,,,


Pawing at each other

Aiming for the genitsls

()

Human ****

//

We are scarcely conscious

We are blobs of flesh

With no meaning nor name

••

Sick with misery

Stupid and unknowing

Of the world in which we live

•

Human ****


))

We write our poems and die

No one knows we were ever here

Cause in fact we really weren't



X

.




( come on out


-- don't be afraid -- )


""


all the girls were bleeding

Moaning on the floor

The janitor came in screaming

GET THE **** OUTA HETE YA PERVS

BEFORE I CALL THE COPS !

)(


)(


Oh for the days when self pride might have kicked in !

Or even civic duty !

)(

She loved tomorrow but it died

And no college kid can find a real job

So she thinks of something else to do

Amid the cops and drone airplanes

And the silly children that we are


""""


It is good

I know

It's hard to believe

But it is

Really

It is always good


.

.


We watched each other die

( but in a Positive Way )

•••

So

No complaining

No *** - stirring

no protesting

)(

Just prettify junk poetry

With as many

Meaningless

Adverbs and adjectives as your

Minds can find

And let it happen to you

( death )

Being positive

NOT negative

And in full

Compliance

To whatever is most mundane

::

Don't be real

BE NICE

BE LIKED !


and you will do groovy

On hello poetry


.

.


A POEM IN HONOR OF DONALD TRUMP



////


if a speech by THE DONALD was put

In poetic form

And posted on HELLO POETRY


...

It would certainly

WIN THE DAILY !!


::

CONGRAGULATIONS !

DONALD TRUMP !!

*** !

( you ! )

//////

we called out for Heroic Warriors

& !  ( what ? )


some ***** lovers with broken hearts (?) !!!

)(

writing ***** love poems

Which they  **** into the wind !

••

(( oh god !

Please forgive us our dementia

And

Demonic sins ! ))

••

We grew fat and weak

Dragging our bloated genitals

Everywhere

)(

In whatever form we chose

••

And now

TODAY !

fills us with emptiness

Which fills us with shame

//

And what matters  (?)

WE AINT REALLY SO SURE

RIGHT NOW

//

Ah yes !

THE ANGELS (!)

•

We called for angels


And here we are


.

...


Saying

OUCH !

does not make you a poet

••

When after UNCLE CHARLIE rapes you

You slice yourself with a razor

Does not make you a poet

•

When your lover leaves you and you cry

I'm Bwoken !
I 'm Bwoken !

Nope .... Not that either

><

A lotta **** wads
And dumb *****

Around here

Are telling you

NEVER TO BE CRITICAL

( don't wanna be a TROLL -- no ! No !!!!

Don't wanna be no TROLL ! )

)(

Saying

******* !
YOU HEAD UP YOUR ***

MORONS !

is the first symbolic step

Of the poetic experience

•••

I seen a poem today with 26 likes but

No comments !!!

HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE !!

//

We say

WE ARE POETS !
WE HEAL THE WORLD !

But we are frightened by fear
Of
Unpopular responses
To
Out comments

To even talk to each other

////

We are afraid of true communication.

We only write imaginary poem / letters

To those we claim to love !

)(

The world is being taken over by thugs and thieves

Amid our silences

As we finally choose our leader from 2 of them !!!

•

same story !

::

A few will heed and go free

And actually be a poet


//


It is a fine thing to be

//

You know

( obviously )

That it doesn't matter to me if you let

These poetry thugs make you afraid to be real

( that's your CHOICE )

"

What bothers me is seeing POETRY DEBASED

and seeing the humanity as depicted on these pages

Become a

PILE OF **** STINKING LOSERS

INSULTING ULTIMATELY

ANY GOD  YOU MIGHT SAY

YOU WANT TO KNOW !

come on


Wake Up !

GET TOUGH !

BE REAL !


Your next poem might be

Your last one



MAKE IT COUNT

OR GET FLUSHED

DOWN THE TOILET

WITH THE REST


.

.

X




We goin o'er the hills.

We gonna reach
The far mountains

//

Be free

Be free

/////

Me and my love

Me and my love

//

Thru Indian country

The secrets of the world

Magic

Powers


The nobility of man

•


ENOUGH !

