
Misanthropy Inc.My body hasn't slept in weeksMisanthropy Inc. by ~TheLastIconoclast
My head is like a coconut
And my antivirus is on the blink.
As usual I have a rumbling in my gut,
Too much coffee will do that you know.
Besides that, I have to see my shrink
And explain again I'm in this rut
That only an affair or cocaine can fix.
I asked a friend of mine how's tricks
And she gave me all her problems,
There to hand out support and tissues.
Like a good sponge I absorbed her issues
So she could be free to blow some guy.
Or girl. Can't keep up with people these days.
Some are straight and some are gays
And others haven't a fucking clue.
The ceiling fan has some interesting views
On racial minorit

MagnitogorskI saw a face, dear God, a faceMagnitogorsk by ~TheLastIconoclast
Flint-chipped by screaming winds
And gaunt from grainless days
This man is jailed behind glass frame
And peers forlornly with work-worn grace.
His life cheap as his clothes or his name.
Cheaper than the vodka he drinks.
He slaved away in Magnitogorsk
With the Poles, Russians and chinks.
And the foreman doesn't care
Because he's dependent on their toil.
If they don't meet their quotas
His bones will bind the soil.
He supported the Czar
And then the revolution
What does he care for politics?
He can't even spell "constitution".
Never saw a light bulb
Before he came to Magnitogorsk
Now he has grown well used to

The Dead Dream WellMy mind is a maelstrom of howls.The Dead Dream Well by ~TheLastIconoclast
Shook-steel hard screams and writhing
Contorting visions of hell and hell-fire.
Why can't I sleep?
When will true sleep come to me?
Violence, bodies and mobs
Crushed glass under boots
And burning shops and churches.
A silent, smirking girl
Who torments and violates me
Night after night.
Perverts and lechers stalk me,
Follow me from dream to dream.
But these dread dreams end
At the grim-grey morning.
I awake and the nightmare
Continues.

InterplayThe punching bag is high hangingInterplay by ~TheLastIconoclast
In it's corner, dark and unbiased.
My left and right ride out
Crimson cloaked cavaliers
To strike a chord or two of violence!
She gives no complaint, no motion
Save the ducks and dodges of hand
Struck inertia, she strikes and rebuffs
On a wide wall.
Other boys give their left and right
Hands for holding and caressing,
Mine give only for battle
Against a non existent foe.
The bout goes on
And I am out of breath.
Tchaikovsky's majesty roars from speakers
As I growl and grunt and lash out
Ten thousand ancient enemies
Roil and disappear on the bag's face
Cannons roar and I finish.
Sweat and silence louder than l
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