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Arithmetic

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Pop goes your weasel in mellifluous cloud of unknown gasses carotid arteries of the woe-begones I can no longer think with a hole in my head Incontinent, as time shits the slow minutes that weep through the barrier of ill intentions and seep out like plasma onto the subsurface of our minutiae retrovirus of pandemic spreading fingers inside a body to enrapture and assimilate for the survival of the whos and whats and the gun-metal wants of the wardog rabid malcontent I have witnessed biting his fleas in my fenced back yard electric eyes don’t blink and never shed tears … Continue reading Arithmetic

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bending low

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  bending low it’s all the thoughts I cannot express talking slow the words you are forming have no meaning there’s no weight speaking in zero gravity undertow all of the times we lost ourselves in yesterday late nights of no tomorrow summer kissing and bottled lightning sweet nothings and keg parties mushrooms and marijuana dust under my fingernails smelling of mesquite and bourbon when did we die? I am not sure I can quite remember the exact day It may have something to do with what you’re trying to say waiting for it now bending low, gravel pressing through … Continue reading bending low

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Cut and Seen

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Depraved corpse grin single serving plutonium light up my life crowded meanderings in sloven solitude burden of proof fall through my roof killing my wife and kids today tomorrow, God willing return favors throw the larger stone vestigial demesnes of dark dynasty larders full with broken bones Giger portraits of hunger prancing lust at the mini-mall mini bar miniature minds mini skirmishes combating combative compassionate characters contemplating corrosion cornerstone concomitance combining correlations creating chaotic conditions compelling connotations considering compliance court ordered conundrums cut and scene seen to be one or the other not both or none eat your cake and … Continue reading Cut and Seen

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Lingering Shadows

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I linger in shadow course by stone Norse winter snow-white tangible thoughts she brings weep, o weep for us a pallor mortis crosses crowded feuds feasting, furrowing forces fade a scar upon my face in measure I linger in shadow you know my name but I do not seek your hand you are not mine to claim wilden beasts of yore fallen have I seen travail in many travels victory and honor have suffocated me, dulled my spear brought ruin upon my sunlight it all falls away softly litany of solace written in sandstone collars of gold make lovely bindings … Continue reading Lingering Shadows

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Pallidus

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Burn Pallidus forces Traces of baseless mean places of ruined dream Drawing on the habits Habitually gracing dystopia Will you have what it takes To murder the mystery Or will you die mysteriously as well as the others have? Brothers in arms cause harm To the crushing gaze of God Samael and Michael Devour themselves in flames Of azure and plutonium The eye of Jupiter is opening All that he sees is red The living engage in a horrible embrace With the dying and the half-dead Participate in the morning prayers greasing the gears of the human race All gathered … Continue reading Pallidus

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Spark

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Involved evolution inflated diatribe of incessant tunnel vision enticing indecision edible cataclysms enchant the martyrs with your cynicism I may be a sinner but I walk straight Under the black gates the smiling criticism and crimson banners heads on stakes ten thousand times your sword falls on our necks before the break invested insubordination trivial instigation social disintegration tasting degradation entropic devolution igniting a revolution we are coming we are running we are marching we are coming… for you.       Continue reading Spark

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Pallid

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tremendous impacts the words of labor become mainstream sugar cube swept from initial feelings taken by abuse and ping times never did you exist…. just dreaded and dreamt of melancholy a sweetness of desperation labyrinth of the hurting should we go on entertaining the death, are we going to far? not to notice the starving, decadent kissing men in modern legalities organize the unions of hate solve nothing but create uncanny comprehensions perception distorted depressions breathe in the confusion we drown in dust and aluminum get into the rhythm of disobedience poetic verse speaks soft, selling you the nonsense and … Continue reading Pallid

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Poetry Is Me

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Aurora, bore me Alice fled from my responsibilities with a stolen smile and a London overcoat sickly sweet surrenders and citron martinis just another Armageddon Wednesday gaunt debutante sambas your salsa burns baby where I go will you follow me to show me all I can never know? grandfather of no one miasma of that great era it tears at tears and fears forests of folly fending famished fiends of fire hydrochloric acid words educate my body in your ways I am feeble and scrambled like a short wave under water running a hustle, bustle slinging my game out on … Continue reading Poetry Is Me

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Today’s News

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Indelible, the touch of the restless dementia hours of nothing dedicated to the honors we are pleased to abhor in small plaid workings of the horse’s hair shouting mayhem in stocks bonds straining against the drying out of decency we manipulate the ruins just to see what comes out of my madness is beautiful too far gone in this muddy water blues gripping the railing about the digging of my bones pirating another soul  with cash money brothers, am I my brother’s keeper of bees in my bonnet and the tearing away of starlet dancing survivors on tv surviving in … Continue reading Today’s News