( THIS CRAZY VIOLENT WORLD ! )

/""/


goin o'er the hills


COME ALONG YOU MAY

//

To the the high mountains


Back to

The


Primordial Sea


X

.

subtle the hatred

Embedded

In your cries for love

//

The obvious selfishness !

The indifference as to your

So - called " lover "

And his actual feelings

///


The constant theme of

WHY I WANT YOU !

Never

WHY SHOULD YOU WANT ME !


:::


One thing I've learned here is

THAT IF I EVER  MEET A GIRL

LIKE THOSE DEPICTED HERE .... (?)

RUN ! RUN AWAY !


))((

For we are hardly even human

Anymore !


.

-



On the other side of fear

is perfect health and freedom



•



                                   We can be ...... Too Wise !

                                             ( If we are merely stumbling                            

                          In a false reality )


•


The clock tower sound is

DOOM !!

( children huddle in the
Street )



On the other side of fear

They will never sound

RETREAT


//


Born with the morning sun

Visitor of light

together
We come


Join us

( you might )



X

•   •



leaning against the wall

She

Blended into the wall

//

2 eyes aglow

•


Puerto Rican Girl !

///


Gentle rain

Visions of purity !!!


••


The moon was part of the picture there


The el - train whistling overhead

.

we



....

Yeah

                       We

••



••

lost river !

Now where is the Sea ?


The maidens are hungry for seed  !

But the soil
Is

Not ready

••

we need

The Brotherhood of Man

)(

We

We wander

Aimless but awake

We sense the truth


And we will
Be there soon


X

::



I KNOW HER




/--\


the long legs at dawn

Her small
*******

A simple shirt


//

Her eyes !

Look

SHE SEES

(?)

If you really want to be known


||{


I love it when she's by my side

//


Poet girl


••


All the children know her well


/:/


The long legs

Small *******

•


We try to tell you what's going on

.



Da dude done threaten turn me over ta da police !


I start me a group ( yeah ! J

JEFF's LIFE MATTERS

//

wanna join ?

( ( <> ) )

/ ( • )  ( • ) \

()
/\

///

Love

!!!!!!


We decided

For the first time

Not to have wine with dinner

"""""

We stared at each other from across the table

In the distance

The hoot of an owl

Then there was gun fire

Then the sound of police sirens

)(

Oh !

How tricky is love !

""


How hard to know what really happened !


How hard it is to care at all


.

//                   \

|{          ||

***





••

hush !

Not a word now

|||||


images

Reality

We come we hide we go to war together

( we really need a second chance I think )

••

She was a great girl ( my girl )

my god !      She was

•
•<>•
•

We are always here but we don't like it

We'd rather come & go
& be sneaky about it

( wouldn't you (?) )

••

Yeah

True love

I see the idea in a lot of poems

' TRUE LOVE "


I ain't read nobody knows nothin
About it !

Which is very weird indeed !

••

Hush

Not a word now

X

.




We shall follow wherever you should go


••

<>

••


A gentle shepherd girl


She was

I seen her in the high sierras

( bout 40 years ago )

""

&

As a dream she was more real

Than such as I ever was

)(

Dwelling in Light

all true images last forever

the backbone of the human race

•         •

we live our lives as if we were

Merely actors in an afternoon sitcom

(  " does he love me !   Ahhhhh
I want him to love me ! )


;:::


From 40 years ago

Lo see


The gentlest shepherd girl

so pure and true

The vision that seeds the world !


::

Pure love

I am

( I know )

And I know I'm just like you

""


In the back roads

Of each other 's lives


.

/  ( • ) ( • ) \

/  \

((((  ))))

The greatest thing about having a true lover

Is that if you really need money

You can

**** EM OUT

ON THE STREET !

))((

This we all do as we can see

By reading each other's poetry

( ( ...

If we take


**** EM OUT

ON THE STREET

symbolically

... )

//

)(

//

Our poems themselves are

LITTLE ******

released and sold


To each other


so pathetically

For vanity 's sake


.



( ( ...
..........

I LIKE IT !

I LIKE IT  !


< you do !!!!!!

Wow !!!!!

Thanks !!!!! >

.........
...)

