Some Confidence Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Importance
is tumultuous
millions sufficiently
disenchanted beyond
comprehendible and viable
choices, struggling most impassioned
masses; each freed of the asp whole who
once had "that hold" on their own diminutive
disenfranchised, and insignificant asp's wholes!
What is displayed by a mass of fluctuation freed
asp wholes? What are a crowd of fluctuant asp
wholes limited by? Confrontation? A display of
grim proportion; an opposition to an opponent?
Solid opposition implies? A wide prospective with
a most expanded perspective? Maybe! Is some or
the other confidence better than over confidence or
not confidence? Trying to establish any confidence is
a rough and blind and mute sell; is it not? Try establishing
a confidence to any other confidence; do you have confidence
that a conclusion of any confidence, will be reached with any
confidence? Perhaps not! This is particularly true when there
is not central confidence to the right confidence or what is
that now left confidence? Read Me? Hardly confident that
you; comprehend confidence as being anywhere close to
any assumed confidence you have ever entertained!
Central members; in a structural design, are that structure's
skeleton! When central members, of any committee sit; what
happens? 9/11 is recalled! Should any of that central committee's
party; be excused, what could a possible excuse be? Disillusionment?
Disfiguration? Disfunctioning? Depopulation? Of a crowing and crowded
room full of over confident mooks led by the head Mookie Mitch McConnell?
Mitch "massive obstructionist" McConnell? That want-to-be crow king toad
atop the majority of the U.S. Senators? Think folks! If a mass of flaccid
human flesh was on top of you; what would you be wary of? All of
that excrement! Nothing to become incited by; as the each of
you, are lowly piles of this! Allowing one pursed gobbling
monkey sitting on that pole; dictating down to so many
foolish touts of that "Grand Old Potty"; to go pottie
all over you! In cumulative heaps of neo-coning
Potty! People must sure enjoy being scat upon!
People flocking around the pottie pool and living in
Mitch McConnell's stool spew for more than a decade!
Hades! Has a better pool waiting for all you fools! Rather
an untraditional "older void" alternative; to having to be
constantly pottied on, on the surface of this earth! Maybe
this is because of "that economy"; the trickle down your neck
with the neo-con whist one! That economy; an economically
more viable and pleasurable method of bamboozling your
privates; in public! A methodology adjusted over the
decades; easily so, due to the public's lack of interest
in how they are hosed in this disinterest of what truly
threatens a democracy. This organized, contrived, seditious
wickedness shoveled down your stool gobbling throats! Now
where was I? Oh; that confidence thingy! These old touts
for the older; oliguria oppressed, wealthy progeny of those
few original murderous Oligarchs, still crave all of your
chattel! You phuucking herds of "sheeple"; nose down
and asp wholes up, kowtowing to "their laws we rule"
theater full of buffoons and gnats! That is what
"right leaning" implies! The "laws they rule"
by changing any laws which do not tend to
"Suit their Houses", and therefore making it
damn near impossible for you to ever wear two
suits! You each are wearing one. For this is that
"birthday suit"! And just how many of you are "buried
in your second suits"? Not many! Really! Give this some
further thoughts! Then go check your side of any closet!
Men; your woman has more suits than a circus clown!
And she has not even taken the shop tags off of them!
And those boots! Men; how many, pairs of real boots do
your wear? Again; your birthday boots, or hooves or whatever
and that damn near worn out pair of "Schwarzkopf's"! The
most comfortable pair of "maid from china" footwear; that
"John Q. Public" bought for you! Adjusting for inflation; I
adjust for the inflation of my trucks paws! I adjust to not
playing the, "image of Santa Clause"; I adjust the inflation
of my air bed; but, I cannot imagine just what goes on when
"Social Security Checks", are not adjusted for inflation; on a
monthly basis! All allowable deductions are adjustable
if you take the time to save your spending history and
learn to use the long 1040 form! Butt Wholes! You
each are so easily tricked! None of you could be
taught to "crank my monkey's organ"! Not even
all of you free females of the species! What kind of
disease is ignorance? A lazy one! What kind of disease
is stupidity? A species "extinction event" of the finality of
the "King of all Disease"! One; or the same one memory
stored in the genetics of all humans, that all humans of
the species manages to "leave behind"! Will that be
the one message? We became extinct; because we
proved to stupid? For the universe not to; snuff
the life out of US! Moving forward from extinction.
Mileposts line the highways and bi-ways and rail lines
and main lines and National park trails. Do you ignore
these? Have you even noticed any of these? Most
probably not! Because you are all asleep at your
"wheelhouses"; there are no commanders on deck
all sense has abandoned ship! Perhaps there are a
"lower total" of the species; within the multiple billions
and billions of you that are capable of acknowledging
this; maybe! How many of you wore cotton diapers?
How many of you owned a "Dodge Viper"? How many
of you use mass quantities of paper products? How
many of you ever think about what material most
paper! products are made of? Please; do not suggest
that paper is grown on trees, or made from trees, or is
mana from heaven! Sometimes you pray for this to be
the case! When you must wipe your gash and there
ain't no paper! Makes you wonder about the truth
and worth of a single roll of toilet paper! Think
about what materials are used to make this one
roll; of butt wipe! Recycled used toilet paper!
Interlaced with all of "big chemicals"; chemicals!
Now this is worth knowing! That chemicals derived
from chemicals derived from chemicals; make up the
soup that is dressed, dried, and rolled mechanically, into
that roll of butt wipe you would die for! In an emergency
there are more differences that imaginations. There is
nothing alike in an emergency of the same activity.