An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you.
Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.
The Mad King
The Mad King
will have us sing
his remove and
everything he
had done under the Sun.
The Mad King
caused such pain
and laughter feign
his sorry reign
did not remain
enough to gain
any real place in history
in herstory or
anywhere really
except tales told around
campfires burning late
into the night.
Remember The Mad King?
that fucking nasty thing
and those who gave him space
that crazy mad race
over the cliff
no more, at last
into your face.
Remember The Mad King?
What a sad disgrace.
posted by D.O. | 4:11 AM
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