Friday, May 29, 2020

№ 867: Twitter Bitter And Kitty Litter

Methought I heard a voice cry, “Tweet no more!
MacTrump  does murder tweet” — the innocent tweet,
Tweet that knits up the raveled sleaze of can't care . . .

COGITO HAIR GROW EGO (May 28)
I could quit Twitter.
I am the “why”
Twitter usage
got terrifically high.
Before my thumbs upped it,
it didn’t amount
to a hill of beans.
Before my account,
Twitter was failing,
nobody used it.
Then I taught everyone
how to abuse it —
by lying blatantly 
all of the time,
and whenever challenged
proceeding to whine
about censorship
against those God chose 
to set the agenda,
who are among 
my strongest defenders,
who, God-like,
are free to smite
any and all who disagree
with how they proclaim God
wants things to be.


It will not be easy,
but we’re up for the fight.
And, oh, did I mention,
we’re mostly MEN and mostly WHITE?