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Decay


Coming off of the erotic for a bit.  I have been aware of rumors being spread about me and I have not been a happy camper.  These people have been calling my lady and dropping hints about me and I had to defend myself unnecessarily for things that aren’t even true!  I have dropped out of a lot of personal appearances because I did not want to see anyone.  I was writing how I felt (yes, for all you long-time readers of this page, this is a brain dump) and I have sat on it for a while. Now, the time where I should have said something in person to those circulating these vicious rumors has probably passed, but I will share the poem I wrote to process my feelings.  For those who have been gossiped about, you know how this feels.  Here is my new piece – 

Decay
Ironic that people have time to be cobras
Spitting lies like venom,
Rumours like acid;
Noses buried
Like a paro looking for sustenance
In the refuse heap of other people’s leftover lives.

Ironic

People are crabs.
Scrabbling to the top on the backs of their fellows
Instead of uplifting

Each one
Reach one
Teach one

They are pimps
Peddling in
(mis) information

Dealing in propaganda

Snorting the addicting rush of
“He said she said they rushed into bed and ….”

Too blasted nosy
Cozying up to lies

But, then again

The lure of whispering is mesmerizing

Gossiping is the (new) ‘in’ thing
As they huddle around their dealer
Their stupidity is the currency used to buy this drug

Ironic

Coz this chronic is the death of the nation
Even though people crave gossip like their next caffeine fix
It is slowly throttling them from the inside
Poison so good
They don’t even know they’ve already died
They’re cast actors
Walking dead
Not a shred of humanity left
Just seeking out the next source of

Neeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwssssss

Coz brains is so last year

Ewwwwwwwwwwww……..

That is the stench of their rotting integrity
Falling away……

About PassionPoet

Wordsmith. Spoken word artist. I inhale words and exhale poetry.....

Discussion

29 thoughts on “Decay

  1. oo nice rant man….some people have nothing better to do with their time that spread the gossip…as if it makes them something, in the know or…maybe feel a little bit better about their own junk and keeping the spotlight off themselves…

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    Posted by brian miller | May 21, 2013, 3:08 PM
  2. Yeah, my posts go out to my friends and family, and sometimes things get rough. There is that fine line between artistic expression and self-censorship.

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    Posted by Todd Alan Kraft | May 21, 2013, 3:22 PM
  3. ugh…it’s terrible when people have nothing better to do than gossiping and hurting others with what they spread…hope the person gets the message…ugly business and good to release the own emotions with a poem

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    Posted by claudia | May 21, 2013, 3:27 PM
  4. I could feel your disgust and anger. Really deep.

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    Posted by Fay | May 21, 2013, 3:31 PM
  5. Glad you stuck to crafting Robert, and sorry for the circumstances that triggered this piece, but I still love the passion and feelings of it.

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    Posted by Katherine | May 21, 2013, 4:02 PM
  6. It is sad when all people have to do with their time is to gossip about others. I am glad you wrote your words. Poetry definitely helps.

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    Posted by Mary | May 21, 2013, 4:48 PM
  7. Cathartic vitriol. I enjoyed it. I know the gossiping type, and I don’t like them.

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    Posted by bostonpoetry | May 21, 2013, 5:19 PM
  8. I love it I love the way you described it, real deep feelings. Do remember Proverbs 16:28 Gossip is spread by wicked people; they stir up trouble and break up friendships. They are talking about you that means they are paying you nuff attention. They will soon leave you alone there are so much more things going on right under their nose. Keep up the good work Love.

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    Posted by empress | May 21, 2013, 6:11 PM
  9. Couldn’t agree more. Sorry you have to deal with these idiots!

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    Posted by M. J. Joachim | May 21, 2013, 8:22 PM
  10. I can feel the power of your anger… It is sad when people feel the need to interfere with others lives in that way, so many better ways to spend their time.

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    Posted by kelly | May 21, 2013, 8:51 PM
  11. Sorry to hear about the gossip. It’s very sad when people choose to believe something because it seems sensational – what empty lives they must have.

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    Posted by Rowan Taw | May 22, 2013, 3:55 AM
  12. Hope you feel better after this rant…it certainly resonates…I have been the victim of gossip here and elsewhere..and it’s ugly, unfounded, and I feel for you. Ignorance reigns sometimes…and so do petty jealousies, and evil. My thoughts are with you, and I stand with you. Now back to who and what you love. xo

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    Posted by 1emeraldcity | May 22, 2013, 12:14 PM
  13. Umph! That opening stanza comes out swinging and the rest doesn’t stop punching back either. I feel you, babay. Now and again you have to remind some “ignant” folks that you do know how to throw down, when they can’t shut the fuck up. And when you’re done, you take off them boxing gloves and slide back into that velvet touch, okay?

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    Posted by Raivenne | May 24, 2013, 9:36 AM

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