On Monday, 28 November 2022 at 17:16:04 UTC-5, NancyGene wrote:
> My Gift to the Ladies
> by NancyGene
>
> What’s up, Pussycat sitting there with that louse.
> I’ve a present for you if you’ll come to my house,
> but not too soon and call when you do--
> I’ve a bevy of dolls but will make room for you.
>
> Hey, there Blondie! Look! Your future’s right here!
> Haven’t seen you before, can I buy you a beer?
> Now don’t be stuck up, I’m handsome and rich.
> I will treat you real good and not like no bitch.
>
> Babe, you’re my next ex-wife, to love and respect.
> It’s you I admire, and your lower intellect
> Doesn’t matter to me since I’ll have it all
> When I throw out your things and I tell you to haul
> ass.

November 30, 2022
by NancyGene

Storms come through, white as death in a field;
Winds blow past, harsh as love at an end.
Thankless November, month of unforgiving.

You and I, sweet as breaths from a babe;
He and I, enigmatic for months.
Do you remember much of Darwinism?

On Wednesday, 30 November 2022 at 20:38:24 UTC-5, NancyGene wrote:
> November 30, 2022
> by NancyGene
>
> Storms come through, white as death in a field;
> Winds blow past, harsh as love at an end.
> Thankless November, month of unforgiving.
>
> You and I, sweet as breaths from a babe;
> He and I, enigmatic for months.
> Do you remember much of Darwinism?

On Saturday, December 3, 2022 at 5:43:09 PM UTC-5, ME wrote:
> On Wednesday, 30 November 2022 at 20:38:24 UTC-5, NancyGene wrote:
> > November 30, 2022
> > by NancyGene
> >
> > Storms come through, white as death in a field;
> > Winds blow past, harsh as love at an end.
> > Thankless November, month of unforgiving.
> >
> > You and I, sweet as breaths from a babe;
> > He and I, enigmatic for months.
> > Do you remember much of Darwinism?

Go team.

On Friday, 4 November 2022 at 23:10:42 UTC-4, ME wrote:
> On Friday, 4 November 2022 at 22:17:59 UTC-4, blackpo...@aol.com wrote:
> > On Friday, November 4, 2022 at 8:57:23 PM UTC-4, Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:
> > > On Friday, November 4, 2022 at 5:07:40 PM UTC-4, Edward Rochester Esq.. wrote:
> > > > On Friday, November 4, 2022 at 8:55:35 AM UTC-4, Ash Wurthing wrote:
> > > > > Could I interest you all with concepts and precepts?
> > > > > It won't cost you a dime, just a moment of your time
> > > > > And I have rhyme for just a nominal fee of more of your time.
> > > > >
> > > > > Like old people with palsied facilities
> > > > > self proclaimed wise men postulate needlessly
> > > > > so proudly heedless of Life's one certainty
> > > > > that we will always piss each other off- endlessly
> > > > ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > City Bowels
> > > >
> > > > I sit and hear the words of a frightened man,
> > > > his furtive poetic plea, "Can you hear me, Can you hear me?"
> > > > echos throughout the sewer system.
> > > >
> > > > And rats hear him, while scampering into dark shadows--
> > > > their fur glistens as if faux leather, "Can you hear me?"
> > > > escapes from manhole covers but the city sleeps
> > > > as Dominic cleans his fingernails with a penknife, thumb and forefinger
> > > > guiding the sweep.
> > > >
> > > > Dominic tossed all turncoats into the sewer, lifting those solid iron
> > > > manhole covers that have been there since the end of WW2, old Buicks
> > > > from the 50's to today's electric things, polishing the date.
> > > >
> > > > At times, parades march,
> > > > Thanksgiving being a time for family
> > > > but family is delicate with today's 'omertà', no second helpings,
> > > > no fluted Apple Pie, it's to the sewer where one has to dodge
> > > > the big cities flush.
> > > >
> > > > Those Christmas shoppers never know how many bones
> > > > are beneath their feet.
> > > >
> > > > Edward Rochester Esq.
> > > ----------------------------------------------------------
> > >
> > >
> > > Infidels
> > >
> > > They thrive in caves
> > > along with bats and cell phones,
> > > weaving webs of carnage,
> > > bringing to modernization
> > > the stench of home made bombs
> > > and blood splattered windshieds.
> > >
> > > Robed in body odor and verse,
> > > they pose for the cameo
> > > telling all infidels: black widows,
> > > capable of carrying life,
> > > can also take.
> > >
> > > Edward Rochester Esq.
> > ----------------------------------------------------------------
> >
> >
> > Comfortably Numb
> >
> > She lived in a shit hole
> > on the lower east side,
> > usually having a smoke
> > out on the stoop, complaining
> > to those that would listen
> > about rats as big as dogs
> > keeping her awake
> > through nights, some afternoons
> > but all knew better, those tracks
> > telling us she lied,
> > the rats, just a withdrawal from sanity
> > no traps to set
> > but the one she's caught in.
> >
> > I offered a sandwich once,
> > "No, the belly hurts today"
> > I offered a paint job to dingy walls,
> > "No, the landlord will get it done."
> >
> > She offered me a blow job for twenty.
> > I gave her the twenty keeping it zipped.
> >
> > "I owe ya."
> >
> > "You owe me nothing but you're gonna die
> > you know."
> >
> > "Everybody will die."
> >
> > Yes, everyone dies, some surrounded
> > by loved ones, some put into
> > marble crypts, some over in potter's field
> > where dogs take a piss on the unknown.
> >
> > Why, I wonder, the injection of slow death,
> > the slow rotting of teeth inside cheeks
> > as hollow as canyons.
> >
> > I popped a beer one night in my place,
> > hitting play on "Comfortably Numb"
> > and thought of her, comfortably numb,
> > seeing rats that weren't there
> > and soon enough wouldn't be there
> > herself.
> >
> > The TV blared war was imminent,
> > roads buckle, bridges collapse,
> > murdered girl found, seven-year-old missing.
> >
> > My toothless friend
> > was given little choice, reality
> > or comfortably numb.
> >
> > She chose the latter.
> >
> > I choose to fight it.
> >
> > Edward Rochester Esq.
>
>
> Deep and Dark….