Edit: Thumper’s Poetry story below has inspired some of our other contributors to original output so I thought I’d put up another article for their pieces.
Below we have a lyric from RandomGit
an Ode by LurkerGal
and a kind of pseudolefty/nihlistic rubbish by Absent Diane
Fester by RandomGit
Sleight of hand upon my mind
Steps in kind with love in time
You take the very best of me
Make it yours for all to see
You love no one but yourself
But I love no one but your self
Battled bed and sorrowed sleep
word for word not cheek to cheek
See you come but not for me
Tag along just so I keep
You love no one but yourself
See me love no one but your self
Step to arms just cause they are
They won’t last with you for far
I scream upon your towered wall
See me scuttle see me fall
You love no one but yourself
Break for my love of your self
Truth to me it has been found
I bury me down under ground
I take you too you failed to see
You could not stop
What you made your self not see
You loved no one but yourself
You saw no one but yourself
I take down love and all your self
At the last I won all of your self.
Ode to a blog that isn’t really a blog by LurkerGal
O’ RiotACT,
You double edged sword
How you inform me on community issues
Helping me in my work
O’ RiotACT
How you entertain me with your wit
And make me consider important issues
Such as housing, politics and Hayley Jensen
O’ RiotACT
How your contributors frustrate me
With their ignorance and small mindedness
And sometimes they inform and educate me
But usually not
O’ RiotACT
Fuck you
You arrogant bastards.
The balance of life by absent Diane
Forces our hand
I call it nature,
You call it karma
We call it life
For What you take out
You must put back in
For what you give
Will You receive?
There is no indemnity
There is no reprieve
From oblique social standards
Derelicted by our decree
Let the bastards fall
So the mongrels can rise
The plebs will stand tall
The lines will be blurred
Cycles and balance
Entrap us in their web
When it bounces back to hit you
Will you ride the wave
Will you be the slave
To your own petty weakness
Will your weaknesses grow
From strength to strength
Or will you be caught
As the cycle turns
And as it turns
Tumbles and spins
What was flesh
Will be bone
And Bone
Will be skin
It has turned from without
And is now within
What you take out
You must put back in
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