/ ( • ) ( • ) \

/\

~~~                               ~~~

I

( also known as
Me ... me .. ME THE GREAT ME ! ...Me ME ! me ME ! )

LOVE

( also known as
want .. Demand your presence ... Desire to
Possess and dominate ... Need you totally
To be here for ME ME ME ! forever ...
Want to ****

YOU

( also known as
What's his name ? ... Mere object of MY mind ...
Raw meat ...soul-less hunk with the azure eyes ...
spirit striped of all social sensitivity ...


••

And I trust you and believe that you
Will dump me soon so I can write

Poems about how broken I am

And be heaped with praise for my sensitivity !

//

Forever !

My love

.                                                        .



                         )  
•
(                




^~^~^~^

YE read a love poem here and YE think

This poem could not possibly

Have been written by a woman !

( though thus it is made to seem )

•

The IMAGE produced is usually one

Of a SATANIC RITUAL

Like in the movies

EYES WIDE SHUT

or

THE STORY OF O

Of a debased and humiliated woman

( though she is made to seem PROUD of the role ---

--- as in our love poems )

In some MALE DOMINATED SATANIC

State of helplessness

Naked

Chains attached to her completely exposed

Shaved and man handled ******

Being dragged around as a *** slave

Thru the flames of hell

With everyone gazing on

( as we readers do ! )

In solemn and religious poses

of profound respect

For the proceedings ! )

///

WHY DO THE POEMS PRODUCE THESE IMAGES ?

//

Well

They almost always depict a " naked " exposure

Of a woman's sexuality

( as if that picture is all a woman is ! )

Crying out in some way

To a nameless  and undescribed

MALE DOMINANT FORCE

( SATAN )

or /// as desguised in the poem , an almighty

( YOU ! )

To whom the woman is seen to be

TOTALLY DEPENDANT on !

::

Crying out so pathetically

For

A text !

A visit !

A touch !

To produce for her

SAFETY !

OBSCURITY !

( it's just US and no one else ! )

A MEANING  !

( as if she can't create one  herself ! -- poor baby ! !

BUT (?)
MAYBE (?)

OH (!)

HE ...  !

IS HERE  !

( thank god for him
Thank him for god !  )

//

/:/

What you see in your mind

Is the emergence of a picture

Of a

Pathetic loathsome wretch

( coming closer and closer !!

Clearer and clearer !! )

Surrounded by flames

::

Screaming

I LOVE .... YOU !  --- nameless Satanic Power )

BELIEVE ME !

( religious words ! )

HELPLESS !

DRUGGED !

CRYING !!

***** !

( thinking

Only the next **** will ease the pain of this one ! )

""

The image approaches

Explodes into BLOOD

And ends in SUICIDAL DEATH !

..

Such a picture !

Such a Vision !

over and over and over again !

/..:

And on   // HOT ONES

you might read

10 or 15 of them in a row !!

100's and 1000 's of likes

....

THIS IS HOW WE LIKE TO SEE WOMEN !!!!

( and no woman complains !!! )

..

So who is writing these poems

( WE KNOW ONLY PERVS LIKE READING THEM )

//

The only possible answer is

SATAN HIMSELF

come to debase and humiliate the SANCTITY

OF WOMAN

and hence

THE SANCTITY OF CHILDBIRTH

and hence

THE SANCTITY OF HUMANITY

and ultimately

THE SANCTITY OF GOD

;;

and we

The BROTHERHOOD AND SISTERHOOD

OF POETS .......... (?)

...

We  LOVE it !!

X Y Z
•  •

Broken

The bottle that HELD now cuts and LETS LOOSE

•

She told a story once whole and complete

••

Broken

It don't hold up no more to scrutiny

••

Dressed in rags

Her aura !

Broken

•

Anyone alive may see

••

No one sees

••

Broken

Empy hearts roll like bottles

Up and down the dreamless streets

••

Picking up the broken glass

Terror written in once loving eyes

I       I         I !                                        

                                                  YOU YOU YOU !

