m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


We Have been Covfefed!

We Have been Covfefed!

a new obsession. push limits, how do you know

what is too far? yeah, hmm... how do you know

when you have gone too far... ding dong! over the top,

pop pop popintop. shamma lamma PC ding dong

resist much, obey little! little littles get little sus along

exceed some limit. lost her head, banged a gong,

be headed in the wrong direction beheaded... stop!

fa la la la la,  have you lost your ever lovin mind syndrome?

no no go, just stepped over turrets line, the end. dead

end of bloody fingers holding a potus decapitated weed

hair head of the free world. head of state faked...covfefed

us in midnight feed mindfuck. there is peaceful, there is wild

shit, piss, pussy bow and sometimes I am both at the same time!

he’s flarfy...it started trending, neverending, small hands smiled

ping pong, I spat in the eye of hate and live... I am alive

by jingo, to die another day. wango tango insouciant shrug,

this is what we must do for one another –thug drug slug

pusher keep pushin– we must live for one another...the bug

splat! rat-a-tat-tat make a new word, define it, use it! urban space

tusk, musk off with their heads on pace paris place climate race

trace this place, hubbub looking for planet B gasping for clean

air, pine tree smell. a big shit fuel obsession, yeah! mn-hmm, mean

shakenbake pop rocks define ‘word’ laugh limit quick q tip queen

tween baleen beached dream that is useless he vents his spleen  

tang. jello jelly jelly suck it dry, take, take, take! anthropocene.

 

Etats Unis

Etats Unis

Stars and Cicadas!

Stars and Cicadas!