We shared the same room
The same bed
But I dread
Getting into her head
When inside her undoing
Eschewing from ruining
This union through
Everything I would say
I could do
To keep you
From discovering never a love
I declared to be true
And least of all this ill attraction unto
Her lascivious libidinous
Easy come
Easy go, watch me leave
Before you
Even know

Out of nothing came something
It must have, it had to
And in its destructive
Rebirth I’d be glad to
Ignite the incipient embers
Of change
And watch as it smolders
Again in the flames
Of interminable
Labyrinthian corridors
Sentient prison walls
Trapped in my nevermores
I didn’t ask to be gifted
Nor cursed
With the revelatory
Epiphany thirst
For an arid and barren
Deserted desire
The moisture eluding
My lips in the fire

Surrender your claims
Or give in to the thirst
Then relinquish your bearings
For I was here first
And I’ve parted the skies
With a dauntless ascendance
And opened third eyes
With enlightened resplendence
In ages now gone
And unknown to us all
I gave rise to each new breed
Of species to fall
One by one
To the one
I so foolishly gifted
With intellect
Then how the paradigm shifted

Remembering back
To when I first arrived
Couldn’t speak, but to say
I was grateful to be
A brand new addition
To your family
And 2 months it’s been now
Growing fond and at ease
In your presence, your company
Meals you made me
All seemed to come naturally
As the ferenji uncertainty held
In two distant and different upbringings Dispelled
Of the looming rejection
In human connection
And comfort I felt
Without fail or despair
As your home became my
Latest place I could rest
Until really goodbye

Words have such a funny little way
Of saying just enough
A means through which the end conveys
Intangible dimension stuff
Composed of immaterial
Surrealist bits and pieces
Decomposing in ethereal
Extinction level species
At the pinnacle of pensive
We incessantly conceive
Perceptions formed in the defense of
Higher beings we believe
And often give it all to see
Their rightful place among the stars
And as we fell the final tree
We do it all again on Mars
As discontent with our successes
As we are amidst the bliss
Of failure’s most enlightened guesses
To elucidate what any of this
Is...

Trepidation invades
From the furthest recesses
Have only my doubt
And my clout
To express it
Out there on my own
With a people unknown
Despite growing familiar
With what they call home
Mana koo is still far
Hiriyoota apart
From each other and I
Am an alien sort
Of explorer, not brave
Not of fearless, just restless
And careless as thought
I put into my lessons
Concerned only with
How to scrounge my next meal
Only truth ascertained
I don’t know how I feel

Been making a statement
Since chalk on the pavement
Erasing complacent
Content in my basement
Been searching for famous
Since pen hit the paper
A COINTELPRO
Expose’ prose’n muckraker
No stake in your stockholder
Meeting this evening
Just cuttin’ deals laced with
A little left-leaning
Obscene acts of terror
Each letter a crime
A defacement of privatized
Property swine
Dispossessed but of rhyme
Like the spirit of Marti
Till I’m callin’ party boss
Shots of Bacardi

And it’s on to the genocide
After you labeled me
Branded, enslaved me
Then as a beast, stabled me
Tabled my questions
And grievances then
Made me feel I was less
Than a man among men
When some semblance of freedom
Was finally reached
You just kicked down the doors
As our homelands were breached
And then preached your divine
Racial right to rule,
Hatred fuel speech
Then you slaughtered my people
In droves
As was shown
To the rest of the world
A facade
Mockery history
As it added more jobs
To polluted and muted
Vox populi rooted
In fear that their name
Is the next new recruited
To die by the bullet
The blade or the bang
Or the furnace forged famine’s
Frail hope hunger pang

Does it think
Any more
Any less than I do
Or does it simply do
What it has to get through
An inherent, instinctive
Autonomous act
Irrefutably true
Biological fact
Just does not seem to me
To be easy, believed
I myself think enough
For us both to perceive
And in consciously willing
It so do I know
It indeed contemplates
Where in death does it go

