(after listening to Duke Ellington's
"Strange Feeling")
Half the people
who ever insulted
me are dead.
That makes me
feel strange for ever
caring what they said.
hans ostrom 2021
Showing posts with label insults. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insults. Show all posts
Friday, March 26, 2021
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Failed Insults
Oh, you Kurdish book!
Don't give me that look, you fascinating nude portrait!
How can you live with yourself, hideous mildly tart apple pie?
Gesture of kindness, get out of town, hit the bricks.
Unpretentious professor, feeder of the hungry, calm presence, loyal friend:
you make me sick.
Working-class White male who isn't racist, I hope you're happy.
hans ostrom 2013
Don't give me that look, you fascinating nude portrait!
How can you live with yourself, hideous mildly tart apple pie?
Gesture of kindness, get out of town, hit the bricks.
Unpretentious professor, feeder of the hungry, calm presence, loyal friend:
you make me sick.
Working-class White male who isn't racist, I hope you're happy.
hans ostrom 2013
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