Do, Contact Me Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

You
hold
true to
anything?
You first? ? ?
Best? ? ? Tired? ? ?
Played by this game
of blood versus blood?
Blood is what? Human? ? ?
Love and Care? ? ? Business? ? ?
No, so why cause simple hearts to
cry? ? ? ? ? ? Bodies pressed under feet
the poor are cut into parts, by "the virus"?
Do what about america; china, politicians?
Mine eyes, show me what? That I hate loud
speakers? No, that is my hearing; my ears
are aching, ringing, drumming, burning
I, wish for the earth to stop spinning!
Blame this on dirty ways and means ok?
Ok to blame all of this mess on cheaters?
Or simply blame this on Tarzan, Jane, Boy
and Cheetah or Cheetos or smelly toes or
burnt toast or a Hollywood roast? Phuuck!
Why blame? I mean really who can pay this
invoice? IAM on and within both sides Nassy
So just who the phuuck AMI gonna ask about
this earth sized asteroid of schist that humankind
inflicted upon itself? My Missus? That Mother? What
the phuuck would all of the men in the world ask of
their women? Here is a sample question… My dear
I have this small concern that may be a problem
could you listen to my reasoning and perhaps
toss a bit of your intuition into the mix? And
just what is that female gonna throw up
that will make any difference? Phuuck!
It would not be feasible for me to get
on my Harley and begin to travel out
and about again gathering up my
cells and head to D.C. and really
set fire to that schist! Would it?
Social topic… the virus… honestly?
For once I would rather discuss Belles
and balls! Whatever! In the end game of
Poker… losers restart off table… at the atm!
Or they walk home! Phuuck and Phuuck and
whatever Phuuck! So, that major concern is
WHO, US or THEM began this stretch of insidious
idiothetic bull schist that is overflowing over my
bootstraps? Pretty hard to goddamn me about
this schist ain't it! And the Missus warned me
about giving a newer species that ‘free will'
thingy! PHUUCK! Really, just whom is there
for the likes of me to discuss this with? ALL OF
MY ARCHANGELS! That crew would simply laugh their
asses off! The ˈkaːpo di ˈtutti i ˈkaːpi made that error!
PHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
and the thunders roll! Damnit… best let this thingy
play out and maybe, kinda, sorta, for a few billions of
years… let the soil settle! And that is being generous!
Or, maybe… allow the truths to be ‘splained' by Lucy!
Yea… I think I will hit that drawer where her bones
are laid bare and give em the zap! And have her
cute bared asp lisp speak out for the heavens!
Imagine that folks! I can see the headlines now
and those silly asp sound bites from fixed news!
One better thing about having a phuucking monkey
person speak, is that all of humanity; would listen!
I mean just whom are you all listening to now! Phuuck!
The leader of the pork fried rinds world! Phuuuuuuck!
"Misty Morning, clouds in the sky… without warning
That Big Phuuck hopping mad Wizard stomps by"
(Uriah Heep)
Oh, hello yes kittens IAM digressing thoroughly!
What? What about? What about? What about?
All those countless claims that are lies? Bold-faced!
Disgraceful! Ludacris? Cheap? Tricked? "Backed-n-Black!
Of this… "WE" ended it everywhere, and for those few
Odd Fellows remaining with ties, fingers, hands and
webs into everything… let's just suggest that "they"
really "leave town" now! Fill up all those ‘non-stops
with everything that can be carried… health, wealth
opinions, assumptions, suppositions and of course
all of their asp wholes! And get gone! It will be so
much fun tracking and hunting each and every one
of them down there… IAM thinking as one of those
biathletes… that is kinda, sorta, maybe, so a ‘tricked
out' sport to emulate… and on a ‘hunt' like this will
most certainly with all certainty, be one for all of the
ages! And ME? Neither the rich nor those spinning tops
who continue to claw after wealth… will be alive after
this hunting party IAM planning gets prepared for that
slaughter! I actually feel sad for the politicians that got
caught up in the goo grab as of late… if each of these
retards had just given peace, parity, and passion a
bit more weight… Ah phuuck it! My Hounds are
hungry! Let them have those husks for a snack!
One further question for humankind… Knowing
what you each know now… Are any of you going
to pay attention to the aftermath of this mess?
Or, will you be joining those 6 out of 10 other
species that you kinds have rid the earth of?
Yep, it is simply one or the other… every
species get along for the remaining time
or not! Here is a little ditty for the remaining
words that I have been bouncing around to
develop the blurbs within this rather sound
(diatribe)
Is the "White House" and "China" and "WHO"
gonna come clean on the details surrounding
this surreal thingy? Will the each of these entities
kiss and make up and take one for the team?
Will those political ‘hard' foxes within either
lines of work seek to make sense of the detail
in the midst of this issue? Will all parties exchange
the ‘husk bodies' of the captured players so that
John and Jane public' get to shower each of them
in sars-cov-2 virus tainted fluids? While all those
involved are busy making out their talking points
IAM gonna find a pleasant venue and have a tall
volume of warm Guinness! You who have received
notification through these letters and words please
do contact me…