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FLESH MACHINE

THE armies of nations move forward and the women
with their babies — fear.
The Light of my last night from a window with
my wife blinks out
like an eye within the night:
i am everything and nothing: I shave a last time
while she sleeps requires no more tears — no more fears.

i feel the heat of a sun down the road; orders and marching boots into the womb
of death so i say the light of my last night with silent screams and no more tears
. None. Mouth of steel and AI mind eats human flesh today — listen,
tired hearing you scream: no time to talk about my love. I can EAT
your memories if you walk into my path — save yourself. How the world
became this WORLD IS DEAD. Hide within shadows and hate yourself.

Listening to mourning souls like you makes you my prisoner — like a
turtle finding the ocean. Pray for God’s mercy if it makes you feel
human but feeling sorry makes you meat and soul now; the machines
eat and you should never give in to them.

rEASON with humans and hearts –> refuse machines.

:: 08.04.2020 ::

FLESH MACHINE

THE armies of nations move forward and the women
with their babies — fear.
The Light of my last night from a window with
my wife blinks out
like an eye within the night:
i am everything and nothing: I shave a last time
while she sleeps requires no more tears — no more fears.

i feel the heat of a sun down the road; orders and marching boots into the womb
of death so i say the light of my last night with silent screams and no more tears
. None. Mouth of steel and AI mind eats human flesh today — listen,
tired hearing you scream: no time to talk about my love. I can EAT
your memories if you walk into my path — save yourself. How the world
became this WORLD IS DEAD. Hide within shadows and hate yourself.

Listening to mourning souls like you makes you my prisoner — like a
turtle finding the ocean. Pray for God’s mercy if it makes you feel
human but feeling sorry makes you meat and soul now; the machines
eat and you should never give in to them.

rEASON with humans and hearts –> refuse machines.

:: 08.04.2020 ::

THE armies of nations move forward and the women
with their babies — fear.
The Light of my last night from a window with
my wife blinks out
like an eye within the night:
i am everything and nothing: I shave a last time
while she sleeps requires no more tears — no more fears.

i feel the heat of a sun down the road; orders and marching boots into the womb
of death so i say the light of my last night with silent screams and no more tears
. None. Mouth of steel and AI mind eats human flesh today — listen,
tired hearing you scream: no time to talk about my love. I can EAT
your memories if you walk into my path — save yourself. How the world
became this WORLD IS DEAD. Hide within shadows and hate yourself.

Listening to mourning souls like you makes you my prisoner — like a
turtle finding the ocean. Pray for God’s mercy if it makes you feel
human but feeling sorry makes you meat and soul now; the machines
eat and you should never give in to them.

rEASON with humans and hearts –> refuse machines.

:: 08.04.2020 ::


SCENT OF AUTUMN NIGHT

October darkness without a moon
a winterless space within hearts
what dreamy spine against thick
sunset nights.

perceiving fingers upon a piano
crying notes and cascading centrifugally
expecting silly — clumsily thumbs.

oh, e.e. how you enter thisMIND of mine:
“i feels so lonely fer duh good oledays we
spentin’18 kicking duh gutsouta dem
doity foreaters an humpin duh swell janes on…”

 My waving floating blue fin tuna eyes —
hook and flotsam death.
  It really bust be Nice. never to
have no body or imagination) never to never
wonder about guys you used to( and them
slim hot queens with damn next to nothing.
   loving skin and soul and lips a kissin’
the sun and moons beyond our imaginations.
Oh how time and space and in between we
gore the pleasant feelings of flesh-life;
living just a small moment here and now.

Praise!


A HUNDRED POEMS – 080

I did it!
TO STEAL THE light
that child i am, so!
[lay] i did for me.
and myself? cried.
Did you feel the rivers?
i fed it my happy tears
drowsing water inside a
deep throat! and me/my
child-me ran we did! Upon
as ghosts upon field of
my dreams and life smelled
like daddy and mama clothes
clean: wind-swept dried
souls now dead.


A HUNDRED POEMS – 051

TODAY I saw creation in that act of submission
with my human hands / a crafted answer
– did I do
not of God’s-breath nor cosmic fire-brew
but through passion a deeply–passion dew
my works of art, alive!

A life longer than my own
my love, to you I give
what is love if not art than
only my simple beating heart.


SCENT OF AUTUMN NIGHT

October darkness without a moon
a winterless space within hearts
what dreamy spine against thick
sunset nights.

perceiving fingers upon a piano
crying notes and cascading centrifugally
expecting silly — clumsily thumbs.

oh, e.e. how you enter thisMIND of mine:
“i feels so lonely fer duh good oledays we
spentin’18 kicking duh gutsouta dem
doity foreaters an humpin duh swell janes on…”

 My waving floating blue fin tuna eyes —
hook and flotsam death.
  It really bust be Nice. never to
have no body or imagination) never to never
wonder about guys you used to( and them
slim hot queens with damn next to nothing.
   loving skin and soul and lips a kissin’
the sun and moons beyond our imaginations.
Oh how time and space and in between we
gore the pleasant feelings of flesh-life;
living just a small moment here and now.

Praise!

