Ice and Water
Ice and water
Clashing, thrashing dualities
Hurling swirling shoreline insults
“You're soft, squishy, and weak.”, the glacier bellows.
“You’re massive, hard, and unforgiving.”, the sea replies.
“Damn right. I am so large, hard and heavy, I can move mountains.”
“True, but I can lift you up and carry you away.”
I wrote ICE and WATER while thinking about the upcoming No Kings rally. It will happen next Saturday, March 28th, 2026. This will be the third nationwide protest rally, and hopefully the largest. We are a sea of people crashing against the icy elites.
My Bellicose Brainworm is Banging Bells
His babbling buffoonery nauseates me.
Our bucolic Oval Office blimpy balding baboon-baby constantly bestows us with his bewildering brainwaves.
He is a bull-shitting behemoth—a bitter, broken blueprint of battery behavior.
He blatantly blathers bafflingly bigoted bylines of beratement while brashly bloviating bewildering belligerent bias.
This boastful bastardized bastion of brilliance betrays us all by besmirching and bemoaning bygone election ballots.
Begone bitcoined brained blanched blowhard.
Bells peal this BOZO a belated "BYE-BYE."