.



she drew a lovely picture of herself dying


//

Mother Earth !

<•>

////


the stragglers !

These too

Try to cross the mountains


See them !


Such a lovely picture

Dying

Sons and daughters

•


Take a deep breath  !!


Fukushima radiation

Chem - trails

And polluted politicians

//

DONT TRY TO LIVE HERE !

There is only death here

())•

she writes poems to her betrayed ex - lovers

And worships her scars !

She is suffering

•

We watch and shuffle on besides her

LIKE ZOMBIES

•


We can't die because we are the DEAD


)(


We write poems about it

And keep shuffling along

//



.

"'O""  ""O""
<>
\
                          __)
                          /\              /\

•••

love (!)

( a mystical creature none dare ride ! )


::

Our poems (!)

Made of dust and smoke !!!

love ..... )?)

WE CAN'T EVEN FOOL OURSELVES

NO
MORE !

)(



love (!)

******* on body parts (!)

)(

Mindless

Sexless *** !

Going thru the motions !

//

Trying to pretend to be normal (!)

::

Idiot love (!)


.

.



Fires !

( spread out across the dawn ! )

Fires !

••

No !

Don't say it !

TERROR !

( well it's done )

:: ::

The soldiers

God !  They look so young !!

:::

)(

gentleness

Please !

Let us in truth prevail against the great tide

Of violence and ugliness

;:;

