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    Little Cutie Poems


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      Little Cutie Poems

      Copyright © Kevin Marx 2013

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or any other information storage and retrieval system, without prior permission in writing from the author.

      Table of Contents

      Part 1

      Part 2

      Part 3

      Part 4

      Part 5

      Part 6

      Part 7

      Part 8

      Part 9

      Part 10

      Part 11

      Part 12

      Part 13

      Part 1

      I like to eat ketchup with my french fries

      Predator drones can't hear children's cries

      Black Friday discounted my 60" TV

      War, peace, it's all the same to me

      Cops arrested my friend for smoking weed

      My gay boss can't marry but I don't take heed

      The Feds are spying on my email

      Whatever, I'm rich, I'll post my bail

      Earned millions from my derivative friends

      It's okay no one understands what I just said

      Ignorance reigns, weather at ten

      The new sports season has just started again

      Citizens demand an end to guns

      While B-52s go on bombing runs

      Think about the children they yell and command

      As long as those children are born in this land

      They'll go on the air and lay the blame

      Little do we know it's all just a game

      We all lose to the golden kings

      All hail to the masters we proudly sing

      Online I have five thousand friends

      But in real life I can't count one

      I'll have to pull on countless threads

      To untangle what I've become

      Poetry really is

      The worst form of expression

      People always whining

      About their problems or obsessions

      Why can't they write a book

      Or maybe a short story

      Because the fact of the matter is

      Poets get no glory

      Maybe when they die

      Something will be remembered

      We all block poets out

      All the links are severed

      If poor poor Farrah Fawcett had known

      That her death would be eclipsed

      She would have stayed at home that day

      And eaten a bunch of chips

      If poor old Ed McMahon had known

      That he would have died so soon

      He wouldn't have worried about his house

      And just taken a rocket to the moon

      Lucky Lucky Billy Mays

      Lucky because he waited

      Died at fifty like MJ

      His news coverage wasn't abated

      Henceforth it shall be known

      That June Two Thousand and Nine

      Was a great month to die alone

      In view of the public eye

      I know what it’s like

      To be a computer

      Because I’m stuck

      In infinite loops

      She wasn't mine that day

      She didn't push him away

      She'd take anyone to bed

      Makes me wish I was dead

      Waits for him as he passes out

      It's nothing I want to talk about

      Leaves without saying goodbye

      Makes me wish I could actually cry

      He wasn't mine that day

      He didn't push her away

      He'd take anyone to bed

      Makes me wish I was dead

      Waits for her as she passes out

      It's nothing I want to talk about

      Leaves without saying goodbye

      Makes me wish I could actually cry

      I drank

      Three cups of coffee today

      Can't seem to

      Keep the fatigue at bay

      Smiled at

      A kid on the subway

      But this

      Frown I wear won't go away

      I drowned myself

      In a bottle last night

      No one seemed

      Concerned by my plight

      Told myself to

      Continue the fight

      But things just never

      Turn out right

      I shot up three times to

      End the pain

      I watched the junk

      Go into my vein

      The real world is

      Such a strain

      On the fantasy

      I've created

      Inside of my brain

      When I'm alone

      I can be myself

      When I'm with you

      I'm somebody else

      Among more people

      I'll change again

      The possibilities

      Never end

      Secrecy in the modern age

      Is frequently played on the world stage

      They lock up the traitors in a cage

      Their intent written on the title page

      Thoughts of peace in the Middle East

      Are just dreams to say the least

      For the military industrial beast

      Must devour it's delicious feast

      Protests are a joke of the past

      These overseers are unabashed

      But times they sure are changing fast

      Shield yourself and brace for the blast

      No one I know

      Makes me laugh

      No one I see

      Entertains me

      Part 2

      I am God and I’ve nothing to do

      So I’m just going to split myself in two

      Two and two makes four again

      I’ve just built myself three nice new friends

      We talk a bit and then I think

      What would I look like dressed in pink

      So I split my parts once more for show

      Because I’ve really got no where else to go

      Our numbers have reached upwards of forty

      And now we’re feeling in a large majority

      To take up arms and challenge each other

      To see if we can eradicate one another

      Someone stops to yell up from the floor

      This would be so much more fun with more

      So we all agree to split again

      Until we’ve finally reached the end

      Millions and Billions and trillions too

      These numbers for us are nothing new

      There’s no limit to our power in sight

      We all agree, who cares? Let’s fight!

