Twitter Is Like, Crack.

Twitter Is Like, Crack.

Another sleepless night,
Course failed at school,
Day missed at work.

Casino fruit machines,
Dog and horse racetracks,
Barely compare to the blue bird.

Instant gratification
From a pleasant chime;
Irresistible urge to connect.

It's all or nothing on the line ...
What's trending now?
Who's hashtag tops the polls?

Follow those who reciprocate.
Cut loose the dead weight.
Hurrah for verified accounts!

Cursed be the white whale
Whenever Le Tuit does fail.
Cross your fingers, reload page.

140 characters should suffice to sayeth
Expressing cheap thoughts is all the rage.
While lost in cyberspace don't lose control — keep faith!

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Yucky Yuppy

Author's Note: For some context regarding this piece, please refer to this > ARTICLE.

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Yucky Yuppy


The age of the Hipster is officially over
Enter the era of the "Yuccie"
(Young Urban Creative)

Coasting off parental payments
Education exceeds intellect
A diploma equals entitlement

Little respect for predecessors
Qualitative labeling for all
Recapitulation due to oversight

Beatnik and Hippy rolled into one
With inauthentic pretentiousness
Even irony gets lost in the shuffle

Every damn dolt is now an artiste
There is perhaps no greater tragedy
Than meaning subverted by money

Anything to make a quick buck
Nothing is sacred that can be sold
The world's an oyster laid barren

Ah hell, take that selfie for Instagram
Watch another rerun of Seinfeld
Getting over oneself is no mere career move!

Image: Portlandia poster for "This is an art project" episode.

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Penetralia

Penetralia


Truth tellers recount happenings as accurately as memory serves

Whistleblowers point fingers to prosecute whom justice perturbs

Soothsayers may answer prayers when naysayers are unnerved

Axons conduct neural impulses to dendrites across synaptic nerves

Sensuality conveys more than possible for a writer's condensed blurb

Gather however much you can from what remains here unreserved

This meddling meter wears out its welcome—kicked onto the curb

Yet it's writ in decimal because such structures gleam superb

The town crier relays clear messages through voluble verve

In the end unjust ones gossip; spitting venom undeserved.

Image: Thrice-Great Hermes, Master of Mysteries.

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Twitch Was Born In The Arcade

Twitch Was Born In The Arcade

Back in the day as they say
You had to stand at a colorful cabinet
Feeding quarters into the machine to play
And if you happened to be any good at it
Lots of people would gather around to watch.

Spectators crowded together during a versus match
Oohing and aahing when contenders clashed
Wowed by audiovisual effect of hits landing
Joysticks spun, buttons were mashed
High scores gave one social standing.

Nowadays those old ways have mutated;
Games are broadcast from the comfort of home
Long-distance buffer zones keep players isolated
Hecklers become blacklisted, n00bs get p0wn3d!
Onlookers flood internet streams by the millions worldwide.

Video gaming is a new spectator sport played inside.
MMORPG addicts and FPS elites are virtual athletes
Impartial systems re-spawn those who've died
Platinum trophies prove what one completes
But among masters who compete, only skill decides!

Image: Twitch, see: twitch.tv

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Viscosity

Viscosity

Everybody knows a blustering windbag
Who constantly flaps flaccid gums
Yet says nothing of any consequence at all.

Who'll slurp clear whatever smear
Stains the moist underbelly
Of outlying nether regions.

Such a butt-munch 
Pulls each punch
And loves to gargle lumpy lyonnaise.

Even when sorrowful
The boor heehaws
Absentmindedly

While colossal seesaws
Lumber noisily
Against a fancy backdrop.

Often faux-furry
They gesticulate rather than articulating
Amidst brackish backwaters.

Fetid phrases have been found
To be teeming with crawling truisms
In the oily runoff of simpleton sentences.

Vociferous as well as viscous;
They're very deaf to their own verbosity
Which lacks both value and vigor!

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The Grand Lull

The Grand Lull

At home with exile
Days blur and drag
Laughter evaporates
One's chin does sag

BUT

Sadness is a luxury
For us who can't afford it.
Life shows little mercy —
Survive, thrive; find a fit.

Show courage when facing despair.
Good humor scalds cunts unfair.
Renovate the house of disrepair.
Flit through their awful fray without a care!

Bravo to you wanderers, far-flung from birth;
Circumambulating around Earth's whole girth.
Devastating denominators common and low.
Knocking out conventions with a single blow.

This chasm of duration in which we find ourselves thrown
Shalt belittle each belief and theorem men have ever known.
Spaciousness spectacular, surpasses human comprehension.
Egoism and Langue conspire (to place limits on invention).

The written, spoken, and what is thought
Are as if infants were begot
Inside a dormant substratum or plot.
Where hides the admirer of all that is wrought?

Awaken! Sayeth the ascetics.
Forsaken not these heretics.
Spanning this inferior plane
Spirit unseen enhances plain ...

HAHAHAHAHAH

*** Laughter reverberates within Ether at long last ***

Image: #LulZSeC

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