Spewing Contempt

Spewing Contempt

Am I spewing unspeakable hate?
I maintain I am not. You conflate
And confuse in accusing.
I find targets amusing.
I don’t rend limb from limb. I deflate.

–Tom Riley

Safe Sex

Safe Sex

Is Alyssa Milano on strike?
Is she telling mankind: “Take a hike”?
I was not startled when
I found out. It ain’t men:
It is dildos such sluts tend to like.

–Tom Riley

Body Shop

Body Shop

It’s a body I’m not having luck with—
One that age is determined to fuck with.
It is not – startling news–
Quite the body I’d choose.
But it’s clearly the body I’m stuck with.

–Tom Riley

Michelle Obama Is Absolutely Gorgeous!

Michelle Obama Is Absolutely Gorgeous!

The spirit of Joan Rivers just appeared
To screech well-meaning warnings in my face:
“Truth isn’t a defense here, lad! Two-tiered,
Our justice system truly has no trace
Of justice in it! No, not if you place
Your life, as I did mine, in jeopardy.
I recognized that creature as a case
Of bogus womanhood. They murdered me!”
She had a point, that ghost – and finally
I’m willing to adjust to what I know
Is false. All hail your femininity,
Michelle Obama! Look: I’m bowing low!
I’ll even praise the beauty that ain’t there.
My life, therefore, is one you ought to spare.

–Tom Riley

Mature Reaction

Mature Reaction

“Trump responds to critiques like a child!”
She exclaimed. “Drives my little ears wild
With unbounded disgust!
I’m completely non-plussed!”
Held her breath, and turned blue – and Trump smiled.

–Tom Riley

Common Paradise

The Common Paradise

You want to reach the Common Paradise?
Annihilate your noble qualities!
You conquered, yes – but you were far from nice.
You want to reach the Common Paradise?
Let all your strengths be redefined as vice!
Stand not erect, but fall upon your knees!
You want to reach the Common Paradise?
Annihilate your noble qualities!

–Tom Riley

William Blake, Ulysses and Diomed

Partisan of Perversity

Partisan of Perversity

Of course. A lot of lying pricks and cunts—
And mostly cunts, or so it seems to me—
Rise to defend Joe Biden’s creepy stunts.
The partisans of vile perversity
Could find no better poster boy. They see
That Joe, who gropes not only full-grown dames
But also girls who’ve not known puberty,
Fully legitimates their twisted claims.
If justice kicks patoot while taking names,
It must not soil the names of Democrats.
Let pro-life Christian types go up in flames!
Let gun nuts writhe, along with MAGA hats!
This is the sort of thought that fills the brain
Of Meghan Fucking Hypocrite McCain.

–Tom Riley

(Meghan McCain sticks up for Bad Touch Biden.)

Big Time

Big Time

Yes, Shea is begging big time once again.
From the real poor insistently he steals.
Proud of the charlatan he’s always been—
Yes! – Shea is begging big time once again.
His sycophants are echoing amen
In response to his self-absorbed appeals.
Yes: Shea is begging big time once again!
From the real poor insistently he steals.

–Tom Riley

(Beggar and dog hater Mark Shea “rattles the tin cup” for days on end.)

Hero’s Death

A Hero’s Death

“Some punk with a shotgun just killed young Danny Bailey….”

–Elton John

Paris shot you, poor lad, in the heel.
Our contempt we sought not to conceal.
Were you god-like? Oh, sure.
But no flesh is secure.
This you knew. Gutless punk made it real.

–Tom Riley

Restoration

Restoration

Hector’s body you deigned to restore.
Well, you had to. Unwise to ignore
Jove’s command from on high.
You relented. No lie.
After that, you got on with the war.

–Tom Riley

Priam Pleading with Achilles, by Gavin Hamilton