I        I        I !                                                          
                                                         YOU YOU YOU !

I        I          I       !                    ME ME ME !

                                         ******* !


I      I        I  !

YOU     YOU       YOU       !

ME !
ME !
ME !

I  ME   YOU !

****   ME !

******* !!!

I ME YOU I ME YOU I ME YOU I ME YOU

!!!!!!!!

i sometimes want
to write a love poem
you know

about a girl
instead of the world
but

everytime i start to
i feel stupid
like

why would anyone want to read
something like that
i mean

something that does not
automatically include
you in it

so i dont
and feel good about it
and

simply write about
truth the world
and the love that you are

I know her
..

I'm lucky
..
Well
-

From what I know of her
.
So are you
-----
She's real
------
I know her
..
She helps me to "see"
..

She helps me "see" you


I love her
.
So would you
..

I hope you get to
Meet her
..
I hope you get to know her love
As I do
--
Then
If we met

We would love eachother

We would love eachother
And she would feel good

Oh
I

Forgot to mention

IN MY LAST POEM

(little joey)

That

Little Joey

Didn't have no girls writin love poems about him!

--

///::::///
        •
<>

/     *     *    \

/\

_


What is she doing ?

What does she want ?

What am I here for ?

///

The storm

Gathers in the sky

//

Hold me

She says

She says

I need you

//

The long afternoon

••

The quick good - bye

//

Look what you've done to me !

She cries

//

Somewhere a child is calling

--

I must go

He smiles

//

You can come too

He offers

•

The full story ?

I'll leave it there for you to
Write

(
            )
(
\/
/\
/    \
                        ##

Gently the meaning

( The lingering )

////                  Seen in shadows
                                               ////

Faces

( Life )

••

Children

////                        

You can hear them crying if you want

                                      ////

You don't have to as you know

•

On the midnight bridge

Talking to ghosts

////                            

Fantasy fades

                           What will happen to you now ?

////                      

When it all comes down

No one gonna say a thing

666
00

I love baloney and cheese sandwiches

But HER sandwiches are

Phoney baloney and ******
Sandwiches

And buried in the middle ?

RAZOR BLADES !

•••

SHE LOVES TO HARM CHILDREN
YES! --- SHE DOES !

.

it's all we got here


:::

Read em and laugh

Read em and weep

//

Read em and pretend to give a ****

fertile!............she

(dainty.....full of
dignity)

lies "open"

and
he

sees tomorrow

RIGHT "THERE"

--------

smooth!......bare.....!!

arching!!!!

winter seasons

smiling softly to himself

------

lovers only love

birth and death
war or peace

many the questions

only one answer
is
here

--------

embracing my hands
with
soft *******!

loyalty
and
legality

merge in the moonlight

dream on!

---------

touch!

(go on!)

surely!

like the mountain touching
the god that lives
forever
in a true man's
eye

----

and in the essential "matter"
really!

everybody knows everything

while pretending

"otherwise"

----

we are so exactly
"the men"

so completely
"the world"

we are

TRUE
or
FALSE

that about tells the tale

(                  
(        
(
                I

••

I had a thought of love

The drift                        

                                      (  The winds )

                                      The changing patterns

The ultimate formation of a complete man

///         •••      ///

We come

We know so very well from where

We are

We know so very well why for

///

Love

//                                              

The  only human currency

                                     //

They kick down the broom closet door

Race through the basement to the stairs

Escape the ****** mansion out to the world

////

Yes they do !

( well  maybe 2 or 3 )

•

But we shall call them

THE WHOLE WORLD

because that is simply

What they are

////  • ||
<>


##     ##

_

her love is like a Boy Scout troop
Huddled around an unlit fire

Sheltered by the darkness
Each boy imagines the perfect lover
As he starts to *******

The cold winds blowing
So lifelessly

No eagles flying in the skies

////  • ||
<>

/  (   •  )      (   •  )   \

(  )
/\
                                                            she be my babe !

