Not quite the ideas guy
Artistic
Creative
Is not my description
Of this
Cogitative
Projection
Of social pretension
Dimensions
Belief
From its schools of thought
Kept in suspension
For discipline
Listening skills
I neglect
For more cognizance of
Going deeper in
Depth
To the provenance of
The first inkling
Of being
And cogency gleaned
Between lines
That I’m reading

Make ripples
Make currents
Make free
Health insurance
Take back
Machinations
Imposing convergence
Emergency powers
Gatekeeping us
Weaker
And baiting the switch
With a click
Of a beeper
Continues its seek and destroy
Defense spending
And furthers its cause
Of more violent
Offending
When bending the knee
Disagreers take aim
At their bullets
And ballots
Are one and the same

Take my anthems
To the phantoms
Resting easy
In their mansions
Make my stances
Just breakdances
And promiscuous
Romances
Wake the guilty
Law abiding
To a passive revolution
Slate the social justice movement
For a younger blood transfusion
Of unruliness
Compounded
When the arts of speech
Suppressed
And undercover
Album covers
Sweep it under
The arrest
And dominating
Circulating
Mainstream media
Discourses
Are the forces
That endorse
Its mass consumption’s
Darkest horses
But as soon as they
No longer run
The races
Bullet case ‘em
And whatever they once stood for
Just gets buried in
The basement

Went to go
Rub you
Right out of my life
Then I stood
All alone
At the edge of a knife
And I had the discussion
With you
And we ended things
Ran through the memories
Severed suspended strings
Fated
Away
In a fatal malaise
As we both
Remained different
Indifferent to pain
And the blame
Remained shamefully
Stained on my name
And the days would go by
And I’d feel you drift further
Observe as your passion for me
Loses fervor
And swerve nearly out of control
Of my thoughts
Of my words
Of my mind
Of the increasing costs
To do business
Transactions
Detached from emotion
Yet still feel your presence
Intents by the ocean
Is not to take anything more
Than your place
At my side
And as equals
Embrace
So you see
Dearest Evi
The love of my life
How I’ve stood
All alone
At the edge
Of this wife
And gazed deep in her eyes
In sincerity
Weeping
And speaking through
Spilling guts
Desperately keeping
In touch with her one way
Until the dread runway
Returns to take her
To my failures on replay

Once there was
Genuine love
Little else
Even anyone
Briefly intruding
Was dealt
A rejection,
A kick to the curb,
A dismissal
For you had my heart,
My attention,
Committal
And nowhere along
Has it veered
Off the path
Has it not added up
To us doing the math
To subtractions of time
On divisions of labor
And multiplications
Of do me a favor
Becomes the replacement,
The stand-in
Compassion
Attraction
Devolves and erodes
In the masking
Of hurt
Inadvertently
Still we inflict
On one’s worth
But reverse it all back
And redo it all over
You still just get
Two different people
Grow older

You think a younger face
Of fascist puppet
Will convince us
That your Aryan ambition’s
Righteous missions
Could evince us
As the proud to serve his people
Heroes
Soon enough
Become the Nero’s
Zero care
But heir apparent
Threats to my
Entitled merit

Soon
Worship nothing
Before a false idol
Consider these signs
That I’m seeing
As vital
Flatlining
And idle
Of minding
Its business
Its dealings
Provoking
The pulse
Of the polls
To its feelings
For fear
Is the sheep
To the slaughterhouse
Martyrdom
I am the bomb
In its first class’s
Carrion

The side of the aisle
My mind seems to
Lean-to
Should not be
Determinative
Of what screens do
Conditions and terms
No one thoroughly
Reads through
But see through
Their hides
Of AI
Belied schemes to
Delete us
Becomes more
Demanding a task
If they need us
To keep
Testing products
In class

Somewhere along the way
Remained the little kid
Afraid
Sustained
Defiance
In the face of evil
Nonetheless
Invade
Its wealthy bastions
Deepest passions
It’s subservience’s status
In its state of constant panic
Imitate
Its ***** habits
For the palace
That was promised
In the years of propaganda
Stayed a fantasy
Illusory
A loser’s memoranda
So forgive me
If in victory
I still feel sorely missed
When all they taught me was
An infantile
Ignorance is bliss

Spearhead of the west
Cut above all the rest  
Into many
Campaigns
And crusades
I invest
Precious dime
Overtime
My whole body
And mind
All I get in return though
Is reruns
Of Palestine
So I’m just trying
To go off the grid
But I’m gritty like
City life’s
Destitute kid
And I can’t see them hungering
Weeping
And shrieking
And not feel it too
Among all of you
Sleeping
Depressed in your needless excesses
And decadence
Debt-ridden
Fiends of fiat money
Reverence
Severed from what
Makes us human
The most
Civilized
Genocide
And our ties
To this post

