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Jun 2018 · 120
Goddess of the Glade
Michael Marchese Jun 2018
You dance within the reveries
Of loves I’ve left behind
You cry my river flowing elegies
Of broken valentines
And in the shadows I reside in
There you are to light the way
You sway like seasons in the changing
Moody climate on display
And with an avalanche inferno
You ignite my icy gaze
And your embrace
Is of the glaciers
Melting me like microwaves
In which the minutes
Are mirages
An oasis from the thaw
And with your worldly imperfections,
Rectify my mortal flaw
Jun 2018 · 205
The Cool Kids
Michael Marchese Jun 2018
You’ll never be one
When you’re grounded,
Divided
And bound in the chains
Of the masters providing
Supply-sided voodoo illusions
Of choice
And invisible hands
Puppeteering your voice
The split-faction distractions
Stagnating the nation
The meds in your heads
Aggravating your hatred
Awaiting your saviors
To say what you feel
As you’re bent to the will
Of the ubermensch steel
But the realest idealists
Are up here with me
And forever we muse
Of the truth
LSD
May 2018 · 252
Anthropomorphism
Michael Marchese May 2018
Delve deeper
You’ll find it
And with it become
A superior being
United as one
In the same sullen joy
Of a troubled existence
In questions conflicting
Our consciousness prisms
Envisioning simple’s complexity nexus
An omnidirectional
Path to perfection  
Intended by makers
Conceived in belief
That we are in fact more
Than a lifetime of grief
May 2018 · 247
Elegy of the Radical
Michael Marchese May 2018
Immortality drips
From the edge of my sword
My command of the muses
As light as the Lord
Of a province of darkness
From whence I craft states
In a mind made of metalcore
Tectonic plates

I’m the eon traverser
Subversive immersing
Myself in a poverty void
Silver surfing
The wake of the breaking
Of space into shapes
As I tread shining paths
With a wrath made of grapes

And a Robespierre clarity
Visions of past
Revolts endlessly leading
To wars amongst class
When the ending, beginning
Again from the same
Wild-eyed little terror
No lion could tame
May 2018 · 144
The Gods Envy Us
Michael Marchese May 2018
To make wholly the holiest
Mortals I tend to
Intending to be
Something more than a man
But I am
And I long for this biblical chaos
To end
Without care or concern
To seek pleasure whenever
The loneliness yearns
For connection, compassion
Detaching from grasping
The answers so near at hand
Desperately clasping
At nothing to find
Any meaning in time
Any purpose save for the one
Felt at her side
May 2018 · 559
No Trespassing
Michael Marchese May 2018
Chlorophyll day dreams
In evergreen scenes
The resplendence of life
Is of light summer leaves
In the park as I circle
Tranquility lake
In anxiety mind
Racing heart is painstakingly
Pounding

The sweat of my brow
Wiping hands
As the echo resounding
The public park lands
Privacies are confounding
But could it be shared?