••

DO WE PICK OUR 'LOVERS' RANDOMLY ?

If so

WHY ?

if not

WHY NOT ?

///

If a girl wrote a poem on HP
about how much she loved me

And
How when I left her it  "broke " her and
How it made her want to die

Should I be as proud to read the poem as she seems
So proud to write it ?

////

Just cause your lives are so uselessly boring

Is pretending  that you are experiencing some

Feeling that you have read about somewhere

And presume to be real

And inventing a whole nonsensical story about

Such a good idea ?

••

Is playing adult games with childish bodies

And immature emotions

Really an escape or is it just a manifestation

Of the world's disease ?

////

Isn't it obvious that as you obsess upon the unreal

The real goes by unnoticed ?

//

Reading about you hurting and mutilating

Yourselves and others

Is not the same as reading poetry

But

Should I presume you have enough life within you

To even care ?

••

()
/ --- \
/ \
-----
                                                         ­   stomp stomp stomp !

•

Just what the **** is

A LOVER ?

I know what LOVE IS

I know what a PERSON is

//.

But to combine the 2 so meaninglessly
To turn yourselves into little

Porcelain doll shapes !

You fall over !

And cry

" Ooh ! Ooh !
I am broken ! "

YOU WERE BROKEN A LONG LONG TIME AGO !

you were BROKEN when you decided to let

Yourself be BRAIN WASHED into being

Commodities to be passed around like

Lumps of dumb meat

&

When you decided it was okay to act

DEPRESSED and STUPID !

//

But

Fortunately

It seems you have so alienated yourselves

From reality

So that you are not actually
Having children

So humanity

Has not yet become

TOTALLY depraved

He come to the door but he won't go in

••

Why not , boy?

••
••

("What door?)

•

Don't ******* me, boy !

••
••
•

I seen it

The boat on the river
The road to --- the Hill

Her Eyes!

•

He come to the door but he won't go in

••

(What door?)

•

Don't ******* me boy!)

•

----   "come inna my game   Come in a my game

Come come come

Right on inna my game " ---

••

He come to the door ......

He covered it up with graffiti

Ran like hell

••

.....just won't go in!

••••••

Not like you

(Of course)

.



Breath by breath

The world

Dissolving


::


Sing child

( Dance  and sing  )


"""""""

None of this pain is your own


""""""""

Spirit of the moon

Thru the dark night shinning

By the raging river

Where in ancient poetry

Lovers were drowning

//

We come to worship

The holy light of purity

Lovers who love

Beyond the crying sound

#

Vampires love

& Zombies

""

We are the humans

::

We do what we do


.

and of the little that is left to us

let us never give thanks

let us always  bring forth

that which pure justice has ordained to be

the  true nature of the world

.........

loving lovers

it is possible

only by loving lovers

is it possible

i love you

......
.........
..............

lover love love

we

ride the subway home

we

ride the subway

from brooklyn

--------

lover love love

we

grow old before we are

done being young

-------

lover love love

---------

the song is strangled

in the night time horror

of lonliness

we walk the terror

of ancient sorrow

we **** and are *****

------


lover love love

we

ride the song from the subway

home

from brooklyn to heaven

and become young

testimony of the pain i feel

indifference to the
pain that is everywhere

i love that friggin babe!
(i swear----------

to god i'll beat her black and blue

should she say that
she might...leave)

OH.....GOD

THESE

"LOVERS!?!?"

LEAVE ME SICK

AT HEART

if these are lovers...

perfume's a ****

all the true lovers.......
........
..
we tried so hard
so very hard
so very very hard
we tried

to bring our total and absolute joy to everyone
who was here
here in the world
born to women in love with MAN
so very very
hard we tried

(it isn't that we....failed
we aren't....complaining

it is just this sense
that this loveless nonsense
shall just go on and on

till suicide prevention
and education
become.....ONE)

see the little child
under the....policeman's "gun"

what have we become

to let things just go on this way?

