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Shall I Compare Thee to a Tangerine?

Posted on: November 22nd, 2016 by Jeff Thompson No Comments

Shall I compare thee to a tangerine?
Thou art more bitter and harder to chew.
It has a smooth face; yours is harsh and mean.
It cannot speak, so all its words are true.
Sometimes the fruit is good upon a plate,
All sectioned up in slices, moist and ripe.
But you are mostly good at stirring hate,
And self-aggrandizement and huxter hype.
But both of you glow orange in the sun,
Both, likely, due to weird and toxic dyes.
Both, if used properly, are sort of fun.
It’s not that you aren’t an amusing guy.
But which for president elect? Well, shoot.
I guess that I’d prefer the piece of fruit.

Jeff Thompson Music©2016

Posted on: November 18th, 2016 by Jeff Thompson No Comments

Facebook.
I must say, I mistook you for a friend.
Your blend of deceit and diversion,
A kind of a perverse version of intimacy
Limited though it may be
to 5,000 people.
But that’s the limit.
Ah, but the glory of the LIKES!
I can be the most popular guy in the world
Without stumbling outside of my damn apartment.
Witness Julian Assange.
Also witness the witless
rollercoaster plunge
Of American culture
Like a vulture
Barrel rolling
Down from the blue
Can be traced back to you
Facebook.
Your embrace is graceless
In the places where your presence
Erases mine.

No one to blame

Posted on: November 16th, 2016 by Jeff Thompson No Comments

There may not be a difference between hatred and fear
And it’s wise to listen, even when there’s nothing new to hear
Though you’ll feel your hands grow colder when the hungry ghosts draw near
Invite them in to join you
They’ll disappear

Dragonflies, humble pies
Fairy tales and spells
Yes we can, Peter Pan
Clap for Tinker Bell
We’re entranced by the performance of the drunken puppeteer
Just invite him in and ask his name.

Ego te absolve
There’s no one to blame.

They won’t tell us how this story ends for many, many years
Lucifer was going to spoil it, but they got him drunk on beer
And the hungry ghosts are everywhere, in fact they may be here
Invite them in to join you
They’ll disappear.

Ego te absolve
There’s no one to blame.

Jeff Thompson Music©2016