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PINK SLIP

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life

Pink Slip

I dismiss you
I won’t miss you
no reason to
believe you
no crowds to
bump into
won’t say hi to you
even if I do
see you
I dismiss you
I know you lied to
doesn’t matter to
who
no one believes you
no reason to
miss you
won’t say hi
whenever I see you
maybe behind bars
or racing between cars
in a heavy black coat
carrying white lies
the audacity you have
is beyond belief
Like it’s said
scratch a lie
find a thief
the petty things you took
makes you a small time crook
you have no honor
and no integrity
your authority
has become a liability
you caused more problems
than you solved
didn’t care about the risk
or who’s involved
looking for a scapegoat
you have not been absolved
But it’s ok I will take one for
the team
Me leaving is waking up
from a bad dream
I won’t miss you
I dismiss you
no reason to
say hi
if I
ever
see
you

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		The Immortal Wize says: YeahðŸ˜† Love the title poems by this commentor So Long Buff 'Em Up Fun Witted
		mlowe5 says: I too, like this other allegorical meaning of that infamous "pink slip." Owner of self; not of somebody else!. Nice share. Peace and Love, mlowe5. poems by this commentor DAILY SAILING LIFE'S WATERS OF TENNESSEE AND WE from rising to setting...
		Charles2 says: Smooth poems by this commentor Archipelago Bigot ...tree dawning ...horizons

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Breadcrumbs2021

STEEL SHIRTS

WHOSE VALUE SYSTEM ARE WE TRYING TO LIVE UP TO
WHEN WE GET TO
SLIP INTO A NEW CHARACTER
LIKE A FRESH SHIRT FROM THE LAUNDRY
ONLY TO BE TOSSED ASIDE WHEN SOILED AND DIRTY
A NEW SHIRT WITH A NEW MEANING WASHED AND COMPROMISED
NOW WITH HOLES THAT ARE SEE THRU
I WONDER IF WE WILL EVER FIND A SHIRT THAT WILL FIT
WHILE BEING SUBJUGATED
IN THIS RULE BASED ORDER OF A SOCIETY
THAT GETS TO CHANGE THE STATUES
WITH THE SIGNING OF A PEN
OR BULLDOZE THEM OUT OF EXISTENCE WITH NO
RESISTANCE
SOOTHING THE CONSCIOUS WHILE TURNING A BLIND EYE
FRESH NEW LIES PREPARED FOR THE DAY
TO GO WITH THE NEW SHIRT AND TIE
JUST A LITTLE MORE CROOKED AND COMPROMISED

THESE TRUTHS ARE NO LONGER SELF-EVIDENT
UNDECIPHERABLE, INCOMPREHENSIBLE
A SLIPERY FOUDATION LIKE A SHIRT TO SMALL
...

Need Help

I remember

MUTED

The sound of creation
are muted on this page
words held in silence by
a script I did not write
Silenced by what I did not say
Waiting on the referee to ring
the bell don't wait until the count of
ten
Keep quiet
Rejecting the thought
that you got one more card to play
I fold
Heaven help us all
Muted silence
Transcribe it to me
in some ancient text written just for
me
There's no place for you here
Walk away and take the loss
An empty vessel of broken words
Connect the dots, but keep quiet
Silence,
The thoughts you thinking
not moving the needle anyway
Best to stay on MUTE
till you figure it out.

HANDMADE

SOME ALTERED
DEFINITION OF WHAT
IS REAL BEFORE
YOUR FINGERS
TOUCHED A KEY
BOARD
SOME BLACK PLASTIC
WITH NUMBERS ON
IT.
GET THE ***
OUTTA HERE.

It Was Him

I think it was him
not long after the
dust setteled
a short straight line
where lips are supposed
to be
that uttered the words
not you but we
stringing a narative
that was impossible
to believe
soon after the
dust setteled
you
can't
see
what
you
can't
see.

reprobate

REPROBATE

I looked across the room
and I knew who you were
no peices missing
it showed in your countenance
an absence in your eyes
the darkness shown thru.
You can't hide the truth
of you.
No matter how many
lies you tell.

Chance Encounter

Don't skip me
one of the chosen few
but still
I don't
trust
you.
I know
what
I know
I won't forget you.

Digital Resitance

Category:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::>>>>>>>>>>>>.................................
My selected thruth
It's not on a page
that was nerver written.

It Matters To Some

I matters to some
you can't
tell by the numbers
only when you look
at one.

When

A bad experiment
that went wrong
turned out we liked it.