Poetic Interlude VII

Greetings, G.R. I’m feeling much less morose than last night, and, in fact, am bursting at the seams with productivity. As I have a lot to accomplish today, and because I’ve been neglecting you, here’s some poetry. Also, Miss E. expressed interest in reading more of my work, and so:

On Gossip

When repenting my crimes, my life, and my sinning,
I’m often surprised by other’s distress:
Vomiting vengeance, vehemence, and vigour,
Though they’ve never lived it, I’m sure they know best.

So I’ll keep to my loves, my pleasures and glories,
Disreputable, yes. What stories they give!
Let the naysayers keep their prim picket-fences –
No matter the ending, at least I’ll have lived!

Aspartame

A smoky place where we can go:
In false dark voice both sweet and low,
The hostess sits, and prompts decay,
and burns the trifling hours away.
With smile as light and wide as sin,
A heart as pure as saccharin –
Though you’ve just met, she clings you close:
She’s more sincere than sucralose;
Coffee, gossip unrestrained
(with vitriol and aspartame).

And as the noiseless months slip by,
You’ll smoke until your veins run dry,
Then you’ll get your allotted dose –
(Though all are Equal, she’s the most)
You’ll take your turn to feel her hate,
She’ll spare neither beat nor cane,
The woman built from aspartame.

 

©2013 by Tyler J. Yoder

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About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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