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PONTIUS PILATE
ANCIENT land
old ancient tongue
(mysteries unrevealed)
hate my longevity
hate my Heart
An old man hauling sand
asked me a for a coin
of a Roman figurehead — Pontius Pilate!
your part of the Crucifixion
was marked not only in Human history
but within the Celestial Heavens
the summer cooks grass
and life — history cooked all those
who were too blind! Mad! Mad!
Ancient Land – 2020 now —
crazy hearts crazy Souls
unhinged — too (haaaaaa!) Blind!
Mad! Mad!
:: 07.08.2020 ::
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Eyes wish to cry
but they have l e f t
me
alone and unfocused;
are the days of a bleeding soul
are the long days filled with
absolute Horror is my life:
struggling to breath
biting at the fabric of space-time
Life knowing how hard it is to leave
the flesh, blood & bones. Is my life.
My own horror.
:: 07.08.2020 ::
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Her glance glows & lingers of otherwise
beating feelings within her Breasts
Oh if and of her soft pure thighs
blind y o u within her grace,
nor,
nature or voice of human speaks
only one of this thing to unwieldy the
arch whence issues a new emotion.
Nor could a stark and stunted
root display her youthful vibrancy
beneath the shoulders of Life,
no, not speak as we within the fur
upon a beast of prey, nor speak forth from
their lines like a Soul of Life —
these memories of youth for youth
and older Souls to remember :
we live life in circles that grow wide
and endlessly unroll.
:: 07.06.2020 ::
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AGES of restless furnances
dancing among their own flames
eating death by untold wars
The Soul: a great warrior
and Earth the expansive battle-
ground that wring the necks of
evil ones; stamping & dancing
to kill the flames, vile hands
mottled flesh and skin.
Across the blue skies a Peace
while men scream and women cry;
babies giving up the life of youth
for the grave — turns the heads of
lambs!
while young men turn old and gnaw
their fingers; never praise madness
when it is madness of no purpose!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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In this past I remember crickets &
flies indiscriminately conflating
phylum and Genus. Whether my flesh
within Babylon or Bayonne–
tonight is the toast of this Night:
Herr Ludwig Van Beethoven
his anger and brilliance could bore
kind hearts but his sugar notes and
finesse of the keyboard was charity
and progress — so sick am i within
all these strange looks […]
we saw and heard and were all these
sick happy heaps of children on the brink
of pleasant discovery.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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if the big smirk in the skull
of my mirrors kiss this dirt-death heart /whom everyone
wonders\where did he or she go? i will not have ever loved
one more than you whilst i take the red from within your body;
a hand’s impression is an empty theater without darkness and a
shard of light. i am a shape without the
once-good kissy-lip’d mouth /silver-moon’d anvil striking
spoon collecting the images of one fatal wound/;so much as the dilapidated
heart birdcaged within this ruinous estate!
:: 07.01.2020 ::
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i fled into a house of shadow’d despair oh fairy
cock ring the 4th horseman
researched the bible / as LITTLE birds sang per
pound around wonderment we wept
emerald tears of fortitude.\ who with a fist
could sickly love you
so come on over and do-liciously fall from your
skies/this thing like
biblical violence fuses onlyLIVING ORGANS
shot the shit oh shoot the shit
closing my Eyes i hear the sound
of forgetting.
aaaaaaahhhhhhh! what can it be if not
an immaculate moment! mystery vs. evil
and she has a puppet string to my heart
;like SCIENTIFIC PROGRESS EATS HUMANITY
;as birds hate hungry cats/said the unborn
fetus inside the wetOrgan of God-Talk.
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EAT me
taste myself
lick me again
luminous tendril
ate me my friend
oh virginal
immediacy of twilight’s
mystery made into Flesh/
mEAT me(by miracle of your
)dreamslender exquisite
brown Texan snake…
bit me.
:: 06.30.2020 ::
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so how are things —
i sang, ‘how kids know without
the ever-apparent adult noose’
who knows what it means i mean
who really knows how it hangs?
w e could a s k 4
more as nature is not a fruit but
a whore; i strangled myself blue
knowing How my mouth likes to
shoot a bullet through its roof!
–=———–HAHA——–===-
Agent Orange please return to Room
Blue A; we all know what it means
to have met a genteel man named (now
get this) Ay Nal. Hey man! i’ve
got a disease called laughing hyena
(a carnivorous mammals of the family
Hyaenidae of Africa and Asia) yes sir.
my eyes were blue as an ocean then
the tears of sorrow took them away.
:: 06.30.2020 ::
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how now is as five finger-Libran
male(darling).a particular Soul
lost weight confessing all his
Sins__now alive than anyWorld
would or could understand.
a miracle angelHair cut must
come before the noose of darkness
and now this shining priceless
advice)no single Leafless heart
can be contained(i kissed the like-
ness of your forevering snowTouched
Heart Pit trap.
:: 06.30.2020 ::
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