      The whole thing becomes a game for me

      All the parts I’ve made will set me free

      Only when I’ve reached infinity

      Can I lose myself and finally see

      Hey hey hey!

      Update your resume!

      That's what they say

      So that you may

      One day

      Find a job

      Immigration

      Emigration

      What ever is in a name?

      The walls they build around us

      Work together just the same

      Eventually were all going to die

      Our children's children will say goodbye

      To all they've ever loved and known

      The earth will sit silently alone

      But then too will come the day

      The sun will rise and have its way

      Fusing the dust from the sky

      With atoms smashed the earth says goodbye

      The atoms then
    will rule again

      But short lived will be their reign

      For they too shall radiate

      Bringing nuclei to an end

      All that’s left is cosmic dust

      So sad it can make you choke

      Formless and without will

      That's why I laugh at jokes

      I drink and drink and drink and drink

      But it doesn’t change

      How I think

      I'll buy myself some nice new things

      But short lived is the joy they bring

      My attention turns another way

      But it just seems that everyday

      I

      Don't know what I want

      Don't know what I need

      Nothing that exists

      Ever seems to please

      I just

      Don't know what to say

      Don't know what to share

      No one that I know

      Ever seems to care

      So

      I'll go shopping one more time

      I'll spend all my hard earned dimes

      I'll buy myself some happiness

      But they're sold out I must confess

      Why didn't I say

      What I wanted to say

      Why didn’t I do

      What I wanted to do

      My life is all but over now

      And I spent it without knowing you

      I spent it dreaming idly by

      As I watched the days

      Float on and die

      I spent it only thinking of how

      It could and should have been

      And now I'm left

      With just regrets

      And a sorrow only gods can know

      If only I'd been

      How I should have then

      I wouldn't be dying alone

      It was Fall 2008

      And all the politicians were beginning to hate

      Unless you liked their candidate

      In which case you were on the side of fate

      They made sure that none of you watched the debate

      As they stood there and listened and began to berate

      The issues, it seemed, were on the side plate

      Their voices, they echoed, and began to sedate

      None of them knew the capital of Kuwait

      (It's Kuwait City) so let me get something straight

      As long as you have a large estate

      You can run for president?