Let us be MEN

~~~~

Fires

Fires

Fires

!!!




Come dance the dance

Brings on the rain


.

.



He loved to **** of in front of the girls in the lunch room

When told to stop he sued the school

Claiming this was just his ****** preference

And orientation

//

And he won in court

••

Now

Some girls really got hot watching him

And started knocking his hands away

And ******* him off !!

And then some boys

And then some trans gendered catagories

To difficult to describe

)(

Some ****** devianted whip wielders entered the scene


///


They finally had to close the school down

They finally had to close the country down


But don't worry

DONALD TRUMP will **** on us all

With his holy water

And we will be saved




X

-





Hey now
The world's on fire with fear

/:

Hey now momma
Your child ain't with ya now

/;

He goin down down again

Drowning in a sea of mass illusion

Guns are shootin every which-a-way

Flags are wavin all
Over the place

Flags are wavin all
Over the place



X

,



//// • ||
<>
/ ( • ) ( • ) \


###

.love .::

•

Railroad Yard Poetry

by

the runaways

//


Lynch my papa kid

You is a freak

She said


To the white boy

Lying on the road

If she had a home she'd a took him home

But she too was runnin from the police

><

( Yep

Right her in obama land AMERICA

Land of the disenchanted slave ! )

))((

All the children so afraid

Ain't no mamma anywhere

and daddy's over yonder
Hanging from the tree

•
Years and years love talk

But still

The same ole whip and chains

•

They got married along the way

We are their children I do believe


X

<      >
~

( • )              ( • )



///


Hey lover girl !

Why don't you actually   LOVE   Someone  (?)

••

You never really SEE or KNOW

the poor dude you're babbling on about !

•

He don't even read your crap of words

Directed to him through us !

))

Just thought I'd tell ya

Yoi aint foolin no one

( or maybe --- only yourself )



c

.



Drifting on the breeze


//            //


Will you come along ?


The road to freedom

Is filled with pain

Broken soldiers

and children

Just the same

As you are

•


•

Money and the gun

Women as commodity

*** as magic ritual

The sacrificIal slaughter

Of the weak

::::

Tell me that you know

Show me that you care

I see you

Romping around

In your soiled ****** underwear

Looking for a form of freedom

None can bear to even see

•

Of soft wind blow true !

But

Is anybody even here ?

In this vale of poisoned words

And meaningless dreams

••


A little hint of love remains

//

The breezes blow clean

You too can come along

If you want

••

You too

You too

.

.


And we

Blown away

""""

"""""""

I am

Just a simple boy


I know

Everything


I come

When you want me to


I bring

Anything you need

•      •

the war torn streets

The broken families


The prison song

The torturous pain


;:;


I love you

Yes indeed

I love you


:;:


The river of blood

The insatiable greed


The fear that kills

And all of our false beliefs


)(


You can have me if you'd dare

To love and trust


Yourself

And humanity

•

The winds blow


But we remain

We love and trust


We remain


.

.


SUPER HERO


//


this

The day !

Our only song !

•

| ~ |

Our life is a poem only ONE may read

) (

We stand always

We are almost seen !

0

The boy would be a man


What is it he must do ?

••

It is written in our heart


)(


We turn the story into

Something mundane

..


Tears of sadness

And heart felt pain


;;

Will I live thru tomorrow (?)


I don't know


"""""""""
)(

It's always good to see you

My fellow men


It's good to know

Some of you are real


.

//


Oh morbid goddess of morbidity

Even I can't stand to see you in your

Bra less state

//

morphing oh so very

Tragi- comedically

Into images

Of Trojan Horses

Being dragged to the Gate

))

She spreads legs so methodically

Giving all the pidgeons

A chance to escape


.

.






Fortress at the Dawn




even some time

A snotty little yuppie chick must get involved

( and can't just send in some of her daddy's money )


••


So what about you ?


••••


Soon so soon

REAL pain

Like we never felt before !

#

You were sent to save us but  you just got laid a few times

And wen to sleep

•

I've just published my  first book !

It's called

HANDBOOK OF THE DEVIL :

GUIDE FOR THOSE WHO'D LIKE TO

SELL THEIR SOUL

BUT DON'T KNOW HOW

)(

( many satisfied customers ! )

)?)

Yeah

That's how it is


.

.



•      •
<>

/ ( • ) ( • ) \

###


//////


it's like

Ya read all the

I REALLY LOVE YOU !
HOW CAN YOU REJECT ME ?

Poems

Round here

And it seems like there is only        One ***** Babe

writing them all !

::

I call this

COMPOSITE ENTITY


------- young girl lite --------


For she is certainly

LESS fulFILLING

than a real girl

&

don't really TASTE SO GREAT either !

What with her being drenched with

EGO JUICES

&

the sense of       TOTAL INSINCERITY

::


::

I mean

IF WE POETS WERE AS SINCERE

LOVING AND LOVEABLE

as we claim ourselves to be

WHY DONT POETS JUST FALL IN LOVE

WITH OTHER POETS !

( and thus we would all be immersed in

ENLIGHTENED LOVE ! )


But no we don't

Because we are not at all sincere

Nor are we truly seeking love

)(


We die before each other

Showing ourselves to be

Corpses of hollowness

