Absurdist poem 5: Language

Do you understand,
A word, I said,
Are you listening?
In our oceans,
You are far away,
However, how hard can it?
We try to communicate
This is a political game,
Mostly only spoke loudly.

Absurdist poem 4: Current Affairs

Holiday horror,
Holiday cheer,
Wet, windy, and cold,
You said dead,
Holiday horror,
No cheer here,
But birthdays every week.

Absurdist poem 3: Dispute

Dishwashers don't cause problems,
People do.
There was an inevitable accident.
Opposites attrract,
The dish ran away with the spoon.

Absurdist poem 2: Perfection & Lies

If you could,
I love you,
You are to me,
Everything resounds with me,
Read my mind,
The truth,
Perfection,
If only.

Absurdist poem 1: Am I?

Come what may,
So I may dream,
Birds may fly,
Do you have any questions?
And I am Mrs. Smith.

There is nothing here,
But there is always something,
What would a pigeon know?
It's not yesterday,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

But what you said before,
Did you say something?
It's raining, it's pouring,
Not a bird in the sky,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Who am I?
Fly me to the moon,
I am flying high,
We're all going down,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Fuck Misogyny

There came a point,
When you ceased to be,
My beloved friend,
You revealed opinions so despicable,
They rendered you dead to me.
Not who I thought you were,
All my love for you sank into digust,
Surged with feminism,
As you pushed your discriminatory misogyny.
You have many problems,
And one will never be me.