I don’t deserve to reproduce
To be alive
To even breathe
But don’t feel obligated to
Start holding yours
Until I leave

What goes through your head
When you’re on your deathbed
The life flashing before
The oblivion dread
And whatever belief was to you
Disappears
And your sixth sensory deprivation
Appears
In the final formless self-projection unto
The regret, the mistakes
Everything you’d redo
Should you find on the other side
Reincarnation
Enlightening you anew
True divination

How much time spent alone
Quite unknown
But a lot
I’d be willing to wager
The parts of my soul
Not quite yet
Left to rot
In forgotten ideals
As the steel bleeds the page
And lays claim to my pain’s
Indomitable rage
Manifesting the best of me
Deposing destiny
Toppling tyrants
In silent soliloquy
No more emotion, I’ve spoken
Too much of it
Wasted it
Tasted it
From her lips dripping
In her clutches gripping
My paper meshe
Heart of art as it’s ripping
And slipping through cracks
To an undertow woe
And without her I aimlessly go
With the flow
Never slowing my pace
Until all of you know

Isolate me
Cut my tongue out
Throw away the key
I will still find the words to reason
With you people
If I need
To rule this town
And seize the crown
From heavy lies beheaded greed
And in its harems I will plant the seed
My progeny will be
Impurity’s new breed of legacy
Eternally they’d read
Appease my memory insatiable
As masses that I’d feed
And none would dare to challenge me
Chaotic orders I would lead
And all would heed
My epic poetry
Uniting spirits freed

What sense is there still clinging
To the strands of fate not severed yet
We met, we let the best of us
Reset, and I forget the rest
Of storms we weathered just
To see the other side of life expressed
In silent chimes of solar lust
Combusting seas of shimmer shade
Charades as we began to fade
She knew me in a time when I
Did not myself seem to know I
Why from her side my path had strayed
To stained Mnemosyne replayed
And as I paved it to my grave
I made a slave of her and bade
Farewell to my temporal shell
And sealed the soulless wretch in hell

Been gone from the pen
For too long in the dark
Off to start on the trials
That keep me apart
From illusory luxury
Lunacies haunting me
Self-loathing tendency
Tyranny taunting me
Flaunting its alter-ego
Need to know
Basis, secrets I’ve kept
In a bottle of woe
At the bottom of low
Where I count the rats crawling
Mites feast on my flesh
And the story is simply
Forgetting the rest

I am Death in the flesh
Bereft life’s final breath
I have conquered eternity’s peak
Without rest
As I longed to express
From my emptiness chest
Why I can’t seem to pass this mortality
Test

Can’t say I’m not eager
To see her again
To be back in the big city
Where we pretend
To be sure of ourselves
What we mean to each other
Transfixed on the secrets
We’ve yet to discover
Like prior engagements
That lie with another
Refusing to label it
Speak of it, think of it
Merely to live it
Until we let go of it
Once the temptation
Is satiated
In desire’s reluctance
Inebriated

Lousy with drowsiness
Trying to write
I succumb to the eyes’
Irresistible night
A serenity scenery
Reverie taunting me
Setting in stone
A tone
Ominous, haunting me
Ending, mind-bending me
Impending doom
As the dreaded contentment
An interlude tomb
Then begins to disturb
Me from thunderous slumber
A spark to revive  
To describe my dead smile
Still playing alive
And imbibe the cascade
Conscious stream fear of falling
In love with the first sympathetic
Muse calling
Contained in a shattered frame
Out of its mind
Losing all track of time
Till the wake up call rhyme

See through my eyes
And I’ll stare through yours back
Peering into the looking glass
Find what I lack
What is missing
A piece, perhaps two
Maybe three
Maybe dozens will make us
Feel finally free
To discover the falls
From the rise once again
Two journeys diverging
From whence they begin
Or began I suppose
Is the tense
I would use
When with rhyme
I dispose
And dispense with propensities
To disengage
Until all of those pieces
Again rearrange
In my head
And create
A new image of you and I
Twisted in fate

