Second date: She’s afraid of roaches.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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sometimes a lone leaf on a tree
has more poesy than a whole book
sometimes a lone page in a book
has more mosey than the hole in me
sometimes a lone me in a tree
has no more pith than a hole for a heart
sometimes a lone hole for a heart
has no more kith than cliff and scree
is this how it’s gotta be
an empath tipping from reality
into the inscrutable
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
it’s time for a showdown
bananas peeled and cocked
protein death at fifteen paces!
the plugs are in the sockets
the cables are pulled through
i’m ready to cross swords!
we salute with both fish drawn
with bearskin pants and hats
pomp and ceremonial slap!
and poor shakespeare is goggling
from a portrait on the wall
at this school play of ‘hamlet’
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
Once upon a time, Vladimir Putin shot himself in the head and billions around the globe rejoiced. Steven Seagal, however, did not rejoice. He mourned the death of his boyfriend and never made another shitty martial arts movie ever again. And this too caused the billions around the globe to rejoice. The end.
P.S. Though one other person did cry… but who cares?
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023