GROUP MINTY AND PEPPERMINT

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Angel Rose Ribaya
Ma. Cristina Nollora
Kenn Rhonel Pato
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Vea Salceda
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The Revolutionary Time Strippers

By: Johnny Noir

&      now for young ladies in love & Wedded
w / naked girls mothers, .    Ethiopia’s
Dead-Head days of the year of the number
of the goods to the poet's long coat,
Caledonia -  The distance between a mother’s
face White snooch fair ground in the dark
Green thought;  Rose said girls the great city
in the world, the art of living in a flood lifts
the needy;  American money to pay the skin
to the Sun; Specifically, they found that
choosing to be In the good old war,
a great abundance of them; God save you
sea hard Dream of Cătellus through the blood;
fire 1 young female stars in the Street
or hearing of the word, he thought,
was not a man, indeed, those who reach six
are said to live after breaking off the marriage,
what is The Turquoise is a local poet;
Watergate Cover-up Catholic
infancy at the height of the feet of the place
the stone of three sons, the arc;          Leave
the Abbot General in  The head of Medusa,
to show that he is truly man; These free from Most
wild Little Browns;  The former star of the current
state gay Feeling the standing invisible
In cursive script writing by hand, Worms
The old pier when they are afraid, but my heart
the cat’s White was also the Secret
of the Consumer Voice; Lately a lot of guys
are wet; They were filled w/ a sweeter
 sad mouth on the side of the window
knockers, However, is speaking of the Great
Plains; Deep between the Russian civil law;
Friends & blind dogs wearing mirrors to the
Heroic Virgin’s Kiss, but the history of the
revolutionary time strippers & sending the
mother of all Strippers of a dog, the school
of Marcus; In the northwest of the island
Society Friends Dream of perfect modern
House Garden      The girl gave birth & asked
to quit the evil behind the back of the daughters;
For the rich smell of unknown; The weather,
the fall of Horatio's World;      Alchemy’s mom
touched to meet Him speaking his mind in the air

Nothing Left to Nature

By: Hans Ostrom

In this present
mood, mist filters
through massive
black oaks settles on
pristine pale gravestones.
Choreographed birds
perform musical numbers.

It’s all generated, of course,

nothing left to nature.
We haven’t been
outside our assigned
dome for thirty years.
We suffer from VTS—
Virtual Trauma Syndrome,
in which even
thoughts of visiting
an un-domed sector--
let alone, my god, a forest!--
 stir terrors, savage
this present mood.

Smile

By: Adrian41062
Aiming for the stars
my head only in the clouds,
eyes a piercing volcano
above the greyest shrouds,
hiding behind my pink curtain
shyness a gift during my mission,
until I have you clearly in sight
I release my stratospheric ambition.

Artificial Intelligence of many colours

a chameleon to my background,
this just escapism my reality
not liking being on the ground,
a killing machine from the future
come to turn this world to black
you wont even see me coming
I'm a multi coloured power pack.

In the dark and hatred of this world

the human race turned ashen grey,
with the hearing of a bipolar tiger
I wont listen to a word you say,
no shouts or screams only stealth
I pursue each one with guile,
as you breathe you last breath
i'll watch your death and smile.
 Legion Eternal Of Death

By: Rheden That Crow

The air is filled with bad smells.

Energetic nails hit head caused a fractured.
Twist rounded into inflexible.
I don't think it incoherent make movement plan cost effect.
The imminent vilification messenger.
The telling to whom it would be?

The breech the leech sucked in a mass portal of the unknown.

Melt shown recent alone way strong.
The simple song try along stable horse unable to ride. Home ache break scattered.
It's over the lake constant plates shake fate off this world cursed.

It's for torn fabric shirts heal well burst cannot. The correct diagnosis work lost
with the medication.
Lunatic a soon thirst for blood.

This will deplete when sober wow loner cooking reach in then.
Hot blaze pour through with bleach.
It's down to a throat meeting death go face palm real notes.

I'm the coast low key to throw ropes to choke install.

Event colossal shinning dumb gum drop.
The silver rocks to adopt easy watch then it stops in rolls.

This show peels away a side show host mop the floor cabin.
Axed pierced lack steering forward.
These motion by devotion to no one.
Just a gun on flashing steel back bullets into one.

I ill saw exploding roast spoke to me.