We’re all a little mad in here
Inside the rhyming riddle realm
Where ravens are like writing desks
And jibber jabberwockies dwell
In incoherent babble
Metaphysically poetry
Identities in crisis
Heads will roll
As we let go of me
In search of wonderlands
Preserving childhood naiveté
The most peculiar dreams
Have come to party over tales and tea

There sits a crimson satyr crowned
The overlord of underground
In left he twirls a steely blight
Upon the surface world by night
With right commands his vile jest
To welcome avarice, his guest
The next of sin to him akin
To all the wicked souls therein
The boiling cauldron antechamber
Brimming with his seething anger
Pain and sorrow, anguish of
One fallen from the grace of love
And in its hellish rendezvous
A shadow deal to conquer you
Is sealed in some ungodly tongue
The hook upon which faith is hung

The power lines provide
Elucidation in disguise
A sanctuary shadow-stained
Estate commandment private enterprise
Desensitizing blinded lies
The buy, buy, buy
Consumes the lives
As malnutrition feasts its eyes
Monopolized, the profits rise
The pockets lined with earth’s demise
Until the rockets own the skies
Devising how to energize
The Helios within our minds
As we just sit and stare with pride
Ascending our expenses climb
Mankind amidst the stars will shine
Except for who gets left behind
To overpopulate in time

How I long to watch it all go up in massive
Walls of flame
With you
To burn for you in anarchistic
Madness that you put me through
And set this hopeless, barren, wretched
Waste of space ablaze
And raze its fascist freedom fallacies
To ashen masses graves
And with my wildest temptations
Fade like self-detachment smoke
From charred remains of what remains
Of every promise that I broke
Of every note I ever wrote
Not worth their weight
In soot and smog
Throw on a log
And let me choke
On spoken worded spontaneity
Combusting in my lust
For flesh caressed in my possessive
Seething passion for your trust
And give it all to the inferno
To divine the splendid sun
Until my hubris wings ignite
Without you there to make it fun

I deem the divine
Out of time, as I court them
Impregnate the fates
Till I choose to abort them
The muses my brood
I imbue with the spark
And by my hand the arrows
Of Eros to mark
Have inspired the vehement
Seed of creation
To gush from the brush’s
Unbridled temptation
In lust germination
Bore lush dripping red
Misconceptions of my
Hellenistic skin shed
And in discordant dreams
I’ve enchanted naive
Lonely Edens and watched
As they died to believe
That beyond me exists
An escape from the end
That conception itself
Does not to my will bend

The further one travels
Less one seems to know
Of the ways the ineffable one
In its glow
Could give form to the infinite flakes of the snow
And give each of us solely an inkling of soul
In a body of mind until
It’s time to go

Media ****** mob moving en masse
On the scene it now seems we have reached an impasse
Like canaries in coal mines, distorting the truth
Of the social mobility tar-feather suit
In their squawking incessant debate
As we wait
For our daily injection
Of fear-mongered
Hate

Don’t tell me it can’t all be equally shared
Don’t tell me elections are fair
Anywhere
I know whose had the power
The weapons to prove it
The world in their hands
And the money to move it
Perpetual profit
New product to cell
Dwellin’ deep in the pocket
Of your lol

So don’t tell me with Twitter you’re not all Obsessed
When you buy every lie presidential address
Comin’ hot off the press
Not so free to inform
A pornhub tuggin’ ******
Publicity Storm
And another blackout
On my people uncovered
Like Firestone burnin’ through natives
Unrubbered

Don’t tell me you don’t have the cure
Or that war
Isn’t waged on the people
To sheeple the poor
To the industry slaughterhouse
Dream factory
Where success is a breath of fresh
Debt peony
I know slavery still puts
That food on the table
And big pharma’s FDA puppets, the label

