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    our father who art in Mar-a-lago

    our fatherwho art in Mar-a-lagoand DC when it suits oh radiant in goldand flag stitched thunderoh crowned in the noise of your merciless namehallowed be the mouththat makes decreedisguised as savin gracethy kingdom comeon the backs of mencarryin the...

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    • First off, that picture is rage bait if ever I seen it. No, he is not Jesus! 253 the poem had me in stitches because to put it in a prayer form and showing us exactly what he is doing is just comical that no one wants to see it.

    • I agree with Fia. The image is designed to infuriate. But the poem is fire! I read somewhere that it will be standing room only for miles for people waiting to piss on his grave

    • Your poem certainly is of a creative thought. Critical thinking; there is no way to reconcile the image and his own explanation/interpretation. He certainly doesn’t have a Doctorate degree (I looked it up). However, I can honestly say he does have a BS degree.

    • “blessed be the flow
      oil and blood
      run side by side
      thick with profit
      pulled from the ground
      pulled from the body
      both claimed
      and spent the same”

      Powerfully penned, 253. Excellent write with clever wordplay my friend. So many killer lines in this write, but the stanza above was fire brother. He’s way out over his fucking skis. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    We are cursed—even to touch, even to feelthe warmth of one anotherseems forbidden to this world. They think we are fragile,that pain can break uslike brittle bones—yet we are only soft,never cruel,living without harming a soul. He sees me in poetry,writes...

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