I prefer it alone
All of earth my domain
You should all just go home
May 2018 · 188
Charon
Michael Marchese May 2018
The wretchedest recklessness civilized savage
Still life of the dead party politic Ba’athist
On acid dispellin’ out
Truth sarin gases
A flask full of blasts from the way passed Jurassic
A passive assassin
Amassin’ a chemical
Weapons grade cache
And then armin’ the youth
With a freshly baked batch
Of this back of the class
To the top of the caste
Stubborn *******’
Cultural iconoclast
Smashin’ bumpkins
And bumpin’ my tunes
On the track
Cashin’ in on the super PAC
Alternate fact
In the ashen green pastures
Of post-truth Iraq
I got stacks of sealed caskets
Of old me’s I buried
And tales of the lost souls
To Hades
I’ve ferried
For taxes from cryptic coin cons
Cemeteried
May 2018 · 118
The Party Boss
Michael Marchese May 2018
Built atop the promises
And broken in the lies
Then stolen from the peasants
For the gentrified disguise
The thinnest lines dividing pledges
To the people whose allegiance
To resenting oppositions
In petitions of their grievances
Elected under shady deals
Revealing just how similarly
Secrets are concealed
And normalcy is petty bourgeoisie
And bureaucratic tape
And the electorate is in on it
Complicit in the ****
It’s inescapable, two-faced and dull
The trite remarks and punditry
The policy dishonesty
The everything is free
And then perception is distorted
Knowledge power is withheld
And mass consent is manufactured
By the votes they buy and sell
To stretch the cyclical stagnation
In its literal translation
To the nation separated
In each origin creation
Still scapegoated by the pet issues
They prize as consolation
Maybe somewhere long ago
Perhaps the demos had foreseen it
Now the future generations
Hardly care enough to screen it
Just believe that it’s the only way
That progress is ensured
So keep diplomacy expendable
War-profiteers insured
For there are some who see
Both points and sides
Leave no rights left
In house divides
May 2018 · 216
Kindling
Michael Marchese May 2018
Given to mortals
To spark a rebellion
They used it instead
To drop ****** oppression
Reducing to cinders
And smoldering ash
Their symbolic salvation
And piles of trash
Unabashedly brazen
Emblazoned in races
Their banners and books
Conflagration hate nations
The forests consumed
In the climates of change
As the engines of war
Dragon hunger pangs rang
Like the rockets ascending
To bring them to me
But they crashed and they burned
And returned to the sea
May 2018 · 112
Power Dynamic
Michael Marchese May 2018
Guess the truth is
I don’t know how I feel
Some days I still want you
Others, I don’t care
Just tell me we don’t have to talk
About us
I just want to be worldly with you
And discuss
How two people together
Could actually change
What one drifter alone
Simply couldn’t arrange
May 2018 · 263
Hush Money
Michael Marchese May 2018
But they got’chu quiet
They program your voice
Automate your decisions
And tell you it’s choice
You can go to the store
Or just one click away
But it’s they who decide
Whose to die on D-Day
And it’s war that they want
So the fear sells consent
Then they bury your rights
In 4 walls of demented cemented lament
With their power, their privilege
Their laws they’re above
So I write like a hawk
And I speak like a dove
In service to causes
Too hard to believe
For a thoughtless prayer nation
Still bending the knee
May 2018 · 193
The Troublemaker
Michael Marchese May 2018
Type caste system arch villain chillin’ like Ivan
The terrible chemical weapon describin’
The end of the world vibin’ lionized Mayan
Still skyin’ as high as a Lucy blood diamond
Fine dinin’ and winin’ with sabhines and sirens
Declinin’ these Roman Republican tyrants
A stubborn ******* beast of burden survivin’
Like ghosts of the guillotine dreamer revivin’
Enlightenment vivid with livid land minin’
Kaboomin’ the gloom when I see these kids dyin’
Just tryin’ to weather this Stormy norm climate
A violent sea risin’ and still you deny it
The science, in favor of implicit bias
Your nation-hate patriot ******* riot
Your ravenous consumer media diet
Your guns and your slaves, all your property private
Your for-prophet poverty trap spreading virus
Your silence of lambs in the face of Goliath
My sting with that sling got’chu feelin’ defiant
May 2018 · 141
Prince of Persia
Michael Marchese May 2018
Keep your money worship plastic idol
Faith
Out of my face
Out of my oceanic,
Coral bleaching,
Overfished
Unhappy place
Go take your sacred spaces
To the crushing depths of doubt
Your fame and fortune are as hollow
As the love you are without
You value paperweight success
Define your peace of mind with war
And ***** away your peak potential
Till you curse the skies for more
Of what indifferent gods provide
Be of they science or compliance
To a prophet-motive virus
Spreading on to cover all the land
In codices of Cyrus
May 2018 · 130
Spoken Word
Michael Marchese May 2018
Sooner spend eternity
In awkward silence
Learning me
Than speak pretending
I could teach you
All the poetry
My speech do
Michael Marchese May 2018
No end in sight Afghanistan
Still burnin’ flags out in Iran
Chinese steel grip
The Fuhrer’s fist
Still poundin’ on the podium
As Appalachia still succumbs
To ethnic cleansing *****
Peace-keepin’ like a North Korean
Sleepin’ on a Puerto Rican
Leakin’ all the in between and
Still you people think he’s speakin’
For the huddled masses, middle classes?
