religion is the greatest marketer
of the industrial defense engine;
all believers are enemies of each other
and that makes for a great god of death
and astronomical gains in revenue
:: 03-16-2015 ::
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Religion & Defense
PARASITIC PLANT
i touched your leaf
then ran away
and some of you
came home with me
parasitic plant
how i feel
is how you see
a blade of grass
without a leaf
a buried soul
within a root
a beating heart
inside the tissue
of a vine
i’m blown away
all because of you
And by your method
you germinate
as my soul abdicates
releasing myself
inside your life
lovely hungry
parasitic plant
:: 01.10.2022 ::
THE WORLD SMELLED OF BURNING HOPE
FOLDED are the burnt angelic wings, my last heavenly fight where all celestial beings bled
golden blood, and afterward all wines flowed.
Today i pour thankfulness and tears into a chalice older than the rocks i sit upon.
How temporal beings unknowingly acting out the last drama above their heads.
Entrusted sacred Heart i have armed against injustice.
The stage hand chooses the curtain’s openings and closings.
Watching as i remove cosmic dust from my brow many living and nonliving things around
me perish. Enough! To manage erasure of hope I nakedly rode the wild beast’s silent
leap to perish all joy.
Hiding behind human skin, how admired and hated. One of love one of scorn. Alone, broken,
poor, destituded within a face not living but dead they do not ever see. A poet once said,
“they won’t kill you any more than if you were a corpse.’
History of incredible folly. A mind uniquely landscaped by the cosmic bang i destroy all
understanding of word and stanza, painted the color of vowels! A beauty, E quisite, I loved, O you, U nless i am a dreamer dreaming me.
:: 01.01.2022 ::
ULULATED PERFUMED SCREAMS
ALWAYS remember money isn’t everything
a little nonsense now and then
is relished by the poorest wisest men
THAT Everyone refused to feed him
as his mind a dam of dynamite
moved his tongue like the sea
so easy — sister taught him to ululate
without mushrooms — spirits dug deep
with their thin fingers inside that mouth
to pull out mine! Laid out the soul
against the scentless voice organ
while Baptist wept kissing viper snake.
Father smelled as semen and aunties grabbed
the buttocks with smushy breasts against
my cerub face singing:
leleleleleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
loco loco crazy motion train
appreciating nonsense requires a severe
interest in Life : digress!
COMMUNAL STUPIDITY yea.
FAUCI the prophet offers a life free
of pain with vicious vacs of nonsense.
But Nature differs.
Dying laughing i saw myself within my
pupil an evolution of sense, in a sense
the evolution of nonsense.
:: 12.28.2021 ::
SEE ME WHILE THE WIND BLOWS THROUGH MY SOUL
I am here with Favorites
and I am with No One
I am Love and the world Hates
Inside mental Estates
Compared upon merits
by profane scarlet objects
universal law sealed false
bonds of Love as oft as mine!
:: 12.28.2021 ::
BALCONIED TREES
WHEN awakened by a sudden thing as Life
what to do?
i took my mouth in hand and walked down
the mountain to a river. My curious tale
behind me it was the bleat of a sound within
my throat that ragweed spoke.
Never a mystery as the ones i’ve met
have potted the balconied trees upon the
rows of my thoughts.
There! A sparrow that has fallen from
my dreams into the progress of strawberry-
wax lullabies i had once forgotten.
:: 12.21.2021 ::
LETO
[Apollo’s mother has hidden beauty]
Leto my Leto!
Artemis saw your hidden modesty
and forged fire and lightning within
the womb of Worlds
came Apollo Oh! Apollo!
:: 12.21.2021 ::
FIRST MORNING LIGHT
FIRST morning has broken
like the first thought as
lonely birds sing bringing
love fresh from sun’s womb
Sweet new lit falling light
breaking water from last
evening’s lit-leaf
My mind is as this sweet Light
praising the elation of God’s
recreation of a New Day.
Mourning is broken as this
first morning as black bird
spoken: praise of this day
a new Morning.
Completeness in Love.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
BAWD
OH! THAT DUMB sigh
penetrated and deflated
— rye
/ about tall tale
died beneath the bridge
near the moor \
took his britches
and swore: the best
hoerewaardinnen!
:: 12.19.2021 ::
TOME (dangerous friends inside one’s head)
ATE a memory of all my life & despised my refrain: how soil and seed brings life or death
your back turned (i feel blessed) deciding style and finance
were your gods so eat what you sow & throw away wheat & golden strands of souls
If inside mysterious feelings
you feel stupid and contagious
it’s best to feel a little sick
and always will do oh do
until End / hello \ hell no |
Inside light sounds dangerous voices and touches vicious
:a baby a fetus –| we tend to forget what makes us smile inside
our horrored MINDS. Hell oh hell oh hello WAS a mysterious tasting of
stupid feelings worth the pain?
worse or worst is all a gift even though Life must be better
before it all Ends.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
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