Boo

Knock! Knock!

 

Who there?

 

It’s Ebola with another tasteless joke to kill the audience on Halloween.

 

Hey, you Silly Virus! Come on in & join the party! Grab a beer!

 

Hey, you brought a doctor as your date?

 

You lucky stiff.

 

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Last chance. Reach for the sky

Knock! Knock!

 

Who there?

 

It’s Ebola with another tasteless joke to kill the audience on Halloween.

 

Hey, you Silly Virus! Come on in & join the party! Grab a beer!

 

Hey, you brought a doctor as your date?

 

You lucky stiff.

 

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Tick...Tick...Tick...

I wanted to switch from Art to Algorithm after falling in love in the computer lab.

 

What could have been can drive one to insanity or to the pursuit of justice.

 

I take from column 1 and 2 and then some dreams hard to kill.

 

See programs run. Run programs run

 

See them run

 

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Tis The Season To Oil The Machine With The Blood Of Fallen Super Heroes

Is it possible to do a homework assignment on drawing tourists to The South Bronx?

 

Is it possible to make true a wish to live life like a Great American Comic Book?

 

The plug of Higher Education was pulled. I died and went to Google Heaven.

 

I’m a restless spirit in Cyber Space gathering information for a court date.

 

I remember how all this happened thanks to Win98.

 

I worked ideas in the computer lab. I had head injuries inflicted by a Neo Nazi at NYU.

 

I’ve been abused by cops at The Sixth Precinct that was thick with The Dark Side of The Police Force. I’ve had my work for We, The People stolen by a politician to glorify his ego in The South Bronx.  I’m now a Cyber Cowboy drawing everyone to police line-ups.

 

This is Judgment Day Dress Rehearsal with no religion up my sleeves…

 

I did the math and it works in mysterious ways. This is Poetic Justice

 

This is homework better late than never.

 

This is High Noon 2014.

 

Gotcha.

 

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I created a new religion to make money!!!! Oops. You know too much...

Is it possible to do a homework assignment on drawing tourists to The South Bronx?

 

Is it possible to make true a wish to live life like a Great American Comic Book?

 

The plug of Higher Education was pulled. I died and went to Google Heaven.

 

I’m a restless spirit in Cyber Space gathering information for a court date.

 

I remember how all this happened thanks to Win98.

 

I worked ideas in the computer lab. I had head injuries inflicted by a Neo Nazi at NYU.

 

I’ve been abused by cops at The Sixth Precinct that was thick with The Dark Side of The Police Force. I’ve had my work for We, The People stolen by a politician to glorify his ego in The South Bronx.  I’m now a Cyber Cowboy drawing everyone to police line-ups.

 

This is Judgment Day Dress Rehearsal with no religion up my sleeves…

 

I did the math and it works in mysterious ways. This is Poetic Justice

 

This is homework better late than never.

 

This is High Noon 2014.

 

Gotcha.

 

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Train of thought

Is it possible to do a homework assignment on drawing tourists to The South Bronx?

 

Is it possible to make true a wish to live life like a Great American Comic Book?

 

The plug of Higher Education was pulled. I died and went to Google Heaven.

 

I’m a restless spirit in Cyber Space gathering information for a court date.

 

I remember how all this happened thanks to Win98.

 

I worked ideas in the computer lab. I had head injuries inflicted by a Neo Nazi at NYU.

 

I’ve been abused by cops at The Sixth Precinct that was thick with The Dark Side of The Police Force. I’ve had my work for We, The People stolen by a politician to glorify his ego in The South Bronx.  I’m now a Cyber Cowboy drawing everyone to police line-ups.

 

This is Judgment Day Dress Rehearsal with no religion up my sleeves…

 

I did the math and it works in mysterious ways. This is Poetic Justice

 

This is homework better late than never.

 

This is High Noon 2014.

 

Gotcha.

 

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Time Warp

Good-bye Higher Education. HELLO SPRING BREAK!!!

 

Welcome to our soap opera, The Young & The Stupid.

 

Hey, is that Jason in the woods with a machete?

 

Nah. It’ s just The Ozone Layer pissed off.

 

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Yeah, but I was Tron before Tron

I wanted to switch from Art to Algorithm after falling in love in the computer lab.

 

What could have been can drive one to insanity or in the pursuit of justice.

 

I take from column 1 and 2 and then some.

 

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LOLOXOXO

 

Enchantment of your eyes I sighted last night in forty winks.