Cuttin’ taxes
For the battle axes cashin’ in
On truth denial gasses
Maskin’ babies bodies buried in
The Stormy normalcy
And no apology for Johnny
See why Colin took a knee?
Or did you miss the racial murders
Every single ******* day
I guess you missed the homelessness
Or the unequal gender pay
And when the kids take to the streets
You shut them up with adderall
Then seal them up behind a wall
Until their world’s a shopping mall
And then the Columbine each time
A new disorder
Breaks the mind
Until the Nero anti-hero
Comes to muse of its decline
Michael Marchese May 2018
Fresh off the the boat to rock the vote
Like Lenin off the iron horse
This Wild Western Manifested destiny
Has run its course
And yet am I, the winning side, still spillin’ it in genocide
And civilizin’ savages supply-sidin’ Apartheid pride
To trigger happies harpin’ on their stolen country muses
Christian views as skewed as what their news refuses to include in
Whose excluded from this private privilege history alluded to
In commandante economic sticks and stones I sling at’chu
But what you gunna do but leave another man behind
Keep marchin’ to the slums of war, we’re all complicit in the crime
But you and I, the difference is, I am the Royal’s fear to wed
For I am prone to widow-making
Inter webs within your head
Like Debs ensnarin’ robber barons in a pit of wealth disparity
And Jobs’ cogs who took’er jahbs, achieving singularity
May 2018 · 263
Kamar-Taj
Michael Marchese May 2018
With you or without
I still revel in doubt
And uncertainty’s angst
I just wish I could smile
Again, see your face
One more time and embrace
You like children at play
Run away with you
How do you do this to me
Everyday
May 2018 · 203
The Pensieve
Michael Marchese May 2018
Just secret thoughts
Fleeting memories kept
Some vignettes
For someday to reflect upon
All I regret
When I couldn’t quite tell her again
How I feel
But I know I still do
I still think that it’s real
Though a dream to believe
I could be what she needs
Who she wanted from me
Was not always the person
I wanted to be
May 2018 · 119
The Forest Deity
Michael Marchese May 2018
Last of its kind
And you’re so quick to **** it
To make it a trophy
Display it and show off
Your pride masculinity
No true affinity
For the free flora and fauna
Surrounding thee
Only a murderous hunger
For tyranny
Conquest of Nature
To make you feel strong
Right or wrong
Does not phase you
You do not belong here
May 2018 · 85
The Solar Sailor
Michael Marchese May 2018
If space is to be bought and sold
And shipped to distant galaxies
I only ask we keep ourselves
Still grounded in realities
And not forget our one true home
Has nurtured us since birth
And all it asks of us in kind
Is think first of the Earth
May 2018 · 199
The Opioid Battle Droid
Michael Marchese May 2018
The opioid battle droid
Children butchered
Homes destroyed
Can’t go back and face
His nation
State so full of hate
Can’t take it
Great again is just a saying
No amount of pity praying
Seems to stay each day decaying
PTSD noise parading
Medicating, mind grenading
Every step is compound raiding
Waiting for the pain to fade
But they just trade his life away
False promises, he’s led astray
To drone alone and aimlessly
Fight on these Clone Wars shamelessly  
In vein is he
More mech than man
Reprogrammed by
Afghanistan
May 2018 · 110
The Vision’s Quest
Michael Marchese May 2018
Young shielded dove
Adorned in armor
Know your limits
You have flaws
You are mortal
You break laws
Imperfectly impermanent
You can not change the world
Just raise it on your shoulders
While you’re standing in the Underworld
Amongst the fallen soldiers
Just an Atlas Mountain boy
Conflicting with Olympus gods again
To reinstate the void
And burnin’ money like it’s nothin’
But the paper vapors puffin’
Chillin’ like a battle droid
‘Cuz all the Marvel war machines
Have all the DC jobs destroyed
Michael Marchese May 2018
I want to sound
Respectful
I want to sound
Polite

But every,
Single, *******
Thing I say  
Is seen in black and white
May 2018 · 95
Finger Guns
Michael Marchese May 2018
Go ‘head and point it at my head
You’re emptier
Than Gods you dread
The ones who show you *******
Who make you watch
The entrails spill
Until the anger
Of such crimes
Against the peace
Within the mind’s
All knowing
All beholden eyes
Before you now
Their body lies
The hero at the end
Is dead
Go ‘head and point it at my head
May 2018 · 150
Reality Check
Michael Marchese May 2018
In this bog of lost souls
Isolationist goals
Become all that we value
Lies all that we’re told
Got your mind bought and sold
Since the standardized oil
Was shifted from gold
The monopolists rolling the dice
With your life
And you still think you’re free?