----
--
-

all the true lovers.......
........
..
we tried so hard
so very hard
so very very hard
we tried

to bring our total and absolute joy to everyone

Yes I do!

(Really)
I
Really do
---
LOVE
---
Quiet the afternoon
The neighborhood
.
The spring wind carries
Visions of the inner lives of children
Coming to dawn
..
I contain the 1000 pairs of EYES that
Lovers bare
.
Always ALWAYS!!
I hold you
In the center of the passageway
Wherever you can be seen
However for you to be know
..
(Really)
--
Trust is a sacred feeling
A response to the purest exchange
I
Have made many promises
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
--
(Really)

I LOVE YOU

(Really)
-------
Trust
..
The afternoon
The neighborhood

here for a day

the day is over

night shall last forever

best become a lover

go and find the others

and, as lovers
all the day long

we have

enough
saviours
who don't know what to do
with all the children left over
from our

PLANS
&
SCHEMES
&
SCAMS

(you know what i mean)

the Day dreams of us
as if we are as we were meant to be

so let us come together and feel it
for awhile

long and longer still

the long hard stare of longing
at the day

will you appear from out of your
self-inflicted self adoration?

i hear you say that you love me

but who reall wants to
be imprisoned

in a mind that is ruled
by fantacy?

a world of mythological proportion?

who knows just what it is
you see?

or the story that you pretend
to read?

let us walk out
into the rain

let us truly
love the world

everyone

and then we'll see

just what we can be
just what we can be

)
(                                                                ­
)              
(                                            
\/                                          
/\                                          
/    \                                        
---------

Song !

Our life together !

///                          

                                    ( crying because of    Love !! )

•

You loved him

You think he loved you but he didn't

---

So

ALL THE TIME !!

It was YOUR LOVE  made you happy

////

Out on the street

Lonely child !

LOVE HIM !

•

Lonely people

LOVE THEM !

•

YOUF LOVE  !          YOUR HAPPINESS !

///

Really !

Why is every body so insane ?

Lovers

(All)
------

Gentle stories

-------

Midnight's true dreams
__

All power
---

Yours

-------

Simple vision of " others"
----

We are simply. Gentle
/--/

In the silent stillness

Awaiting  dawn

/.::::/

Gentle

Kind and good

With the defeat of the

Defense of Marriage Act

a lot of high school girls have applied to

Marry

Their Razor Blades
---

IT'S THE ONLY ONE I'LL LET TOUCH ME!

......THE ONLY  ONE I'LL  LET IN ME!

Have been often cited

--

When I said

THIS SEEMS CRAZY

I was called

STUPID

by a lot of people

---

Well

I guess

Love is Love!

Anywhere ya find it

Any way it comes

fer christ sake


-----


WE GOT IT !

they come and go

WHO CARES !

////

You obviously don't

Or you'd do something about yourself

To ensure the lasting effects

Of your relationships

///

REMEMBER

pouring HOT SAUCE  on a ****

Doesn't turn it into an ENCHILADA !

//

and                     making love

Is just  


MAKING LOVE UP !


but
You still stink !

Good night
.
Dream!
--
Heroes

Arise
---
Tomorrow

WAR!

We shall liberate
---
.
heroes and lovers
Are one thing
--
Don't become stupid
Stay free
---
Heroes and lovers
Are one thing
.
Just do it!
LOVE!

Stay free
--
Tonight dream of tomorrow's war

Lovers and heroes

One and the same

All the **** day long we sigh
**** and moan moan and cry
While we the simplest truths deny
Hopin they go away!

Wanting a lover while not daring to love
Not wanting our vulnerability touched
For just  a moment in the sun
If they don't go first we'll soon up and run

But still we cry and sigh
Sob and groan **** and moan
And curse the rotten punk
Get us some ***** and get drunk!

