Tag Archives: #psychology

THE SCHOOL OF FOOLS

THERE in an instant
once labeled
becomes a thing
other than itself
before — a clean slate
maybe more
now caricature
of ‘this’ and ‘how’

The linears need
their lines and rules
to fit preconceived notion
into their folds
but ‘things’ are not
and rules do beg
to smother and kill
the ‘self’ — many holes
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WHO SERVES WHOM?

WHAT electric wizardry!
–this white clean store,
polished, white on white
unblemished glass and steel
unnerving to a naturalist’s eyes
but the translucency of gadgets!

A savior of circuitry serves man
Ah! Soon to be topsy-turvey
and even so — maybe now
who serves whom this day and age
when so many are teethered
to their devices — such a vice!
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MY SIMULACRUM LOVE

MY reproduction of love
so precise in detail
your sister distorted
intentionally ordered

Some say you are a fake
but truth becomes your right
in hyperreal distortion
I claim you as my own

Millennium have tried
to reproduce true nature
but in my century of pose
such claims took hold

Sorrowful metallic tears unfold
— facing naked prejudice
life is complete! — besides
composition of carbon or steel

You live but don’t breath
and eat but don’t thirst
and sleep but don’t dream
complete me you complete you

Some have asked a famous line:
do androids dream
of electric sheep
yes and more — such is love
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ASHAMED ASYLUM

ASHAMED asylum pry secrets
from past heavens
who keep landmarks
so ruined in wonder

Your locked revelations — shrinking
diminishing truth…

Past borders beyond the soul
that cries in velvet tissue
bending truths into creased belief
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BY WHAT MEASURE

BY what measure
to determine love
Surely not during mingle
but upon separation — I say

Then only does the heart —
feel what it has not
The mortal wound of happiness
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WITHIN YOUR MIND

I PLANT myself within your mind,
That covers itself with your beauty,
You, unknowing, allow me to seep toward —
That vessel you carry within your chest

I plant myself within your mind,
Aching to light a fire within your heart
You, catching yourself refrain from me —
That vessel within me sinks to darkened depths
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ORGASMIC SYNTACTIC AUTO EROTICISM

ORGASMIC syntactic auto eroticism
                         — It’s what poets do


WITHOUT HER TRIPTYCH

A LINGERING indecision laid bare…
and morning sighed with me beside
an internal debate flees — asylum
With turmoil between fret and fear

So I decide…

A narrow splinter jiggles in the mind
Like how someone treated me – a wreck;
Love, like us, a barren and somber alter
Without her triptych

And questions remain…
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DIGITAL DISSONANCE

BROKEN video
Instagram friend
Twitter fiend
Bring to me
Flesh and bone

Tag this — fuck you
Like me — diss you
Scream forget you
Lick my like bitch

Plastic hopes
Drop the soap
Really now…
Don’t you know

Forget me now
Photo dope
Living shallow
Hello?  Hello?  Hello?

Hollow…hollow…Hello?
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NON-MATERIAL ISSUES

The universe laughs
it jeers and sneers
at the folly of matter!

Little is of no reality
nor is large – beset by all
conjure a shape – our fall

Location is our dislocation
a point upon a map – a dot
that spreads across the lot

Fathom what you cannot know
and know that you cannot see
even the smallest of creation!

But never speak to the universe
what is love or feeling or sensation
for it is not a part of its creation

We are part of and part out – see?
a duality of this and that
our animality versus spirituality

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