Incompleteness

And absolutely no

Curiosity

Nor imagination


LAME PEOPLE

LAME POETRY

MEANINGLESS LIVES



we PRAISE the poets

Who keep the STANDARDS low


So we can all pretend we are standing up
To

Our purpose for Being Alive

OUR POETRY IS ALL A LIE

AS OUR LIVES ARE LIES

( but a lie we have all agreed to honor and re tell)

.
.

.


across

The desert sands

( Lonliness )

)(

Look around

At all the

Sisters and brothers

Chasing the dreams

They think are real !

)(

Gonna find a lover and go to heaven !

And live  the fantacy forever !

(:;:)

Till they start babbling crazily

That pain and joy are bout the same !

//

COME

Gentle yet strong

Out of the death of false  poetry

and loveless illusions

Into the creative power

Used as intended

Wisely humane

Purely human



.

.



cryin

In the Night

||~||~||

oh who ........ (?)

oh who ........( ?)



yeah yeah yeah

•


Who sees
------

Who they are hurting tonight ?

Who cares
------

who they hurting tonight ?


No one sleeping good tonight


So much Pain     Comin Down
Every single night !

••


Every child  knows

Every child sees

Every child

Pleading

For

Lovers
To set themselves free


.

.



dragons in the sky


()


Sure mom


I'll be home early !

)(

It ain't real clear
what's  comin down

Who gonna  live

And who shall die

••

( she play peek a boo

Hind her pretty *******

Her ******* like her eyes ! )

)(

Child on the swings

Goin for a ride


( and comin back down again )


////


( the simplest  story says everything )

)(

She walks thru the park

She sees the children on the swings

She sees the dragons in the sky

••


She knows where she is


&


She knows why


.

.


POETRY ....... (!)

She invites us to reveal our true selves

Our purest feelings

Our deepest adventures into

The farthest realms of mystery

And discovery

....

As we free our imaginations from the

Slave languages of an

Enslaved world

And to cultivate our own words and images

From within ourselves



////

So

What do we do ?

//

We portray our lives

As some repetitive trip

Between the bedroom and the bath room


Waving our naked bodies

In front of each other

And babbling the

Copy Cat

COOKIE CUTTER

Mundane platitudes

And ME TOO sound bytes

Over and over again !

( really

It's ALL plagerism ! )

About some crap possessive love

In which you ALL can hide

In some pretense that you are real  !


And YE call yer selves poets  !


MY GOD !

THE GALL !

.

.


& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHERE ?

)(

& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHY  ?

and he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

HOW ?

//////

so they went off together

Thru the streets of far-off places

The pirate & his lover

On their own

<>

& now it's I who seek them

Thru the streets of far -off places

The pirate & his lover

All alone




.

.



Babble of words !


Promises and tears !


But a love not worthy of a lover !


•


The day breaks

The little children fornicate

In the shadows of their parents' bedroom

)(


The mystic sky !


The heavenly realm !


We do not know these things


::


Love !

Worthy of a lover !




if you see some let me know


.

'



I like hello poetry ( hp ) cause it makes me happy

I read a poem and all I can say is WOW !

_

So
Mich love & ***
& pain

•

It's like having hidden cameras in a ***** house !

WOW !

( I said it again ! )

•

Hp is where my friends are

They do not criticize or critique

They just praise and congratulate !

This makes us better people because we say so

It is nice

•

So

Keep bleeding that ink !!

Someday

We will be famous

•

We are the bringers of

RAZOR BLADE LOVE

Again to our society !

We are happy

Especially in our pools of blood  and grief

"--"

We have liberated Poetry from the need

To be able to even write poems !

•

We have liberated life

From the need to have any intelligence what so everc !

•

Each one of us is now officially certified

To be able to run for president

•

Yes !
Yes !

We are all now

AUTHENTICALY STUPID !



congratulations !

X

.



... & because it is important




(the Poem )


""

the only poem is that child over there


///

We WRITE his life

By the COURAGE we display

In living OUR OWN

•


( we are "broken"

Not because Joey Good **** is ...... Gone !

But because we have given up on

Living truthfully

And have abandoned Tomorrow

Unto the greed and hatred of OUR TODAY

•

I mean

WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR

TRAVAILS WITH YOUR BOY OR GIRL FRIEND

WHEN WE SEE YOUR WHOLE LIFE BEING WASTED

ON YOUR ******* LOVE ?

////

Give yourself at least a chance !

••

Okay ?

••••

just because you MISS HIM

Doesn't mean you should be together again

When it is obvious that you drifted apart

Because your life together was meaningless !

It was meaningless because your seperate lives

Were meaningless !

//

So (?)

//

Die !

Be re born !

NOW !

//

What ?

You think it might be different tomorrow !?

•

Nope

( just more ugly

With more Death )

::

Live

You can

( If you want )

.



New born


//                           Yet

( Somehow )

We can't change a thing !                          //

//

Hardly

( really )

HUMAN at all

//

Like patsies taking the fall

For all the governmental thieves

••

