the sophont

i wrote a book the sophont said
to codify my knowledge
to prove that i am smarter than
those fakers up in college

they think they’re bright those college folk
with their degrees and learning
but i could beat them all hands down
the way my mind keeps churning

i know the who the what the why
and how they fit together
to calculate the ifs and buts
and to predict the whether

it doesn’t stop there the sophont spoke on
my thoughts fly faster and higher
the only thing that i can’t explain
is why i’m a terrible liar

duet for one voice

by damommza and sunovawot

While stretching this band
that sadly unites us
we pull and we pull
but the damn thing just fights us

I want to go shower
you, to read a book
I want to just sleep
you just want to cook

the only thing worse
than being attached to a twin
is when we gamble at cards
we both lose and win

the truth maybe stranger
than any fiction
but that doesn’t help
alleviate friction

so pray for the day
that someone can sever
this bond that I loathe
that binds us forever

perks

though each and every one of us
could struggle through the mire
brave the battle raging
stand firm against the fire
there’s not one flaming reason
that any of us should
unless the perks are plenty
and the pay is bloody good

uncle bing

now here’s the thing, said uncle bing
i’ve had my crack at being king
but wood will burn and iron rust
and as a king i was a bust
it seems you can’t take any fool
and shove them on a throne to rule
and hope that he, or maybe she
will step right up and somehow be
the one to cure the people’s pains
unless you choose someone with brains
and i, said bing, as is well known
have got no brains to call my own

damommza birthday 2015

they say that as you get older
the aches and the pains they accrue
the eyesight goes, as does the stamina
and I must say, my dear, that it’s true
but there isn’t a point in complaining
you can caterwaul ’til you’ve gone red
but try to remember your blessings
you can’t grumble once you are dead
so suck it up and keep on toiling
struggling on, and I pray
that you manage to kick back and relax
and enjoy a happy birthday

yet anuvva burfdae

burfdae wishuz hoo wood haz tehm
scroo tehm up adn in teh bin
ai’z tu owld tu stil bee cowntin
senn-ess-sense iz settin in

wonse ai dansed upon teh taybulz
wonse ai woz so lieth adn fin
nao ai’m shaypd juss liek a beechbawl
nao ai haz a trebul chin

wotz teh ues in gettin owldur
wai iz tihs hao fingz must go
ayjin iz a curs upon uz
butt nuffin seemz tu holt teh floe

o mother

o mother he came to my bower
and spoke to me sweet words of love
o mother how do I kill him
if and when push comes to shove

my daughter the methods are many
and many of them have I tried
but the best must be a blunt object
for that’s how your poor father died

my god

my god is a body that lies across the water
the price of her protection is all a man can give
while the arrows fly in the heat of the slaughter
nothing less will do if you truly want to live

my god is a heart that beats in the darkness
she waits for us to come to her and light the sacred flames
many times I’ve prayed for an end to this starkness
but what she wills is what will be and gods enjoys their games

my god is a spirit that frolics in damnation
she calls on us to sacrifice our blood to her own need
nothing we can do will lessen her predation
not while she can caper and watch her people bleed

life online

by damommza & sunovawot

I
my stories and my memories
are saved unto the cloud
I know them all by heart and
I can restore “password allowed”

the files have all transferred there
my books, the songs, downloads
they are completey safe as
you’ll never hack the code

I’ve tried to send my soul as well
but the bandwidth is too small
I’d also need to encrypt it
behind a firewall

If I want to monitor
my memory or my RAM
I’ll just be sure to delete
all that crappy spam

when my browser isn’t flaming
and I know it’s a screenshot
I’ll save my memories of you
as you’re not a computer bot

II
please note before you proceed
to move your life online
the rules you must comply with
and things will be just fine

no love or laughing permitted
while you are a guest in the cloud
no memories that might be disturbing
in fact no emotions allowed

III
so now that you are settled
your life’s upload is complete
make sure everything is backed-up
before someone hits “DELETE”

the murder mile

save me a space on the murder mile
i’ve worn out my welcome here for a while
while custom and habit may cover most sins
i’d not be around when the fighting begins
and though it’s been said that i’ve lost my touch
for any that know me that’s not saying much
so save me a space and i’ll be with you soon
carrying my fears like a fiddler her tune

the nightmare is coming and each to his own
the beggar his hovel the princeling his throne
but my place was stolen from under my feet
by one night of passion and a life of deceit
so preach me a sermon of life love and death
and i’ll sing your praises with my final breath
and when it comes down to it you’ll see me smile
as i take a place on the murder mile

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