So Says Old John
In revelation days to come, when plague & sulfur flow,
steeds of war & death & pestilence shall trod ‘cross rock-strewn roads—
the last pale horse will leisurely bear its death-head load
& all four riders know the end is made of neigh & woah.
sum
thymes
poe
et
tree
mayks
know
cents
Logged into my Vivaldi blog space for the first time in a few months to find that Vivaldi turned on the ActivityPub plugin on their hosted WordPress blogs. This is my first test post to see if a post makes its way to the Fediverse. Hello world!
another year notched
& reckoned & still
the world is broken
in too many ways for
spotify to entabulate
but at least we heard
some bangers while
scrolling reddit for clips
of riots, wars, floods,
& famines from afar
look you
got to
get out
of the
way of
progress
or else
you just
are gonna
be shaking
fists at
molehills
& you
don’t want
to piss
off the
moles now
do you
because those
starry-nosed
sumbitches
will chew
your ass
right up
there’s not much
you can do
to appease
the gods
except maybe
a good blood
sacrifice or two
so be sure to
stub your toe
really good
every week
or trip over
your own feet
& fall flat on
your ass or face
& that will keep
them at bay
until you step
on a Lego
in the dark
at 3 a.m.
& then
you’ll be good
for at least
six months
if you want
to save the world
don’t start with
yellow jackets
because those
motherfuckers
need to die
