Not from Concentrate

Diluted Horror
Diluted Anger
Diluted Pain
Diluted Rage
Diluted Lives
Diluted Loves
Diluted Joy
Diluted Compassion

Pure freshly squeezed
Please

One last limerick and then no more I promise (unless asked )
This ones dedicated to all those out there using their Android phones/phablets/tablets.

Crunching.
Two and two equals nine, as I know,
Just as four into twelve doesn't go.
Number crunching's such fun!
Look! Eight fives-€”twenty one!
Can't you see it? How come you're so slow?


edit:Unknown author



I dont know what's going on with the weak ending... but Android crunchin's weak too!

Tragic and true

Dickenson ridiculing public office.


I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – Too?
Then there's a pair of us?
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you
know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one's name – the livelong
June –
To an admiring Bog!

Emily Dickinson


The brain within its groove
Runs evenly and true;
But let a splinter swerve,
'T were easier for you
To put the water back
When floods have slit the hills,
And scooped a turnpike for themselves,
And blotted out the mills!