canons 
 
on their mountain that sags 
under their hoisted false flags 
maggots ooze from stuffed body bags


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authors notes- religions means both standard meaning but also means a pursuit or interest followed with great devotion (such as  capitalism ,communism, commercialism 

etc)

canons hopefully words prior should give image of a cannon while also meaning canon 
 (a general law, rule, principle, or criterion by which something is judged.
as well as it's more common use of a collection or list of sacred books accepted as genuine.)
meanings are thanks to oxford .

a shorn turd

there once 
was a mannequin called sean hannity
who played 
with the man boob of inhumanity 
he lied 
on air to feed insanity  
to breed  
high ratings with disunity 
to blow 
his Trumpets fake life sucking vanity 
 
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an arsonist haiku

lighting earth's fires 
bite one's tongue till it turns blue 
feast on the earth's dirt 
 
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johnny doe’s lament

lifes a bit boring 
without the whoring 
without the drugs 
and ecstasy hugs 
without the drink 
we'd never see pink  
without deadly sins  
life never begins 
we'd just remain clay 
for the sculptures to flay 

everyone hates lies
until someone dies
then what whoppers they tell
forgetting to send us to hell
never speaking ill
our lives they distil 
to cure our cyst and boils 
they cover us in salted soils 
so our stories don't grow 
here on earth's death row 
no ones left to verify 
that we all could fly 

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