Pandemic Poetry Part Song*

Chaos of Contagion

How to cope with the Chaos of Contagion?

The confusion of conventions

The conflicts over comportment

Floating, floating, floating, floating, floating

No solid ground to land on

Civilization grinding to a halt

Opening opportunities of expression

Look at me floating above

Suspended in animation

It’s a good time to reassess

Everything

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Comedy Writers Have Taken Over the universe

Who is writing this shit?

Clearly, comedy writers have taken over reality.

My guess is it’s George Carlin & Andy Kaufmann

Today’s headline was a perfect gem of nihilistic humor:

NASA says there is a 0.41% chance that an asteroid will hit us the day before the US election.

Given the mutated time stream we have slipped into, I’ll translate that as a 100% chance, maybe 110%.

This begs the obvious question of where would we most like the asteroid to strike?

Political targets (Congress, the White House…) are too obvious. Carlin would want more irony, and Kaufmann would want less predictability.

Spoiler alert: Here are the top five targets:

1. Mount Rushmore
2. Our “defensive” stockpile of nuclear weapons
3. Mara-a-Lago
4. Harmlessly into the middle of the ocean… creating continent-swallowing tsunamis
5. The world’s stockpile of toilet paper

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Who am I?

All of the news that contradicts my views is fake

All of the rumors that support my views are real

Who am I?

If you guessed someone other than me & you

You’re wrong

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• ”Song” is 2, in Thai

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Here’s a flower to click, if you’re into that sort of thing:

Nothing Matters. Here are some “Poems”

Sterilize

Sanitize

Reorginize

 

Sit and mope

Be a dope

Try to cope

 

Wear a mask

Avoid a task

Finish a poem