So don’t tell me dope is what’s making us Dumb
Don’t tell me my God’s not the LSD sun
Or that guns aren’t hired
To desecrate my
Sanctified inner peace
Keepin’ graffiti sky
For my ties to this earth
Are invaluable worth
So don’t tell me my rights haven’t been mine Since birth

The optimists are cute
But so incredibly naive
They think themselves
The fullest living
As they’re dying to believe

Why does it cry so
In the night I so wonder
Perhaps it is merely
Insatiable hunger
Yet picture yourself
Infantile again
Knowing only one thing,
That someday it will end
But in lacking a language
To verbalize fear
You incessantly shriek it
In terrified tears

He gazed upon the ugliest
Visage he ever saw
Examined long the grim complexion
Counting each and every flaw
Of imperfection staring back
Confronting him to face his fear
A shattered ego in the mirror
Mind exterior appearance
No epiphany yet clearer
So exemplified his weirdness
Recognizing who he was
Again, yet honored in its presence
Just a beastly man’s identity
For all the world to witness
And resistance to his charm
Was all together a futile trial
Goddesses of loveliness
Would beg to taste his smile
And his mastery of how to be
His he himself alone
And all the muses in their vanity
Henceforth set him in stone

A skeleton just hangin’
From a noose of listless mystery
Still shackled to the gallows of my past
The rest is history
Another pack of lies
And greedy broken treaty victory
Embellishing retellings
Of a tale as old as rhyme
And in the minds of future scribes
Time will absolve me of the crime
For these confines of flesh impermanence
Internalized eternal words
And from exile I returned
To claim dominion over herds
To watch as birds as angels reigned
And people’s god uplifted
A new vision in my image
Through the power I was gifted
All to unify the many
Selfless service higher cause
That would reeducate the state
In human nature’s common laws

If I could simply overcome
Possessive nouns and vowel sounds
I would not need to study ******
Heavy lies’ beheaded crowns
But you make martyrs with your charter
School exclusive service sector
To systemically condemn me
To the destitution nectar
Of the corner story *****’s
Potential Cinderella caged in
The statistics of the mathematic
Overdose equation
Comatose’n like a Holy Ghost
Of tranquil ranking party skanks
Whose tanks plan out the projects
For the boys still shootin’ blanks
And then the slavers liberate
Some nation-state of god forsaken
Oil barons salivate
To taste the poison Apple’s stake in
Stock in stuffer markets takin’
All the products people makin’
Privatizing profit-docket lawless
Mother Nature rapin’
For some scarcity disparities
In wealth I can’t attain
You keep me feeding on the bottom
From the top, you make it rain
So as the brains continue drainin’
In amenity dependency
I tinker with the inner-machinations
Now the enemy
You’ve made me out to be you see
My generation’s future’s bleaker
Than the past in full HD

Cruising along
Ethiopian road
A lake town in the distance
A valley below
Craggy precipice plummets
To cracks in the earth
Like the hands made of stone
Hungry people at work
Abodes humble of mud,
Children play in the dirt
In its quilt pattern patches
Tread bare under hoof
The trees bent out of shape
Like the tin atop roof
And alone they dot plots
Of communal religion
Give thanks to your gods
That it’s not my decision

I need only to smirk and you’re mine
Anytime
If it’s god that you want
I have dozens in mind
Devilishly divine
Bending time like a grandeur delusional
Spine  

In a mad hatter ectoplas-mystical slime
A prismatic drug addict’s first nursery rhyme
Of accursed hearse verses of graphic design
Now to lay to rest intellect spectacles musing
Of selves glorified more than those of my choosing
To deify Destiny’s
Deathly serenity
Plentifully sending me vibrant surprises
And penning my ending in violent demises
Disguises surmised by the climate arises
Girl always there riding my similar waves
As I try to save face digging mechanized graves

But the cloud tentacles
To the depths
Drag me down
To demented ascension
Black holes in the ground
Where disciples of light
And my huntress in white
Vivify me by day
Resurrect me at night
To instruct and deduct
Reasoning in a state
Of a being supreme
Contemplating its fate