Turning blind eyes
To such violent
Vicinities
As we so
Sheepishly
Worship
Divinities
Somehow benevolent
Equally
Merciful
Media
Socialites
Sharing their
Personal
Cuts to commercial
Breaks
Pumping
Accelerates
Over the cliff
Into pits
Of disposable
Obsolete fleshlings
The metal
Inevitability
Overload

Get ‘em to their feet,
Get ‘em marching
To the drum beat,
Then just keep ‘em hungry
Keep ‘em silent
Violence sells
And in the genocide
Of mind
Committed
Blind compliance quells
Its own rebelliousness
Inherent
In adherents
To the faith
In some great nation
Under God of Hatred’s
Tax evasion state

Capital
Video
Game
That we play
For top scores
Is a credit score
Bank account
Claim to fame  
Megastore
Dying and sick
On the floor
Can’t afford
One more round
Of roulette
In United Health
Wars
And it bores us to tears
To be so ****
Robotic
But we are all addicts
Of statics
Hypnotic
With optics
Of all seeing
NPCs
Sleeping
Competing for ranks
On the leaderboard’s
Reaping
With motherboards
Hoarding
The wealth it all
Generates
Megalomaniacopoly
Nation-states
Form in the borders
Of who is
Cheat coding
The best
In addressing
Its servers imploding

Nobody knows
Why they go
Why they leave us
Nobody else feels it
Although they believe us
No one saw their face
Emanate
City lights
No one sees it now
Keeping with
Sleeping in
Sight,
No artistic expression
Interprets
Abandoned
Like shells
Of our former selves
Talking in
Tangents
No one cares to share
Lest they hear
In their heart
An impartial ear
Fears
No appearance
Too dark
But the one
No one wants
To be seen with alone
No one haunts us
Like absent
The light they once shone
And no life form
In known universes
Has known
The extents of the Freudian voids
We are rendered
When try to forget
Just remains
What’s remembered

Crossed before
But not forsaken
For the demons
Oft mistaken
By the angels
Saving graces
Gods of mine
Have many faces
Of my making
Though
Forever
Bleeding edge
Of fates
To sever
Pleasure
From emotive virtue
All I want
Is not to hurt you
Nor convert
Revert
Desert you
To the frigid wastes
Of time
The outer spaces
Of the mind
Without some
Silly myth
To save us
Heavens gate
Keepers
Enslave us
One last instance
On the shores
Before we’re sent
To fight
Their wars

Look to your elders
Extinction
News pages
And watch as their
Actors
Stage fright
Is contagious
For shivers
And withering health
Infrastructure
Livestock market
Boom
And bust
Bubbles
To rupture
And bursting forth
Scorched earth campaigns
And elections
Yet sheepish and blind
Is the viewer discretion
For views are expressed in
Parameters
Profit-based
All the earth’s
Exigencies
Become outer-spaced
Centered on power
Corrupts absolutely
Now enter the power mad king
In his movie

Urban desolation
From the decades
Of decay
An urchin nation
Of unhoused
Frustration’s
Homeless
Take home pay
In layman’s terms
Cannot be turned
Into a ghetto
Of the fascists
Lest the sewer rats
And gators
Reinstate
Their Alcatraz’s
Yet imagine such a world
Where only people
Need unite
And the dehumanizing
Rhetoric
Need not so often write
Whatever partisan
Pretensions
Still rebranded
On display
Mutually
Assure destruction
Desolation
And decay

Study the maladies
Plaguing my people
These deaths of disparity
Separate
Unequal
Apparently
Anxious
Is not so innate
And the healthcare
To treat it
Is incorporate
Just a medicate
State
Of emergency
Rooms
Inundated
With victims of flooding
Too soon
In a surge
Of resurgent
Policing the polis
And quantum computing
The polls
Is no solace
For further replacement
Theorizing
To sicken
The still barely human’s
Transference
To quicken
And soon enough ill
Information
Malpractice
Turns once robust
Sentience
To tentacled rabbits

Just shells
Of our sorrow
Our anguish
Our pain
Traumatized
Dramatized
Movie plot holes
Contain
No explicit
Admissible
Evident
Claim
To be nonetheless
Guilty
Of levying
Blame
On producers
Consumers
And critics alike
All the cynics
And mimics
And gimmicks
Despite
No conclusive
Dispute
To we all do it too
We all know
We all feel
Not a soul
Has a clue