      To be an addict

      Is oh so sweet

      All the times you’ll have

      All the people you’ll meet

      They’re all so great

      Because you’re so high

      But before you know it

      Your life has gone by

      But what does it matter

      You achieved great fame

      You took E and K

      You tried some cocaine

      You took pot and shrooms

      You dropped LSD

      But all you’ve known

      Was a fantasy

      Your friends have left

      You’re out of cash

      You’re all alone

      Can’t find your stash

      Your habit has won

      And devoured your soul

      Nothing remains

      An infinite hole

      If more people are coming

      More people will come

      If more believing

      Belief has won

      Part 3

      Stephanie Meyers' books are widely read

      But David Foster Wallace is still dead

      Pop art is the bullet lodged in my head

      Why create

      When the masses hate

      Anything decent or insightful or great

      The intellectuals make me just as sick

      End this torture and make it quick

      Being remembered is just a trick

      Well I'm just unhappy everywhere

      And every single day

      I lie alone upon my bed

      And clasp my hands to pray

      But the god I know inside my heart

      Just doesn't seem to be

      No spirit in the heavens

      Can ever set me free

      I've been all around the world

      And haven't found a home

      I've spent time with many kinds

      But always felt alone

      An intellectual and sexual equal

      Is what the heart desires

      Someone to ignite not only the mind

      But also the erogenous fires

      Republicans claim they are for the rich

      Democrats claim they are for the poor

      To those in the middle it's all such a bore

      No one ever seems to care

      The entire world's at war

      I like caffeine alcohol and nicotine

      Everyday I take it in

      They watch me cause another scene

      Drink drink smoke smoke

      Everywhere I've ever been

      Shot hit choke choke

      I never think it's going to end

      Trying hard to reach success

      Repetition is the key

      Every day, every hour

      God is watching me

      You can be Mormon if you want

      It's an easy thing to do

      Just go door to door and flaunt

      How Jesus has saved you

      Pass out love

      And pass out hope

      Say those words

      That let you cope

      It’s free for all

      It’s free for life

      Just listen well

      And get a wife

      After death

      We’ll all ascend

      To be with God

      Until the end

      Don’t think outside

      The little book

      Don’t give me

      That jarring look

      You can be Mormon if you believe

      I swear I’ve nothing up my sleeve

      There are those in the world

      Who have confused some words

      Combining socialism and fascism together

      And it's upsetting the nerds

      Yes, they are quite different

      Not exactly the same

      So just listen for a minute

      And I shall explain

      First it must be said that

      Fascism can relate to economics too

      And have absolutely nothing to do

      With killing the Jews

      That's military fascism

      Economic fascism is when

      A company comes to the government with paper and pen

      And says, "Here take this money and write me some laws!"

      "So that I may run my company without any flaws!"

      "The tax loopholes you give me will be my advantage!"

      "The other companies I compete with won't be able to manage!"

      And thus they get their monopoly

      Through inefficiency

      And it affects our currency

      Because when these companies fail

      The government has agreed to pay for the bail

      Out

      Socialism is when the government takes over the game

      These evil companies exist and capitalism is to blame!

      So they take out the profit because they say its corrupted

      But don't worry your services won't be interrupted!

      We already have socialism here in America

      And have had it for quite some time

      Our schools, the post office, social security, welfare, medicare

      Just to name a few

      Sorry this doesn't rhyme

      But here's something more basic

      It's like the CEO is a politician

      And he's on a mission

      Because he's got ambition

      So they go and outlaw all the competition

      And they get their monopoly again

      Through ine
    fficiency

      And it affects our currency

      Because when these socialist programs break

      The government gives out more money than it could ever hope to take

      In

      But in both of these cases there is only control

      Both -isms work together to take over our soul

      Why is there so much fear for letting us free?

      Wouldn't there be even more prosperity?

      Socialist programs can be done through charity

      Competing companies evolve through disparity

      All we need is politicians who will stand up for freedom!

      Needless to say, that's more than a rarity

      So I hope that we've all learned something today

      Stop calling Obama a socialist, its just cliche

      If we have to be factual he's actually a fascist

      But seriously what's in a name anyway?

      Met my girl last night

      We started to fight

      I told her let it go

      It's something I can't show

      Says she can't understand

      Says she won't hold my hand

      Says she needs more time

      Says she'll always be mine

      But I'll never see her again

      So don't tell me we're friends

      Nothing new begins

      That's just how it ends

      I don't enjoy those normal things

      That others seem to love

      I don't relate to normal feelings

      Held so tightly up above

      I won't eat out

      Don't want to drink

      Parties bore me to no end

      I'm filled with doubt

      I cannot think

      There's no one I call friend

      I'd like to shout

      As boredom blinks

      This I will transcend

      I've had a bout

      I've hit the brink

      I'll have to just pretend

      I don't enjoy those other things

      That normal people seem to do

      But on my face a smile springs

      Though it looks a bit askew

      The blind man thinks the world is beautiful

      For he can not open his eyes

      The deaf man trusts everyone he knows

      For he can not hear the lies

      The mute man knows the ugly truth

      Though everyone calls him dumb

      The true man feels nothing at all

      For his body is entirely numb

      Part 4

      Secrets and lies

      Are hard to disguise

      Behind prying eyes

      As deceptions arise

      Thus trust is a bust

      In the world of lust

      Where deception's a must

      Turning hearts to dust

      Nothing is real

      Nothing is real

      The internet makes me see and feel

      Things I wish could be true

      Things that I can't prove to you

      Nothing is real

      Nothing is real

      The internet is my only meal

      The war has been moved a block down the street

      And all you cowards you liars you cheaters and fools

      Just sit there and listen and nod your heads

      Because this time it’s your guy that won

      The leader can do our land no wrong

      The leader must become increasingly strong

      The critics now were the loyalists then

      In four more years it’s vise versa again

      All day I can barely stay awake

      This tired feeling I just can't shake

      Then when the time finally comes for bed

      Upon my pillow I rest my head

      I find myself lost in thought

      Try as I might its all for naught

      I can't fade into unconsciousness

      My networked brain is just a mess

      I hate how I can't ever sleep

      They say we sow and then we reap

      But I just can't ever seem to keep

      My thoughts bound up

      Somewhere deep

      The pain inside will start to seep

     


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