My Dude is Straight Jealous of President Obama

My Dude is straight Jealous of Obama,
knows for years I WAS anti-Government.

Other Politicians, go to Hell, *J*

*K* I don't know what I'm doing but got to

Keep going.  I'm Hopeful again. George

Bush is Over.  I'm the Middle Child

and got my attention by spinning thread

or I'd do it from Dire boredom. Spin

it on my finger, thread, hair, pine string,

yarn I didn't care what it was as Long

as it Twirlled. I watched my Mother Threading

Bobbins and Needles and I worshipped Her

fashionable Spanglish like an Angel

She is so Immense. She's not Human. She

does not Covet your Position, she's an

Immigrant and She's an Indian. How so?

Those words are Opposed by Definition.

(No senorito, they're Not)

Enter the Virgen---(Uhhh! it's not about that)

Don't apply your Opinion.  My Mother

Gives the Mold and Makes the Material.

She is Exquisite, Senor, I'm not Worth

less. The Game is a Metaphysical

Perhaps a Cosmological Spectre.

There's a Reason you do what you Do.

It’s not Freaky because it’s not Untrue.

There’s an Angry narcissist in Most Myths

Across the World Let’s Have a Look.  Oh Boy,

It’s Not very Good news.  The only Cure

For the Egotist is the Luchador’s

Pleasure to Remove.  Is it made of  Leather?

Back to the Picture:  You see that Mountain

Out over there? I am Emotionally

Pulled by the Contours of Retrospect Oh!

My, My! Soy Rokokokera I’m an

Original and an atypical

Neurologically I’m a Different.

These are the Words that work to Ostracize:

Weird, Insane, Loca, Incompetent, Ill.

How it Hurts worse than Rihanna’s Bruises,

Verbal Abuse is the Hard First Rule, Ay!

of Civil Rights Violator's Tools~Mob

Authority Against Metrical Change.

Shoo Shoo Said Meg, You Don’t Know Me. Never

Have and I’ve Never Seen You Either Too.

Baudelairian Sex Worker (Chill, its just Poetry)

Seres in Retrospect on Orders of Venus for Pluto’s Rape of Her Daughter~~Don’t Know why I’d do it in a Sonnet WTF.

Be Careful with Four Word’sful letters by

Someones who sign by the Claims, All the Best.

Take PreCaution, if its Marked with SwordSSrowS

Of the Industry that’s gone KooKoo

KaRooh.  It’s So Fancy, Sure, and Able

With Clutches of Wine, Sex, and Bleu Cheeses.

So I’m Baudelaire’s Whore Mistress I am

I wouldn’t be Yours and I’d rather Do

my part for those who don't need Three Degrees

to Handle the Business of Protecting

Good from Uncivil, Lecherous, Greedy,

Joy Killers whose Asses Drip with La Merde

Yes, it is.  It’s All over, You. I’m Clean.

I am a Baudelairian Whore Try what You

Can. Chasten me?  I'm No Longer Human.