Figuratively
I’d like to believe
But realistically speaking
Don’t wish to deceive
You with what I have been through
Confusing serenity’s faith
In repose
With the blame I assign to
My deity woes
With which all of the fallible
Gods I expose
To Elysiums painted
In war-shaded rose
For its in graceless minds,
Wicked hearts they take shape
And give form to the genocide, arson and ****
Growing fat on the spoils of fate
And the prayers
Of the hunger still searching through scraps
For fair shares

Only human after all
I just want to be heard
By more than inner-monologuing
With existences absurd
I’m just desire courting madness
Pleasure-seeking silly monkey
Easy-speaking vow of silence
Honor-bound to keep it funky
Just a diplomat pragmatic
In conventional futility
The all-consuming ego
In the shadow of humility
Your typical contrarian
Ideal egalitarian
Developing a taste for
Arts and state crafting agrarian
Utopian dimensions building
Bridges into space
Enslaving stars to do my bidding
As the angels fall from grace
I am the single, greatest mystery
Nature herself can not explain
Instinctively returning to
The origins we tame
We are sophisticated, liberated
Envoys of the unifier
Common all denominations
Gifted with the wild fire
Meant to be intentional
Deliberate in simplicity
Complexity compels us to
Explore beyond infinity
To seize the energy within
Without the answers dying for
Remembrance, what we leave behind
Unruly gods of peace and war

Picturesque starlit skylight
By day I dream, by night I write
And long to take the raven’s flight
Bespectacled in lights so bright

Where I surmise she may devise
Some semblance of the dawning’s rise
With me in mind, as I abide
By time’s fair-weather friendly guise

Alluring in enduring youth
Rebel like hell, but fear no truth
Resist temptations to reboot
The formal matrix agent suit

Out here among the simple folk
The cattle driven burden’s yoke
As I the boy who pride bespoke
Still rolls his mortal boulder joke

Awoken once again to end
The sullen reveries I’ve penned
Behind these compound walls defend
The powerless to my will bends

Everyone dies
Story’s always the same
I just wish I could tell it
Some new, different way
To revivify life
With a vivid description
Instead of this atmosphere’s
Toxic constriction
Malnourishment kitchen
An infant mortality
Failure to listen
To self-absorbed, carbon-based
Standard emission
Way passed overfishin’
For likes on the social de-human condition
Automaton autobahn
Trickle down neocon
For-profit prison bomb
Boomin’ like radical
Islamic martyrdom
Unemployed masses
Of back of the classes
The masking of innocent
Voices in ashes
An **** of power
And greed wretches *****
Mother Earth out to fuel
Their big engines of war
An insatiable thirst for more
Curdled blood screams
As I rot to the Corps
Of America’s Dreams

It’s the days I have nothing to do
I miss you
So much time on my hands
Yet I desperately cling to you
Pulling myself through
The grinding and chewing
Still breaking up fights
In the war i’m eschewing
From waging, engaging
In conflicts are raging
Around me all over the world
Although maybe
The rampant mass chaos perceived
Is in me
And the order opposing it’s
Who I should be

Avarice sits upon
An empty promise throne
And in its midst
Are all the homeless
Ghosts, condemned to roam alone

Big plans for the world
Guess you have to start small
And in doubt default setting mode
Question it all
I think god itself lives here
Just can’t seem to care
Know the devil is listening
But he wouldn’t dare
Show his face in these parts
Be so bold as to send
His archangels who speak
In the tongues I have penned
In my feuding, conflicting
Immutable selves
The supreme being me
Into nothingness delves

Main road marked on all sides
By small shops
Vendors sell bananas
Banks are centralized and closed
No corporate vulture multinationals
Except the one I chose
To make a living representing
My empire’s softest power plays
The spending, buying, mass consuming,
Wifi access money maze
The neoliberal colonizing
Culture shocking tidal waves
Still ebbing in the rolling hills
And crashing in the daily pills
The vivid dreams dissolve and fade
Digesting final three square meals
And learning what it means to be
A self-sufficient person
Goods and services exchanged
At rates that make my head spin
Topsy turvy circuses
New temples to the excess gods
Converting them as we decline
To little more than human lives
Devaluing as dollar signs