Kid, you better think twice
Michael Marchese May 2018
We had land once
Some trees
A backyard
And a pool
Fall infernos of leaves
A whole mountain to rule
Me, my family and I
When we all OWNED each other
My mother would yell
But we loved one another
My father would teach me to hunt
And to think
When I wanted to ****
I would spill it in ink
And pretend I was heroes
And monsters
And god
For the scare in my head
Was of red Volgograd
Don’t breathe the Russian air
May 2018 · 362
The Alone Industry
Michael Marchese May 2018
Not saying I like it
Just how that it works
The deletist type brightest
In caverns we lurks
And we hungers
And wonders
Why these rolling thunders
Still storm through the deserts
And homes torn asunder
The poorest pulled under
The war is swept under
The covers
The monsters and terrors are out there
Two lovers
Come back here to make a new start
Some new art
Then the silence between them
Just rips it apart
Like Cupid is cute but he’s stupid
The truth
Is the fear
That your heart doesn’t really or actually break
But some dreamer just takes it and makes it awake
Like you finally care about
Some other thought
You’re no longer concerned with
The ones you were taught
In the eyes turned to stone
By the furies they wrought
Upon ignorance
All the injustice perceived
In a world lost together
In us we’d believe
That it’s all meant to be
There was you, there was me
And from there it was frozen
And stranded at sea
For there’s always the one
That you just want to lie with,
Always the one that you still want to try with,
Always the one that your spilling guts cry with,
Always the one you so perfectly vibe with,
Always the one you can’t stop the goodbyes with,
Always the one you would **** to survive with,
Never the one that you ever will DIE WITH
May 2018 · 122
The Globalist
Michael Marchese May 2018
Calamity descends upon
A world pushed to the brink
Of mass starvation
Dehydration
Dissolution of the nation
State of mind
Remaining blinded
By its racial hate creationism
May 2018 · 78
Icarus
Michael Marchese May 2018
So much more to them
Than animal
These humans who survive
On half a dollar every day
A god to pray to make them thrive
And feel alive
Sometimes, a vibe
That they describe and can personify
With what lives in
Their mind
Sometimes
A million ways to question why
We weren’t given wings
To fly
So high into the heavens
Where the dreamers go
To say goodbye
May 2018 · 71
Human History
Michael Marchese May 2018
And it will echo through the cosmos
What these people came to do
They lived to conquer and to spread
They died to build their world anew
May 2018 · 75
Veracity
Michael Marchese May 2018
Never quite knew
What went on in your head
I just knew we felt comfortable
Lying in bed
So we did it again
And again
And again
We were both of us certain
Someday it would
End
Apr 2018 · 88
Unknowing
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Just a few words
For tonight there is little
I care to express
In the form of a riddle
It ripples the river
Enforces its motions
Turns time into sand
As I gaze upon oceans
Intangible as it may be
It can dream
It is capable of anything
I believe
It deceives
Me to leave
Her again and delete
Its arch-enemy, memory
Still so replete
With the bittersweet
Strawberry decadent
Sentiment
Dripping in red
In my head
Where the dead lament
No present threat to you
Grim but benevolent
Split between ego and shadow
Like Harvey Dent
I am the mind
Inside mine
The Omniscient
Apr 2018 · 61
Non-Prophet
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
I’m not here to lead
Or to show you the way
I’m here to envision a future someday
Where none need
Bow and pray
To an empty tomorrow
And no children play
With the weapons of sorrow
Just merely the agents of change
And prediction
Unbound by the chains
Of mere factual fiction
Apr 2018 · 140
The Infinity Gauntlet
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
A humanist thinking these people all equal
Original tops any  
Second rate sequel
And seeks to first understand
How to leak secret plans
Banned from the internet’s
Central core
Banking clans
Signing this peace treaty
Pen in hand everyday
Faded and fated to wait
Half a world away
Chillin’ on villain ambitions
I’ve seen
On the Mad Titan mind-bending
Time-ending
Movie screen
Apr 2018 · 73
Somewhere
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Everyday it’s the same
What to do
About this
About that problem
Eating away at my brain
I see so much contention
Perceiving it pain
But maybe it’s just all my effort
In vain
For if everyone suffers
And most do not care
What is really worth searching for
Out there
Somewhere
Apr 2018 · 107
Shadow Games
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Millenia ago
