Digital drawing, Parody, poetry, twisties, Whimsy

MiniMacros ds.808

The ink ran

while a magnet canned a can of chips.

A pen moved

while a transistor loved its relay to a motor.

Why did the stylus broke apart

when the user can not seen to seen,

only a wallet that was left at the scene.

Opened and broken and not stolen,

yet its contents have nothing but its own tears

from just this year.


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abstract, Digital drawing, Dramedy, Drawing/Sketch, Line art, Parody, poetry, twisties, Whimsy

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Smile me a simile as

 would I be a clown 

but not a joker.

Love me a board to be

 not be as bored although I can make

 a cord of those carboards.

Why then like a like when I 

cannot even comment as 

my own comet be as an irony

 to be liked and frowned on.



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Digital drawing, Dramedy, Line art, Parody, poetry, twisties, Whimsy

Could the shoulds would’ve been a can?

Should the woulds could’ve shall be a shant?

Will this tongue be twisted tangled and tango at the same time,

you took my hand and loved me at your breast,

while I became none but your soulless forever puppy;

Because you came to me asking of love and devotion one can only






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, . . .

Silly noun,

oh you dearest verb,

of what adjective am I, to use.

in a world of adverb to have not been,

preposition with.

Ahh my love of my grammar that hates all of punctuation.

Where are my paper, pencil and pen.

Damn it,

I see none but this horrid fire of a tablet,

called technology.



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