Love perverted

Loyalty betrayed


Children crawl the streets in ****** underwear

Looking for love

****** & *****

)(

Another night is over

::

In the morning ( ?)

???


Lying still born

In countless gutters



.

.



Who  

Is that lovely child (?)

""


Borne

By sacred questioning

To the heart of

All that really matters


"" • """

///

We are the

Gentle

The human

//

In this day called

THE END OF DAYS

••

she wanders

Out of the lust

Out of the ******* scenario

From the grafitti

Unto the hills and fields

//

The song of freedom !

Anyone can sing !


Come !


The long way home

It's a life worth living

A life of total honesty


.

.

( maybe not )


••


we are big boys now !

•

We walked naked thru alleyways

In the rain

waving to the children on the roofs

////

Images of soldier boys   In ****** mud

Visions of drone bombers overhead


••

••

I always wanted to fall in love with

A waitress working at a roadside diner

But it never happened

( it never happened ! )

••

Did Lee  Harvey Oswald

really

Shoot JFK?

•


( are you sure ? )


•


I would love to talk about it

With a lonely waitress with big *****

Working at some ****** diner

By the side of the road


)(

We shall walk naked in alleyways in the rain


:::


Children on the roofs !


Come !


And see !





.
.

.




so
Also


Love prevails



///////

into visions afore seen

We

Stumble forth


We enter REALITY

we do our part


We finally come to see

Clearly

Something like

TRUTH

•

( we are good )

""""""

The men
The women

//

Yes
We are here again !

( please don't ask us where we've been )

It'd only hurt to tell you

//

In full clarity

It is we who have come

It is we who are here


Trying to be what we must become



X

.


Come on !

If we miss the beginning

We may Never catch up !



( so very tired )


!!!!!         !!!!!       !!!!!

Summer times are over !

( yer a         Workin man ! )

GOOD FOR YOU !

:::

Just be sure to pay your taxes on time

( yes sir ! )

•


•

So tired a seein all the dyin

So very tired

And  the crippled bodies

So tired

The crying hungry babies.

The tortured bodies

The *****

( I AM GOD ****** TIRED !' )

)?)



Little lost children questioning

Is the seed of goodness

are you there ?



.

.


love

----

Winds

( Constant movement )

words !

DARE WE REALLY SPEAK !

poet (?)

!!!!!!!!!!!!

" he hurt my feelings "

Doesn't quite

Make It !

( • )

//////

The women of the village

Know the way

//

Here

Where bodies are commodities for sale

The young girls

Romping naked thru the marketplace !

Get what they really seek

( NOTHING ! Nothing at all )

//

Just a few trite poems

And a sickness of soul

That may last a lifetime

)(

Headless girl

With her toys to be given away !

//

We'll see her in the nuthouse

After a while

.

.


along the slum street of our hearts

Where the crying children are left to die

We tell incredible stories

Of TRUE LOVE !

&

OF THE CHRIST !

( !!! )

•••

and await

The final day of our useless lives

)(
)(

Never wondering

Really

About anything
.

.



                                         you may not see him but he sees you

( as you know )                            
"""

Like a graveyard song

( both dying and being reborn )

//:://

I know your NAME dear child

The lost vagabond

::

One step away from the prison door

)(

Shall we stay together finally for a while

)?(

I know your NAME

written and sworn

I trusted you

From the moment you were born

//

Broken days

Lives

We are the seed of the pure soft soil


are you ready ?

))((

We were married long ago

I really don't care

Where or when

.

.


                            ( & the Night had come  )

""

& your kid sister

Just got herself a job at the

RISING SUN


( down in New Orleans )


)(

& papa  was glad cause he wanted the money

)(


( yeah

I was there )


At the crime scene

At the countless crime scenes


( I'm always there )

•

We do what we do

For right or wrong

Good or bad

"


Yeah

We say what we want

And who gets hurt

Gets hurt

And our song is sung

And we remain

Just as always

Afraid of change

))

Love

IS

Not to be afraid of change



X

.




On ******* row

(She was the best of em ! )

)(

Up
In them mountains

It is

!!!!!!!

graduated from the

High school scene

Went big time with her candy smile

And her total lack of subtlety

)(


Done so well

She ain't gotta write **** poetry

//

She got herself a real skill

At last !


.

.




I loves ya darling

Really I do

:::



In the dirt the naked staving children play

Games of make belief


••


One look at y baby and

I'm Gone !!!

( Belief me )

•


Lynched Negroes

In the shadows of true history

)(

Hey

Dat girl don't mean nothin ta me

Like you do


..

Naked staving children

In the dirt

Playing games a make belief



.

true
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::


Yes

Yes
We shall

)(



)(


Lovely  Daisy grows !

                                         ( Broken dolls in the lot....
broken lives
broken bodies )                      

••

We had dreams but then the darkness
Rolled in

And it hurt
The air stung

AND THE POLICE !

::::

But we shall stay true

Yes we shall !!

•

A sense of pure light and love so true !

ETERNITY !

We walk together

And make things good


x