America is the weirdest country
paradise hands down
and home of the brave
master manipulator
technological stranger to my soul
influencing calibrations
with advanced turnikit on battlefield
and an unrolled Gucci velvet belt
holding the sleekest silver materials
sharp tools within
all the bells and whistles
to torture you
like voodoo puppet projects
prototype nobody knows
Not sure if your new name
Not sure if your new name fits you. Your work is anything but ordinary: startlingly clever, sometimes enjoyably snarky and satirical and far far more than meets the eye.
I don't think I've read a more spot on, metaphorically blazing definition of this extravagant nightmare, this twisted nation "like voodoo puppet projects" or "sharp tools" swaddled in designer velvet. You're still a legit word wizard, my friend, and, as a nice little bonus, you voiced my own exasperation in the notes.
Delightful, acerbic, edgy brilliance.
Looks like you changed your
Looks like you changed your name again. That's cool. Disregard the first sentence of my comment, but I meant what I expressed about your writing. Always enjoy reading you.
Oh but darling I already had
Oh but darling I already had quite a few still turning in the chamber of my brains, like a game of russian roulette, so that when you delivered your delightful compliment, one of such consistency that is the highest hurrah! in cherished quality also to that reaction I have upon receiving, out of respect for your starting statement, I rushed to change before returning to give great thanks, with a name I hope is befitting which we now both can appreciate, honorary, in reverence to your very own divine grace, always absinthe-proof as a best-friend blessing to this page
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