Still find myself passively
Waiting to die
But still tryna’ live life
With a reason to try
To do something productive
I’m always so useless
Can’t even make food for myself
It is fruitless

The ramshackle palisade walls
Still suggest
There are some on the outside
Still living with less
To be landless, condemned
Not an ox to your name
Not a patch of earth
Your ******* sons could lay claim
To an ounce of the harvest’s
Collectivized hunger
No sickle to stay
The red-handed warmonger
Just fireside chats
With the privileged elite
Of the mechanized master’s
Mass graves of deceit
Still replete with the power
The lions don’t dare
Cede enough to hyenas
To seize their fair share

Early morning mired
In drizzling language class
Passed first assessments
Though fluency still I lack
Practicing out on the road
With the local pastoralists
Kids flocking to me in droves
Won’t let go of this
Hand without money
Though reaching to hold
Tiny beggars’ five digits
Smooth, ***** and cold
As beside me a barefoot
Joy bundle abounds
With a pace to match mine
On the hard, rocky ground
But my feet unperturbed
By just do it disparity
Different upbringings
Though similar clarity
Youth in full motion
Freed, careless in stride
Growing up in the
African sky
Countryside

Limited by
Writing just for the sake of it
Struggle to find
Any sense I could make of it
Life seems to be
Just to be
Mystery
So perplexingly
Mystifies me
Just to see
What becomes of the moon and the stars
And the sea
Without humans to name them
To reach out and claim them
Like gods who condemn them
To time and space wasteland

The all seeing iris imperial city
The swiftest of stylus this side of the ‘sippi
The trippiest spittin’ Promethean hippy
Conspiracy theorist of eeriest verse
The despotic hypnotic black flag bearin’ Hearst
Still immersing myself in a poverty trap
As I grapple with lack of fact check cashing crap
Cryogenically frozen emotion vibes flowin’
From out my funk bunker boombox
Overthrowin’
Your global dominion opinion with ease
Shootin’ breezes with Tirailleurs Senegalese
I’m the kid wicked picket sign paintin’ Tom Sawyer
The ill eagle Taino privilege enjoyer
Still swoopin’ in mean on each **** I make clean
Pick the bones dry of serpentine oil green dreams
Then I bury what’s left of your money machines
With the pharaohs of old’s latest pyramid schemes

Inexorable changes
Await and could make me
The never the same again
Pain doesn’t phase me
Just days I go vaguely
Recalling the slightest
Fell trace of destruction
Of ego, my plight is
Temporal but permanent nonetheless still
For impermanence claims
My longevity’s will
My mortality withers
And wanes in the draining
Of acid rains flash flooding
Rolling plains staining
My unblemished vision
Of earth in decay
All our cares, all our fears
Gently washing away
In the ease in which loneliness
Courts me with avarice
Beckons me solemnly
Swiftly to selfishness
Inwardly drowning
In what can I gain
All in vane again
Feigning my ignorant blame
On all who’d oppose
My nefarious ends
Upon all of the roads
I pave
Goodness intends

Time to get weird with it
What shall it be
Feeling mad science-fictional
Brain chemistry
An augmented demented
Unreality
All returning to nothing
Beyond what you see
A subliminal criminal
Mind-bending glee
In a blissful euphoria
Self killing spree
I have delved into heights
Of the darkest of lights
I have dwelled in the caverns
Of luminous nights
Felt the crushing despondent
Cold grip of despair
Immolate me in radiant
Dreamy nightmare
With the energy surging
Renewal of breath
In each step
I have tread upon Death
And in absolute loneliness
Beckoned the fates
To come alter my ego’s
Worst character traits
And assumed a new role
More befitting your eyes
As this tomb made of words
My Immortal goodbyes