Elmo dropped acid speaking PBS
his eyes melting off rabies.
Hop on the candy boat terror
sarcasm wonka consuming compressor.
Macaulay Culkin ate coagulated pizza
Frank Zappa offered milk of magnesia.
Alice…worships her comedic delusions
cheshire cat amused by absinthe disillusions.
Hunter S. Thompson’s tongue club 33
Rockefeller hard-on sacrificial mystery.
Mad hatter powdered sugar nose
musical notes high on the devils horse.
Psychosomatic sweat skittle haircut
fleas parody ping-pong Popsicle slut.
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Aren’t we all delusional? Or mad, in some way.
Btw, I read once that mad hatters existed long before Lewis Carroll.
Mercury was supposedly used in the making of hats, which affected the nervous systems of hatters, causing them to tremble and yes, look crazy. Come to think of it, the world we live in is like mercury exposure. It causes aggressiveness, mood swings and anti-social behavior so , if you ask me (and I know you do), if we were smart, we’d all go as mad as a hatter so as to be able to digest life easier instead of choking on it.
(How did I go?)
You are correct. Anything that’s polluting our air or chemical companies and such.
Do alter behavior in ways that do make us mad and then some.
That explains why the witch trails back in the days….how Christians went mad at things they we’re afraid of…the world before and now we’re all as mad as a hatter.
We’re still mad at things we’re afraid of or can’t control.
True. It’s never going to stop the madness of people’s curiosity or unexpectedness.
Love the flow, the pace, the poetic rhythm of this, Charlie.
Thank you Eric.
I was listening to some Mr. Bungle and experimental noise music.
Let’s just say the noise glitch music guided my mind into unknown territories.
I had fun writing this one. Tomorrow is my last rhyme poem and that one is pretty weirder than this one. hahahaha!!!
Wonderfully weird. Another triumph my friend 👍🖤
Thank you friend. If you thought this was wonderfully weird. Tomorrow’s post will make you think twice. hahahaha!!! I’m serious on that note. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed this poem. 🙂
Oooh, I can’t wait!! 😁🖤
🙂 It’s really going to be something.
It really was 😁🖤
I am learning so many new phrases today. Coagulated pizza was probably consumed and that explains a lot of the behaviour. I also like tongue club, and the owner of the club is probably very happy about that.
Thank you friend. Glad you enjoyed all the many new phrases.
Yes, pizza sure does trigger behaviors. It’s all those chemical ingredients they add.
So, if you enjoyed learning new stuff. You have to check out my last rhyme poem tomorrow morning. That one is sure to really make your head scratch and say…(what the hell was I smoking). hahahahaha!!!
I will be there. ♥️🧡❤️
🙂
The King of Pop ate home alone
the Culkin character witness pulp
as weasels ripped Frank’s flesh.
Friction in the kitchen of fiction.
A white rabbit wedding marches
on the border line of Keith Richards.
White rabbit Marches on.
Fiction ripped Wedding.
Culkin king-of-pop
ruled the music charts.
The character ate keith richards flesh.
The Kitchen oozed Pulp
and created frank’s weasel
out of pool homes.
…………………………………Charlie,
THANKS for being so generous (seriously) !!!
the perfect start, Frank Zappa in the title
I saw him today on YouTube
he seemed sober and serious
a true poker player face
sometimes poetry must be ridden like a horse
however
not this poem
the names of people, objects to eat, and CVS items
textbook prose from a rough neighborhood
like applying color to the lips
of a gray face
a mysterious identity
a thrift store walker
wearing the skin
of a sequined gown
her pimp dad psychiatrist
questioning her reading skills
her evolutionary standing
her marriage ladder
in the Hope Chest
that’s what I was thinking about
Poker psychiatrist
CVS pimp prose.
A mysterious walker
played a sober gown
tickling a marriage thrift store.
Horse ridden sequined
ladder evolutionary eater.
More serious question
textbook lips YouTube objective paranormal.
Charlie, serious question—do you come up with these while sober? The writing transports to so many alternate dimensions, it boggles the mind.
To answer your question: I’m always sober when I write stuff like this. Believe it or not.
I have an active imagination, plus, listening to electronic noise music does something to my synapses in my brain. It’s as if another energy force is tapping into otherworldly places that I’ve never experienced before. So, music guides my writing and I enjoy the outcome.
If you think this is mind boggling…tomorrows post will surely make your head scratch or react a certain way. It’s my last rhyme poem…and its very super weirder than this one. 🙂
Haha very super weirder! That line made me laugh. You are full of talent, sir.
🙂 Tomorrow keep your eyes open. It’ll be posted around 3:00am. But, throughout the day I’ll update the post. 🙂
That is quite the assortment of addictions!
Thank you Dale. I haven’t written rhyme poems in a long time. So, I thought I write rhyme poems experimental humorous style. 🙂 Glad you enjoyed the imagery. One last rhyme poem tomorrow morning. I only wrote 2 rhyme poems. The one tomorrow will be weirder than this one. hahahaha!!!
I’ll have to be on the lookout for it!
It’s posted now. 🙂
Yes, I know. I was there, then I went for supper, then did something else. Now I’m going back 😉
I sang as I read .. love the poetic zone you put us in .. weird is good ..more take on fairy tale.. good stuff , Charlie.
Thank you yassy. I needed to shift into a different territory. Had fun playing with weird comedic themes. 🙂
The new poem is posted. 🙂
😊👏
Macaulay Culkin is a coagulated pizza.
Aside from free Milk of Magnesia, do you like the music of Frank Zappa?
Always more than interesting to visit here, dear Charlie.
SMILE, you’re on Cheshire Camera!