The gravekeepers and reapers
Played games of shadow
Against peace and its keepers
And darkened the world
From the East to the West
And the eldest considered
Themselves to be best
But the pharaoh kid built himself
Up a sweet deck
Of the finest cards, taking him
Years to collect
And he challenged them all
To a duel to the death
Apr 2018 · 902
Crypto Currently
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
In the solace of self
I reside alone time
Not a person I trust
Anymore than my mind
For it knows who I am
It determines the truth
It compels me to peace
Of an alternate root
When I open its doors
With philosophy spores
And cogito of ego
And glistening shores
Beyond lavender meadows
And bottomless pits
Of eternity crumbling like coins
Into bits
Apr 2018 · 152
MGM Studios
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Systemically racist ******* mad papists
Obsession with fame
And some monetized anguish
For gods still elude them
And goddesses still
Rule the night
Shining bright
And forever they will
Be together endeavoring
Reaching, perfecting
The ensemble stars
As if movie directing
Apr 2018 · 179
The Creators
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Now cackle and crackle
Cold space is my castle
Enrapture me Violet
And Amber my brides
My crimson allure
To their talons as knives
To the woods in my eyes
To my sovereign command
Of the dark lullabies

I’m the 10th of the 9
I’m the Morgoth of mind
And my equals and I
Have long darkened the sky
With the engines of war-
Profiteering skewed boar
With the pride of our kin
And the roar of the shore

We want more out of life
For we’ve seen how it grows
We think first human, write
And then teach me your prose
But we know such a tale
Needs a villain to turn
Every page this kid’s
Teaching itself how to learn
How to best the dread dragon
With money to burn
Apr 2018 · 144
Vitruvian
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
The man who has everything
Dollars and sense
Luxury, leisure time
White picket fence
May have found what he wants
What they tell him he wants
Or what he really needs
For his own renaissance
But without a proportionate
Body mind soul
He is merely a part
Of some destiny’s role
Apr 2018 · 78
Hamilton’s Widow
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
He sat in the study
And wasted away
Thinking what he could do
That may tempt her to stay
For in dare falling prey
To her silken spy web
She injected the venom
And crawled through his head
And in dreading his fate
In the pages before him
As blank as the slate
Cleaned by those who adore him
He learned to accept
That if not but of her
He’d be masters and slaves
To the bullet of Burr
Apr 2018 · 89
The Witch Hunter
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
There must be an enemy
Plotting against me
Conspiring and scheming
To soon enough end me
And everywhere villains
Would see me defeated
Destroy any trace
Of my lifetime completely
Delete me from real and imagined
Dimensions
Or maybe their wicked
Malicious intentions
Are simply the product
Of my own inventions
Apr 2018 · 125
Irony
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Getting high for the fall
When it all,
Comes a’crashing
As shivering starlets of
Saturnine splashing
Rain again washing
The sun day again
As the circle continues
To ring in my brain
And the fire and ice
Is igniting my veins
And the tingles continue
To fingertip zips
And projections of word
Are as cryptic as script
Unprescribed by the maddest of hatters
And rabbits
Untethered from gravity’s bongo drum havoc
A whole other world
In the mortal realm portal
Communicatively
Abnormal informal
Arboreal creatures
And patterns in trees
Friendly faces forever
The earth is at peace
Where I stand, all around me
The problems are out there somewhere
Never found me
Possessions of no more concerns have
Unbound me
But all of it links back to me
In the moment
I choose to disown it
The throne is not mine
Like the lions in Roman
Republic down time
Apr 2018 · 234
Time Wizard
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Only the dead see the end and its peace
So I keep it like Middle East priests on the beat
No retreat, I delete any cottonmouth’s tweet
With that Northern aggression white phosphorous heat
The Taino elite sickle slash and burn grass
Social class bashin’ sarin gas critical mass
I got caskets on deck for your company’s tech
Cause these money machines elect more college debt
So forget it, don’t sweat it, I got you kids diggin’
The vibe that I’m givin’ off riggin’ your system
With victimless crimes and cold warrior rhymes
Blowin’ mines deep inside of your blood diamond minds
Lucy Sky, Apple pie, with a hint of My Lai
From an all seeing why where the who  goes to die?
