Friday, October 18, 2013

5 depressed 55's



MORON 
I love the oxymoron social security. We aren’t social; we despise providing security for anyone but ourselves. I found this out when my wife lost her medical coverage and mine tripled. What I can’t figure out, is do I pay for health care and all the other insurances the government mandates I buy or taxes?


IT WAS ALWAYS LIKE THIS
Each passing moment there is bitterness, bacterium, eating my soul. I can feel my heart turning into soft stinking shit. I let it go on killing me. I try; I try as hard as I can to remember when things were different, better. But they never were, I was only fooling myself, believing in dreams.

© M Durfee
10/18/13


JACKING OFF IS ALL THAT’S LEFT
Detroit birthplace of pornography, ruin porn; investors from everywhere get hot from pictures of stripped naked buildings spread wide open, waiting for another wealthy prick ready to rape them stuck here again; lustfully stroking at the thought of so much profit to be had from taxpayers.
Viagra doesn’t work here, there’s nothing left worth fucking.

© M Durfee
10/18/13


GRATITUDE
I am a recovered alcoholic. It has been a long time since I have drank any alcohol. Hard liquor was seriously ruining my life, stealing from me every ability and passion I ever had. It had become both my mistress and my wife. Then I quit drinking. Thank God there are good narcotics still available.

© M Durfee
10/18/13


IGNORANCE IS NO EXCUSE
I hate that I never learned until it was too late if you can show you have no income, the government will give you all you need. Mostly I hate the two full time jobs I worked for so long that I will never reach that needed level of poverty to be middle class again.

© M Durfee
10/18/13




Simply because I love to torture people I wrote 5 55's for the main man of 55's.  All of these were inspired by an editorial in today's Detroit News telling me I should go and vote for a fellow named Mike Duggan. I can't really think of a reason to even vote to be honest with you. It does not count. The emergency manager of Detroit is the sole government entity of the city. Newly elected officials will only be taking up space behind a desk stringing paper clips together and that pisses me off and depresses me, BUT anyway here's a link to happier thoughts at G-Mans spot



19 comments:

  1. the porn buildings one...tight...sad, but tight...
    ha, gallows humor on the poverty line...i lived below it the last 8 years
    this is my first one over it in forever...maybe i should get a bumper sticker...

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  2. I admire your writing, and enjoyed all of these. You are correct, and wonderfully, succinctly so. It's something of a relief, to read these, nodding...

    Pearl

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  3. Poet Laureate of a dying metropolis.
    I've never felt such frustration in your writing Mark like I feel today.
    Oh it's always been there, but not as hopeless .
    Loved your hopeless 55
    Thanks for playing, thanks for your great support, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  4. You are just pouring it out, Bro! Hope the Tigers been joying you up a bit.

    Luv,

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  5. Depressing indeed. And sharp as ever.

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  6. Keen, eloquent, heavy as hammer-strikes, and true as only anger can be ~ M

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  7. Yes. These are sad and angry - but poetry is about what is inside you ... and your words do not hold back!

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  8. I think I like the Jacking off one the best.. The correlation between masturbation and devastation is brilliant!

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  9. helpless... hopeless.. true!

    and yes Mark, just carry on. you and me both.

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  10. My daily dose of reality in 55 x 5.

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  11. Geez...just what I needed this rainy Sat. morning!

    The emergency manager law will soon pass, these despots brought to us by the Koch Brothers and endorsed by our nerdy Republican governor.

    The sun will be out by noon.

    GO TIGERS!!

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  12. Wow, all of these were so intense and so amazing. "It Was Always Like This" reminded me of how I think sometimes... always trying to conjure up a "better time" in my head, my life --- and to tell you the truth, it wasn't so much better back then. There were no "good ol' days" because even then, I was bitching and moaning about something. Thanks for giving us a peek into your mind. Now pass the percs!! xo

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  13. Mark,
    You have exactly articulated my feelings on this depressing full moon.

    I think I too am an alcoholic, but I don't go to meetings.

    But yeah, drink or not, the furies still seem to rage all around.

    Incubus. It's a19th century word.
    But the sonafabitch just sits on your chest and seems to suck the life right out of you, while the furies rage.

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  14. I'm a 55er ... still desperately and furiously want to know what's around the next bend ... no matter what ... you ?

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  15. I think so much has been screwed and agree that there is not much left to fuck up. We have done a masterful job of destroying habitat, atmosphere, cities, water, other people, and on and on. I wonder if we will be alive to see the total destructiveness.

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  16. It's Monday, it's overcast, rain is threatening so these 5 suit my mood perfectly. Yeah, the middle class. Non-existent now...if it ever existed. Don't get me started on politicians and banks...nope...not going there. I'm going to try to think happy thoughts...or at least okay ones. Hope the sun is shining in your world this morning, Mark. A little bright never hurt anyone.

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  17. Mark-When I was a single mom working two jobs with no child support, I made too much to qualify for anything, but not enough to get by. It was suggested by the woman behind the desk that I quit work and they would 'take care' of everything. Disgusting. xo

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  18. In India we now have an option to vote for " none of the above"

    Hugs

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  19. Double nickle squares the dime.

    You should see the paperwork involved with Samuel France, veteran of the American Civil War ~ talk about having to make a case for even rudimentary healthcare in the late 19th century, let alone regular income, safety nets or anything else. Things are better now -- in some ways. In years at least.

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