beyond all weariness
(immersed in total pain)
..
crossing the prairie
(both ways)
---
we may not die here
no
.
would we know the difference ?
(who can say?)
.....
we are proud because we have no pride remaining
----------
we are remaining because we know how to remain
......
lovers
now
come together
now
.............
lovers
it is your world
it is your year
it is your day

i seen it true

they comin on strong

lovers under full moon
and the sacred powers

touch and enter
take me too

---
i heard this gal  say
"i love ya man"

i walked away

WHAT COULD SHE  MEAN?

i aint one to be
"taken" you know

the lovers are comim
takin it slow

--

i seen it true

they comin on strong

lovers under full moon
and the sacred powers

touch and enter
take me too

away with you

lovers gather talk awhile

the stillness offers redemption
but what is it needs to be redeemed?

after *** the babies will come
but those that are here?

lovers gather talk awhile
about something

let's listen in

(
                     )
(
              )
(
\/
/\
/    \
#############        

Love
               ( she )

•                        
                            If you knew her you would understand

                                          ///

Beyond all images of herself

•

The song she sings !

( Everybody comes alive )

••                    

She

////

Guards herself well

She knows

That she alone protects
                                     the        Child

••                      

She wanders freely like the wind

She does not bother when you call her name

so much beauty
so many lovers
come

the touch
is gentle

come

--

i touch your face

come
--

the touch is gentle

--

lovers hold roses
give them sweetly

lovers in beds of thorn
grow old

--

it is simple
sweet

roses given gently

--

-//-

Ain't no -- AIN'T NO -- no mo'

••

IS -- only is

••

Jus stop yer belly-achin for awhile

•

You'll get the hang of it
I'm sure you will

••

Playin with yer ***** - brained "lovers"
in yer ***** - brained
"Style" ---(?)

Starting to
Make you feel
Sick too --- (?)

••
Ain't no AIN'T NO love any mo'

If you IS --
Love IS too

•

All the ***** - brained lovers gonna fade away

Cause all this ***** - brained love ain't true

The LOVERS!
lo!
Gathering dry brush along the ridge

The healing heart sings!

We are surely one step from death
We
Make friend
So
Easily
........
The song is lovely soon see
The fire shall be lit and I
Shall sit and rest for a spell
And return for you
Beyond the chains of fear

The reason I am here
///
Lovers
Rain
.
Reality

Surely holds the key
To
Anything real

dance!

dance ye  free girl
dance,  free boy

speak totally
with every
bit of your body
self
soul mind
and heart

--

look and see!

DEMONS IN THE SIGHT

look and see!

THE WAY TO THE HILLS!

--

when THE DEMONS
speak of love

in is only to decieve you

--

the truth is speaking constantly

learn to listen!

and after "listening"

SPEAK!

--

dance!

free child
free children
setting free

every BODY

every SOUL

MIND

and HEART

I am here

You can see

Wherever you are

••

The wind blows cross the prairie

••

Old Indian Song

••

Await the Dawn

•••
•••

I am come

•

I promised I would

As you too promised to be here

••

The Hills
The Sun!

••

(You too promised to be here!)

•

Riding that Ole Freight Train

••

Heard the beating of the Drums

••
••

Lonely lonely lonely

(Gathering Strength)

••

We are the Human Beings

••

And I am here

And you have promised to also come

(                                                        
       ­            •                                
                 )      

)                                                      
•                                                               ­       
(                                                               ­                     




                                            ^^^
            ­                                         ( i love you ---- she said )

• •

Fires in the night
                                          ( Lovers after dark )

//            

What truth do we see ?

                          //

Out on the street

( oh child / don't go there ! )

••

Black boy thugs and the police

//

Everyone 's in

Uniform

••

We write our poetry

About nothing to no - one

••

Fires in the night
                                           ( Lovers asleep in alleyways )

//

What truth do you know ?

