Puter Postulo Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

America's least, begrudge the rest
while that slick rest wallows alone
no shames, their Ilk's umbra, wills' confess
one's sultry pout, no soul's atone
cuntry's clones, these brutes impede the mass'
blind clutching fears, those low bemoan
club clique or stick, each bawds' writhing choice
chance played, duplicity condones.

Distress, when felt under crawling skins
relief hewn, through ides' crossing miens
life's paused, brow's sweat, mending's monkey shines
gleanings' spit, spat oft tonguing's preen
stressfully stands talking's yearned fore blues
awareness, crimps heart's sense serene
burned truth does flame, it's heat blister's soothe
words played; salves healing trollop's sheens.

Mirth's bask, lisp's drip, slain paupers skinned
flesh, tastes' life's vines, this proofs mind's friends
whippings froth, soul's suds, wrath's bending knees
supine self leans, blind's trusts amends
sorrow's crypts, turmoil's veers, youth's Id's bleed
freed nous; time's olent clutch rescinds
gleams, or glooms, your paltry choice sailed free
cleanly honed; words cross a vicars' trends.

Snogging's steams, survival's solemn streams
within these flow truth's mute berate
peers transcend, mind's torturous falls
remit, as time's chosen delegates
blessing's mix, this moment's sacrifice
breaths' breeze commands, live separate
urn, that home on sill above hearth's flames
last space, your cell, one's true estate.

Living's vexed, such stench is time's chaos
opprobrious, prime's nature shamed
limn, this Nation's painted farce survived
proof, read Behmen, each souls ysamed
musing's trysts, reveal boffed minds disgraced
angst minced beliefs, fete feeling's wame
conceit's supreme, assish holes yet reign
pauperism; pores piss vidame.

Fundament's derision, mankind's plague
enemies thane, those flush per scents
distressed indeed, truth's trust soul which bleeds
communal soughs, each lies content
infestive galere rules these times
lone messaged guide, EsMs' present
concern, no sons aware of key's needs
Skoll's singe assoil; thought fuels torments.