June 1, 2016

tumblr_mj3yp2bYMB1qghk7bo1_500WAVE THAT FIST!

SHAKE THAT BONY FINGER.

SPEW, RANT, RAVE.

BURN THE WORLD DOWN

DON’T LET ME STAND IN YOUR WAY.

BESIDES.

I

DON’T

CARE.

WHEN YOUR RAGE IS SPENT AND YOU ARE LONG GONE.

I’LL WRITE ABOUT YOU, SING ABOUT YOU, PUT YOU IN A SONG.

AND THEN.

I’LL

EAT

GELATO.

Are We A Little Cross Today?

Angry

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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My Facebook Page

Mocks my Blog

” Everyone loves me.  I’m sexy and cool”

My Blog doesn’t care. It knows it’s true. It’s dateless and lonely.

If it had feet, it would be wearing the wrong shoes.

” I wish I could be like you, ” my Blog says with a sigh “You’re so fun to look at and your wit is sublime.”

My Facebook page flicks it hair over it’s shoulder and lifts up it chin. It looks down on my blog and says, ” I am cool I am in.”

” You don’t know what sublime means, do you?” my  Blog says breaking out of rhyme.

” Screw you. I get likes and I get hearts and cakes.”

” But you don’t know what sublime means do you.”

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