Right of wrong

You must he heard

Right or wrong

It's time to speak

(x         x)
X
0    0
<<<                   ^^^                    >>>
##

||

O

Here

Take it all

•

I breathe so you may live

I give you
All that you ask for

And ask from you
All you can give

////

it's a simple thing

•

•

•

Quiet

The heart !

//:://

Where is your passion ?

///
///

The long long river

The hill

The full understanding

••

THE NATION IS IN COMPLETE TURMOIL!

WE ARE RUN BY THIEVES !

( we all know )

•••

One boy ?

Some say they love him !

••

One lone boy

////////////

In the rain

••

Tomorrow will come

•

I must prepare

X
/--/

His nickname for his girlfriend is

SWEET STUPIDITY

--

I said to him that I thought it very peculiar

---

He said

I CALL HER "SWEET" BECAUSE I KNOW SHE HATES BEING THOUGHT OF AS NICE

AND WOULD RATHER BE CALLED "BLOOD LUST KILLER"
OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT

I WANT TO GET HER MAD SO SHE LEAVES ME ALONE

••

I said

"What about the -- stupidity --part?

••

MY MISTAKE

He said

SHE LIKES BEING THOUGHT OF AS STUPID BECAUSE IT
ACTS AS AN EXCUSE FOR HER VIOLENT BEHAVIOR

••

I was dumbfounded

•

Better luck next time

Was all I could say

••

He replied

NO NO NO

THEY'RE ALL THE SAME

ALL THE SAME

........we all been.........
.
we want back in
------------

we all know
......what?....
--
we aint sure
but we know we know it
--------
love is a simple thing
i am simple
love is simple
.....
.......why complain?.....
----------
revolution, violence?
maybe
who can tell
but
.
love is simple
......why complain?.....
-------
simply love
and
go on
..
what will happen?
...
let's find out

(                            
•            
)






    simple                                         ^^^
•

We are      here

///

We are here so love may be

Here for everyone to know

•  •

The child on the street is    You

( so is the man standing over there )

///

God is watching from overhead

( that's YOU TOO you know )

•

And so the story comes alive

•   •

Simple as can be

When the story comes alive

(
              (
                               (
                                 \/
                                 /\
                                /     \
###

Being WRONG doesn't make you STUPID

Not caring that you are WRONG makes you STUPID

••

That all the boys out there seem to be unimpressed

by all the I LOVE YOU / YOU ARE MINE FOREVER

Girls

Makes me glad

For it gives me hope that they may live to build a better world

•

I am not being insensitive to the pain the girls feel

Because it all seems so contrived and meant to just impress the reader

So we can rest assured that there really is no pain

•

Something akin to DEATH is being glorified here

••

Not LOVE

Not LOVERS

Simple DEATH

"                                                              


                                        )
(                                                
                        )
(                
)
\/
/\
/    \


                                                      ++

----

I seen this girl & I couldn't help myself

& I walked up to her & said

HEY

I REALLY LOVE YOU !

//

She smiled most benevolently & said

HEY MAN

THAT'S REALLY COOL !

//

We stood there for a while

Embraced

& went on our way

::

I felt real good about it for weeks

In fact

I still feel good about  it

After all these years

the overly genitalized togetherness
the vaginated redundancy
of self inflicted passion
that makes us total strangers
in *****  form
seeking for a sense of oblivion
which we call "peace"

the warring factions have found us
and call us "home"

we stagger to the party
drinking "tea"
like any fool would
and we are nothing
if not fools
calling our indifference "love"

we were born in strength
we are now weak
we are dying
and we know it
but "who cares?"
is what we have been
trained to say

and so we say it!
we talk so well
we say "i love you"
to the corpses we breed

our overly genitalized pain
our vaginated lonliness
our cardboard images
upon ****** sheets

"do the illuminati really eat babies?"

i ask,

(but who do you ask

or is it

whom do you ask?)

if someone else wanted to know
and asked me

I"d say

"yes, yes

i think they do

but would you believe me?"

this i ask

(but will you answer

honestly)

when will someone speak out

i want to know