 

So quickly ends eternal dreams

 

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Absence of love is ultimate terror

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Oops! I've seen to have all of your information, Danny.

Enchantment of your eyes I sighted last night in forty winks.

 

So quickly ends eternal dreams

 

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United Selfies of Admerica

The African-American kids upstairs began their usual stampede at 6 AM on 10/27/14. 

 

On Father’s Day, I woke up to find myself in the kitchen walking on water like Jesus on Television. They left the faucet running again. Again, I empty pots and wait for the Dominican super to show up to knock and bang on the door upstairs until it reveals a bleary-eyed black woman Welfare had taken out of homeless shelter with her kids and into building my disabled mother has lived in since Watergate Scandal of the 1970s.

 

Calmly and with consideration to the black woman’s problems, I asked again for a reduction on noise pollution. No apology was offered as she closed the door with her last words: I forgot to close the faucet.

 

The super once caught her husband smoke marijuana in the hallway of graffiti that grew like toxic mold on bathroom walls. He disrespected the super as he did me when I talked to his blood-shot eyes about respecting my mother’s rights as a tenant. I feared if I made a call to 311 he might retaliate by hurting or killing my mother.

 

No matter how patiently I addressed a jobless black man he kept pulling the pin on the grenade of confrontation to make himself feel like a man with power.

 

Swastikas cannot be made without black and white. 

 

Again, I pleaded for mercy on behalf of my mother who has several appointments at Lincoln Hospital after an examination for breast Cancer. I saw in his eyes Apartheid appear like a possible case of Ebola in a 5-year old in The Bronx.

 

What happens to his children in this poorly designed anti-poverty program?

 

Do the kids become another crop of criminals to be harvested by bullets and illegal chokeholds? Across the river from this homeless shelter of a neighborhood is the halfway house called Riker’s Island Prison. Across this homeless shelter is a funeral home. There is higher education up the block called The Public Library.

 

Read three ways to leave The City of Illegal Guns and Roses.

 

I know the road to hell is paved with many good intentions but it would be a good try to get the mayor’s wife to give counseling to that family in The South Bronx of America.

 

This would be Pre-K homework far from finished

 

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Welcome to The United Selfies of Admerica

 

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Eye can

 

Squirrels surrounded me in Saint Mary’s Park like I was a lone nut

 

I fed them chocolate bars power packed with vitamins.

 

They were so cute nibbling and looking up for more.

 

Then I saw a jet black one sneaking up like ninja.

 

I smiled in remembrance of The Secret Squirrel

 

Is he another star on the big wall of the CIA?

 

Homeland meets Orwell’s Animal Farm?

 

TV made me nuts in The South Bronx.

 

America’s been berry good to me.

 

It’s time to pay it back.

 

Show Time.

 

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What was I thinking when I did this!!! It’s a thought crime to make people think!!!

 

Oh well….

Idea Invitro for those that can't concieve

 

Squirrels surrounded me in Saint Mary’s Park like I was a lone nut

 

I fed them chocolate bars power packed with vitamins.

 

They were so cute nibbling and looking up for more.

 

Then I saw a jet black one sneaking up like ninja.

 

I smiled in remembrance of The Secret Squirrel

 

Is he another star on the big wall of the CIA?

 

Homeland meets Orwell’s Animal Farm?

 

TV made me nuts in The South Bronx.

 

America’s been berry good to me.

 

It’s time to pay it back.

 

Show Time.

 

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What was I thinking when I did this!!! It’s a thought crime to make people think!!!

 

Oh well….

Welcome to the jungle of corporate thieves and my version of Tron.

 

Please enjoy our feature presentation.

 

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Coming This Fall

Gleefully, he gloated as he typed what he thought would be the greatest best-selling book in history just one second before a polite meteor knocked on his door.

 

Hi, Anxiety by Danny Aponte of P.S 161 in The South Bronx of America

 

 “We don’t publish stories from minorities,” a woman snarled over an ancestor of The Smart Phone. His ears were still ringing with puns hours after she had hung up.

 

Chapter 1: It was a dark and stormy night of Post Traumatic Stress from rejections.

 

All of a sudden, lightning transformed him into The Hobo With A Library Card!

 

Pens popped out of fists like the claws of a wild animal (perhaps a wolverine.)

 

Writer’s Block exploded in all directions of the planet Earth. 

 

The world of publishing shuddered in dread of retribution.

 

And this was just the first draft.

 

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