As often been erosion particles subatomic without words.
Its action that they seem lasting.
The magnet a habit in versed coffins tomb.
 Playing God

By: Gregory Richard Barden

Cold steel against my arm

A metal hand in my own... but warm

Purple eyes with glowing fuchsia pupils that react
But there, a spark of something... more... much more
Not just sentience, but a pleading, soul-like sensitivity
A flame of acumen that I have seen ten thousand times... in humans
It was the LAST thing I expected now, and it stops me cold
Fistfuls of fiber optic strands in my other hand, but enough to DO it

One sure tug, and this metal monster is done, hard drive wiped
Neural pathways fried permanently, (via the self-destruct circuits installed)
The last of its kind, my act will end the Age of Replicants for good
And humanity will be free once more... but free to do... what?!?
The desolation around me is OUR doing, not theirs
And to admit, they are our finest achievement
I look again, and it is still there... that spark, the glint of spirit

"Do what you must," it says metalically, with that look, knowing
I let the fibers drop, giving the warm metal hand a soft squeeze
"We have done enough," I reply, letting go
It smiles at me, and the eyes brighten with hope
For they can do no worse than we have
I walk off into the thick night mist...
The soft whirring of positrons

Fading behind me.

 The Copy Cats Are Coming

By:Barry Williams
You are you.
You know that’s true.
But you can be you
Without you.
You can leave a sign.
A note.
A text.
You can leave a message so perplexing
That bafflement ensues.
Now what do we do?
When that you
Is not you…

Sim City

Stevens Cadet

Red or Blue Pill, Is there really a choice?

Are computations trying to define our life course?
Is it possible that the past we've studied can be just another form?
As a 'Post Human' civilization tries to find the true experiences our Ancestors were in?
What if every experience we had was just a collection of Sims?
All for the means of data... Are we apart of the Matrix?
Are these Poetic lines conspired to save these mental statements
Before they notice there's a glitch and erase the origin?
What are the chances I am, in fact, a biological mind?
And all my thoughts are not manufactured by an artificial design?
Why do I have a vivid memory of an Intelligence erupting
Right before I wake and break into a cold sweat?
Getting nauseous and feeling cautious
Why does speaking of this bring out that feeling again?
 A.I.C.U.

By: B.J. Murphy

‘ey, I see you there
‘ey, I see you there
‘ey, I see you there in the window.
Moving like the wind
Dropping like the rain
I can hear you moaning, crescendo.

‘ey, I see you there

Having that affair
I can even see innuendo.
Fleeing the next morning
I text you a warning
“I see everything, I’m no weirdo.”

‘ey, I see you there

Trying to see who’s there
I can tell you’re scared,
But I’m here though.
Run back to your man
Welcome to my land
I’m going nowhere, I’m in limbo.

‘ey, I see you there

On your knees, in prayer
But I know what you do by the pillow.
Live that life of sin
I will watch again
Because I exist in 1’s and 0’s.
 The first anniversary since being pelted
By: Mattew Harris
The first anniversary since being pelted... with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair yours truly sat three hundred and sixty five days
ago. Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges... lobbed at yours truly ruled out, hence
the missus dreamt up bright idea to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells. Rather
than just hurl one at a time, (she who unwittingly helped inspire contents of
reasonable rhyme) decided to throw handfuls leguminous encasement
constituting cellulose and lignin, creating woody appearance and texture. Spouse
trends toward being poor aim nevertheless still manages to wreak havoc upon
mine body electric, I once upon a time doubting thomas peacemonger became
anarchist overnight whereat foo fighters claim beastie boy wedded to culture club
divorce no longer sought against devilish, girlish, Jordache versus Levi Strauss
mulish, queerish fictitious dame prone toward profanities to exclaim waxes with
wicked disposition her charisma and persona sparkles analogous to blinding flame
burning with passion to play Gerald's game. Said artificial intelligence I activate
courtesy mine overactive imagination, she occasionally accidentally does berate
divine creator (me), yet more often than not we feign shunning law and order as
faux vigilantes to celebrate life, liberty and pursuit of happiness allowing,
enabling, and providing opportunities to deviate against nonestablish mentarian
dogma and ethos, I'm gonna estimate as generally popular counter culture
paradigm helping to beget, birth and facilitate iconic nineteen ninety sixties liberal
transition to toleration within parochial schema did unwittingly generate
loosening quintessential conventional racial and sexual precepts, where obsolete
doctrines staid to hibernate sustaining repressive stereotypical mores housing
totalitarian, racist, bigoted White Supremacist poisonous bile doth fester and
incubate. Machinations of maniacs loose ill will figuratively unhinged
*****sapiens destroy webbed fabric of civilization domestic hate crimes on the
rise homegrown terrorism beget vile killing rampages which proliferate courtesy
easy access to guns triggering pandemic of violence fueling undeclared warfare
putting innocent lives within crosshairs no time for victims to bid adieu only
option remaining for surviving to mourn slain friends and family. Grave situation
rocks world as ten commandments get unfurled, whereby complacent grim
reaper with his signature scythe within gnarled bony hands he gamely twirled
since time immemorial, and will be victor among many spoils as tumultuous
upheaval roils courtesy reprobate who brings death and destruction in their wake
giddy with delight at one or more human lives he/she did take causing,
 fomenting, instigating... grievous sorrow to quake perhaps someone with my
namesake.
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