:: 09.28.2021 ::


INSIDE MY FOOT

Fell down inside my foot  & wonder’d
will i ever be secured?

Ate the poems and children’s stories
of childhood and hung upon the chord
of my insecured    LIFE.

Butterfly poet blurry eyes — what we
think — and wish upon those good ole
days //superluminal light \\
    how organs inside our bodies
play music like an ancient orchestra
upon a wooden floor.

I want to be with mommy now.  She gave
me love and without mysterious energy
: i sometimes remember her smell when
before she just died all i remember is
her smile and love.

\ i wish i could hug just one more time/
oh turn back time to those old days
when she was my age — so stressed out.

now burning a candle of my words
now my name is clearly insane
to those days when mother sang
and those were the best of days

:: 09.28.2021 ::


UNKNOWNS

Oh boy! How we carry onward and carry weight a long time
i sing blues and watch with the saddest eyes — i could never
send you an invitation toward my world but I carry that weight for
ever and only ask a few moments to read the words my heart
bleeds today.

Every light, every day, every night and i sing to myself:

this youthful life has been such a cold weather oh yea
and i sing,

“it’s alright cause your small smiles return
to the sun everyday — and the sun sun sun feels and knows”

In all my simple poor life i have seen the eyes of dying ones
and some places have others that lived great lifes
in this world: some are good and others remain as echoes
of dead voices but within my life I have loved them all
the same.

But in this blue marble hanging in deep space i think of love
and how we all change forever == some for the best and others
drifting through time without lovers /// some dead — some living \\
but within my Life I love them all.

But of all these friends and lovers there is no one that compares
to you and all these poet’s words : are my life and I love you more.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


LITTLE SOUL

OH little soul —  rest within these arms and oh, Evie how you grew from the minute you came into this world until now.  And hey girl, (she always smiles because as you know it’s always a soul who frowns that makes the world
a bit colder)  she is the warmth of love.

(somewhere within her smile she knows)

Oh the movement you need is upon your knees:  crawl, then walk and one day we’ll run toward the blooming flowers!

Although the day may be gone nev’er are its sweet taste nor voice, lips or soft hands. You are asking me now but i cannot convey how the world is to a little soul — this just born girl.

Oh just believe me now and how i believe you’ll know.  How your smile and endurance awakens the angels and moves mountains and ocean waves.

What a warm breath, light whispering tender semi-tones.

Bright mind, accomplish’d shape and exquisite style — budding charms
and blooming flowers and igniting the sight of beauty within my eyes
holding the sight of beauty within my arms.  As a dusk holiday holy night
of fragrant-expectations lead me toward wild winded nights as woof
of darkness thick, for hid delight and full of tears crying for a day,
and  believe me:  let me read love’s missal through to-day, while
many days and years i’ve been alone and cried and how many ways
to try?  Always leading hearts of love back toward the opened
door of many tryings and waiting here.

Praying, i fast and feel that washing rain of broken hearts all
in no vain.  Let me know the way.

Still: it leads me back to your birth. And your entrance into this
world of cold.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


DENIED BY NIGHT’S FACE

REMEMBER ME? Denied as night’s face
you took love and spread it across those
golden fields of gold
shadowless prey?
i bring peace : moon of all days &
Watched the western pressure of these skies
move – predicted an end so we never began.

EXTRACTED hate from whispering grass?
how clamped lips starved joy in time
and starved space. And golden peace.

You will remember when the northern moves
and love’s murdered eyes dissects
to mere faded memories __
while we walk upon burnt fields and closing
skies.

True, we never promised years or faithful love.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


KKK JELLY (POLITICIANS)

Hey! You! FCC and dot GOV brother boy
I ate a monster to-yester-night
ate the hospital in a daze under
surgical lights
where doctors(doctor?) never co-operate
for less than a buck (Ka-mal-a for less than a penny)
but your husband-cadaver bro
covid-spewing pimp lobster blew
it blew my balls so flew across your walls —
the doctor mocked and made way to ATM teller grabbing
all the woke dollars of moms and brothers // while she sipped
upon a straw calling all these mutha-fuckers
all these white cracker-monsters (yeah? unless we cooperating)
make me wish to make a dip of KKK jelly to fuck all
those politicians (for once and all –//
once these scents were all black and white and others
not so black and white : hell so they so \\\THEY jail’em
sail’em to other parts of insignificance like you like me
and tomorrow those with skin so blue next so follow me (controversy)
and it all smells like bullshit to me — today a new catastrophe
woke’a woke’a woke’a stupid brain you cannot
erase what you said on instagram now, tomorrow
or yesterday –> so remember/ dismember all these
roosting cocks laying bombastic hens in my coop.
>>>009897978 \broken eggs. infesting. bleed. do not mention me)
I throw down the upside of your short memory
So listen to me telling
the poor they came come on over and leave’em
under a bridge in Del Rio — like Americans in the
middle of a BBQ hosted by Tailban hating women.
Monster? Hello I’m monster too — Called AMERICAN
CITIZEN WATCH WHAT YOU DO while you operating and
we are now ovulating and fuck you old man.

more than pencil — we disgusted.

:: 09.17.2021 ::