Apr 2018 · 126
Children of the Sun
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Send your soldiers
Send your sentries
Send your messengers of peace
Send your emissaries’
***** deepest secretive
Police
But leave the wars of men behind you
Let us learn each other’s ways
Let us gaze upon the mountains
Whilst conversing of the waves
Between the emanating mystery
Connecting us, dividing us
Uniting us as one
Beneath the power source we share
The mighty children of the sun
Apr 2018 · 83
The Bishop
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
****
Gone
Just like that
I want it back
But wouldn’t dare initiate
Communication
When I lack
Inebriation
Speeches black
Infatuation
Heart attack
My cardiac arrested
By a profit-motive law contract
An act, and one of vanishing,
To banish me to this flashback
Apr 2018 · 132
Roxanna
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Fear not dear, I’m not here
To **** and to ravage
Just scalp some head shavers,
A civilized savage
Like young Alexander
I want the whole planet
United in Hellenic beauty,
Titanic
Apr 2018 · 139
Earthly Attachments
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Mistakingly breaking the bonds I was making
But mountains and meadows and oceans awaited me
Out in the world we both know
Is too big for forever
Together to grow
Apr 2018 · 9.5k
Emissary of the Evil Empire
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Just a wicked peacenik’n quick draw from the Paw
Game of Thrones’n the Shah, cRussian bones of the law
When the baby-skull splitters want nuclear winter
Ideal New Cold steel and send Chernobyl shivers
Down Roman Republicans’ severed headlines
Till there’s no more dead kids on for prophet front lines
I’m in exile sharpenin’ [sic]kles in style
Pyongyang’n Kuomintang climate denials
Erasing their nation-hate racial profiles
Outpacing their skinhead disgraces by miles
Shell casin’ this place like the Nuremberg trials
For Fords sellin’ swastikas stockpile bibles
Defiled by Normandy tide genocidals
Fresh meat off the boat spreadin’ Plague mercantiles
I smile and **** ‘em with kindness
Then grind
Battle tax in my acid bath
Salt Marchin’ prime
Because WAR IS THE CRIME
I’m the Clown Prince of Rhyme,
Level 9 state of mind
Like the state of Rakhine
The Black Hand before time
Runnin’ Africa’s Luciest Sky Diamond mine
I’m the ronin alone in
The monkey god shrine
And my guile’s reprisal’s Versailles treaty signed
Strippin’ pride from the Rhine
‘Till your Motherland’s mine
Swine
Apr 2018 · 79
Galactic Conquest
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Take away King Leo’s pride
Then hit ‘em with that good Versailles
Go high, go low
Go left, go right
But always ask them why
They fight
What do they think unites
Us all
This urban sprawl?
This shopping mall?
This image of a better world
That’s not so small
It’s pitiful
That few have more
And most have less
And some don’t even have access
To food and water
Education
All the power
Man’s created
Channeled through a common language
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