Rhyming Prose

Hello, my name is Walter, I am the pustulating carbuncle of a growth on the lower quadrant, left side of Donny Profits face; I own the appearance of meat lace. I am here by God’s grace. My shape, size, and hue are a function of Donny’s view and masked conjunction. My task is to teach Donny humility, and to one day fade away with nobility. Donny is a Lothario of the first order. Donny views women as an experiential border, to be breached, a measurement of his disorder. Sex being his sole justification, fuck women’s emancipation. He navigates through life manufacturing strife, could be your wife his next annexation. A snake in the grass, who says kiss my ass when the women is passed, her prime. I now must get busy for here comes Lizzie, low self-esteem the perfect prey for Donny’s play, in fact the lay of the day. My task will take time; such is the crime of Donny.

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About bigsyrb

I am creative and artistic but live in the real world. I possess compassion, charity, and nobility when required. My education is as eclectic as my prose. I have travelled the world and remember Mount Kilimanjaro when it had snow on its peak. I can gently remove the stitches from a sleeping child’s forehead to save him the trauma of a return visit to the ER, and I can outrun a hippo when the occasion calls for it. I love and respect my parents; I love and respect my children, I love and respect myself. I believe in true women’s emancipation, and Germaine Greer is a fraud. Ethics, honesty, and integrity are at their best when no one is looking. I have good teeth; and in my view attractive feet. A bowl of thin cold gruel takes on prodigious gastronomic proportions when you haven’t eaten in ten years, and takeout somehow leaves you hungry. I am looking to fulfill a need and will search to the end of my days if need be. Last book read, Conrad Black, A Matter of Principle. My favorite authors; D.H.Lawrence, Susan Sontag, Darwin, W.Somerset Maugham, Stephen Pinker. The next book I read will be The Corrections, by Jonathan Franzen. My last three sculptures, Ayatollah Khomeini, Dead Horse, an English Coalman, working on many more. A neophile by nature who believes unconditional love is a hostage situation. My sense of humor never lets me down in this sometimes painful world and I don't blow away in a light storm.
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