Brought us all
Together
To the apex
Of our making
From the trappings of
Our station
To the law and order’s
Breaking
Points accusatory
Fingers in
The eye for inclination
To exact its retribution swiftly
Justice though
Comes not so quickly

Seconds from igniting
Powder keg
Of more infighting
And delighting
In dividing
Plots of history
Rewriting
Is a sleight of hand
Too deft to check
Totalitarians
Of tech

Pinnacle of youth
Approaching cusp
Of aging out
The gears are rusting
Readjusting
To the cosmic dusted
Drought
And each encounter
Over counter
Runs a counterclaim
To sane
Though disillusioned
Looming puniness
Is my true claim to fame
And though I knew
From early ages
It was not on center stages
That I’d ever
Most precisely
Find the light
That best assuages
What the worthless nexus
Mind complexes
Never goes
Outmoded
Though it often goes
To show
By all these updates
Overloaded

Can you not see?
Demagoguery
Obviates
More heir apparently
Aryan
Nation-states
Pro
Natalist,
Prison camps
But can’t concentrate
On the most blatant
Abuses of propagates
Power projects
The world over
Disorder
Is over now
Stand aside
Open the border

Spineless
Sock puppets
Won’t get their
Comeuppance
And angry mob rulers
Won’t soon to reluctance
Exude
Or refuse to write history
Tragically skewed
Any more than it favors
The boldest
Enslavers
Whose toxic fumes
Humans consume
Favorite flavors

Foreign
Dark
Money
Makes voting
Seem funny
And corn fed
Reserves
Purge the hurt
From my tummy
The strong man
Facade’s
A ventriloquist
Dummy
But all its consumerist
Gummies
Are yummy
And yet
The vets
Wander the cold
And go hungry
For crumby the
Food insecurity
System
And numb
We become
To its gun
Toting victim
Just blame the whole
Name of the game
On the working poor
Lurking class
Warfare
Us middle men
Paying for

And what does your heart say?
Am I such a toxin
Does it no more feel
First date fates
Interlocked in
The box
Growing old
Growing closer together
Or do the fake doctors
Know us
So much better?
Have they seen us weeping
Beside ourselves
Dying inside
Without sleeping
And keeping with
Daily turmoil
And turbulence
Ground us back
Safely and soundly
To furtherance
Seeing this through
To whatever
The end
Such a daunting prospectus
To sign with a pen
But obliged nonetheless
To commit to its binding
Promissory
Family
History
Finding
A better way forward
Than parents
Have failed
Prior lovers,
And brothers,
Relationships
Sailed
And its left us quite
Stranded
But not empty-handed
My soul has been yours
And you know
You’ve commanded
My plans since the start
On my heart
Made your mark
But if yours
Torn apart
Would cast me to the dark
And the spark
Flickers merely
To just be extinguished
And we just revert
To a pair of kind
Linguists
Then all I can say
Is I’m sorry I ****** it
Took everything good in my life
And corrupted
Its sacrosanct
Precious
Most uplifting bliss
To some poisonous
Deathly wish
Last kiss abyss

We all covet stages
Or platforms
To play on
Display what identity
Leads us astray on
Some tangent
Some rant
Raving rampage
Of madness
Celebrity complex
Of I
Have to have this
This status
Attention
The followers
Mention
My image
And likeness
My personal penchant
For myriad realms
Of myself economics
Authentic pretension
Anxiety tonics
Have long been its
Mass appeal
Crack Tok addiction
And fear of its makers
Our predisposition
But trust in its fakers
A base inclination
As well
If they’re selling
The end of humanity’s
Not worth rebelling

Supreme leaders
Schemers
Worst of nightmares
To the dreamers
And the fiends
That they convene with
Filter out
The in-betweeners
With obscenely toxic
Shock and awe
Campaigns
Of more in flames
And the replacement theorists
Still refuse
To use
Their smarter brains
To take a look around
The demographic
Map with all its
Party lines
Redistricted across it
To partition us
Like Palestine

Not trying to win
No, just stay afloat
Voting
Do my civic duty
To country
Imploding
Eroding
What constitutes
Quantum leap
Can’t compute
How we’ve transformed
To a nation
Of prostitutes
No more enslaved
Well per se,
There are wages
But they just stagnate
And the taxes
Outrageous
Work multiple jobs
But still living in cages
And leaders
Are corporate *****
Wars over stages
And we can’t afford
To uplift ourselves suasion
Our station in life
Remains solely unchanged
And
The wealth we aspired
To some day retire
In firm reassurance
Is set to expire

