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FRIDAY (6/26/09)

Gay Exorcism Video
Come! Manifest thy vigorous and crippling glory, spit thy upright venom atop my prone and unclean skin, rend it complete to partial bone and space, but above all, Lord, keep thy charlatans away.

Michael Savage Threatens Media Matters Staff
O Savage, steal your mask away, place your microphone down low so your sheep might not listen in… Take heed. They’ve already come for you, seeking to blunt your influence, your shtick. They’ve attended your airwaves and found a loathing drone of inhumane righteousness and complete poppycock. Clearly, since you’re still yappin’, they felt it was apt for American classlessness.

Michael Jackson Dies
I suppose it’s only right, now that you’ve passed, that they speak of your life’s splendor, your skill, as if you were a potent god moon walking on the pantheon floor.

Maliki Casting U.S. Withdrawal as Victory for Iraq
No. This will never do. It won’t construct a blockbuster war movie plot, hell, it won’t manage to break even or encourage our youth to bomb those brown skinned youths whose father’s scrape their knees upon prayer rugs and whose mother’s howl at the gutless catchphrase, “collateral damage”.

Hamas leader: Obama must do more for peace
A shard of bone held to the sun for a moment, dull blades scattered all around, future carvings littering these streets. The outcome we cannot know, nor what hatred’s sown from the smoldering flesh pounded to dust on the storm.


© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman

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