Borders of fantasy
Tickle my fancy
This notion
I own it
And you must
Supplant me
For it to be
How this world works
After all
No amount of
Appalling crimes
Seems to forestall
The incessant assumption
The earth
A free luncheon
A boundless oasis
Of endless consumption
And pieces of its
Apple pie
In the sky
Are some property value
For which we should die
If some other
Entitlement
Troglodyte
Fights us
And alpha failed states
Send their pigs
To indict us
On charges of merely
Refuting its merits
Refusing to pay
Further into
Its tariffs

Integrate
The shadow
You will be
With me
Lucidity
And unto its becoming
One
The egos
Interlinked
Could be
Increasingly
Less prone to war
Less likely to
Project it more
Endure the grips of psyche
Tightening
Sense of self
Awareness
Heightening
Frightening
When you think it through
That I am merely
Thoughts of you

For they once
Roamed these halls
Innocent
Learning
To be better humans
And into them
Turning
But suddenly yearning
For home
In an instant
For mommy and daddy
Could not be more distant
When bursting forth
Barrel blasts
Shatter reality,
Not yet a decade
Of fragile morality
Splattered in
Evil
Incarnate
Depravity
All the unvarnished
Unraveling
Tragedy,
Tragically
Yet again
Weaponized,
Minimized
Merely an afterthought
Footnote
Politicized

Friends have been dead to me
Begged me
On bended knee
Spare me your pity
Your judgment
Your envy
I just want your friendship
I don’t need
Your enmity
Only you
Make me
Your enemy
Then be my friend again
Nothing could change that
But they
Lose their way
And we cannot rephrase that
Without sounding deep
In the worry about
We can only cut deep
In more reasons to doubt
One another’s integrity
Manly
Identity
Loyalty
Honesty
Honestly, everything
Save for the rain on parades
In good fun
And that’s all that I meant
By the quick-to-draw gun

Look at me
Look at me
Narcissistic
Tendency
Enemies
Nemeses
Everywhere
Dependency
Unfriending
Distant memories
Becoming
Penitentiaries  
To place the blame
In block chain cages
Gamify
The dread AI
Then manufacture
Your outrages
Cheap
From its
All-seeing eye

Childhood made this
Default to
Fantastical
Maturation
Then forbade it
Impractical
Always though
Something to hide
And yet simplify
Something inside
All the others would
Vilify
Vying for more
Stories told
They’d control
But I found my form
Still most befitting
The scroll

Funny how
The pinnacles
Of civilized
Could circumcise
And always find a reason
To make endless warring
Justified

Find myself beaming
Like spectacles gleaming
And trapped
In my craft
I’m more passively
Scheming
Than many years past
All this hubris was riven
With oceans of vast
Blasphemies
Unforgiven
But checked from my heights
Has my vision ignited  
And wrecked from my spiteful
Ambitions
Delighted
In treacheries,
Leprosies
Can’t stop afflicting
The world
And its beings
With paradigm shifting

And one day soon
Hence
You will get your
Comeuppance
Your tongue-biting
Sycophants
Stay their reluctance
To mutiny
23 times
Run you through
As across senate floors
Your blood pours
Into view

I heard on the state news
That your news is fake
That some other landholders
Own most of the stake
In their chokehold
Of holdings
Is taking its toll
On the working class
Progeny’s
Dreams that they stole
And so naturally
There I go
Seeking the enemy
Finding it’s simply
A credit card’s
Spending spree
Taking the shape
Of transferable currency
Zeroes and ones
Some ethereal
Sons
And their guns
Still outnumber,
Outweigh us in tons
But the Huns at the gates
And the wolves at the door
Just belie
The real causus belli
For the war
That is racking up debt
And attacking the poor
And still cornering markets
In one single store
With the rest of us
Hungry
And thirsty
For more

Led them all
To water
Not quite pure
But runs the mill
And though manure
Is my cure
Its mass allure is streaming still
And cannon fodder
Scheming still
To see them sooner to the slaughter
Than a city on a hill
For I was offered
Coffers bottomless
To teach them
Ignorance is bliss
And steer my fear
Adherents
To salvation
Off a cliff

Sharp
Jagged fragments
Of shattering madness  
Still strewn about
Corpse-littered scores of my sadness
But glad this
Morass
Won’t reflect in the glass
Any faster than present
Is mirroring past

We’d all love
To be seen
Little more
Than we clean
Up the messes
Attesting
To low
Self-esteem
And it seems
We’d all hate
To be torn
At the seams
But we love  
To watch others’
Unreachable dreams
And yet hate to feel
Fairness is trampled
Pursuing
The knocks
Of the opportune
Peacemakers
Couping
Who we love to hate
Hate to love
The cartoonish
Banality
Evil
Still mirroring
Munich