I need only imagine her here
And she’s here
The bare bodies infusing
Her breath in my ear
An enticing, seductive
Exhale of expressing
The passion we feel
In releasing distressing
Concerns, we discern
One another’s intentions
Innocuous, mischievous
Flag-burning discontents
Freeing themselves
From the world
Abolitionists

Hero in
My own crusade
Delusion
Egoist charade
A cognitively
Dissonance’s
Madness
Is my serenade
And music to my ears
The fear of failure
I won’t live to see
Now spreading rapidly
Beneath the surface
Cut it out of me

Want to see
How the filthy rich live
Before I
Should become one
Myself
Rather die
Than comply
With the status quo notion
Of progress
Achieved
Only set in slow motion
And masses aggrieved
When appeasement has failed
And the stimulus spent
When the city upscaled
Can’t afford to pay rent
When the gentry
Carte Blanche
Becomes staunchly imposed
On the food insecure
Still ensuring their homes
Built atop the displaced
The eviction note’s
Victimless crime
Is eraced

Already in us
The lifespan
Diminished
Dominion
Of domino theorists
Unfinished
With business abroad
And the world market
Over
Still pumping
And dumping
Their waste
Down our throat holes
And goes into veins
A cocktail
Of their chokeholds
And cold
As the pulse grows
More soullessly
Blood flows
The poisoned
Polluted
Precluded
Provision
Nutrition
Omission
Produces
Submission
And we are but lab rats
Experiments
Testing
Their chemical
Compounds
Of boundless
Ingesting

Move swiftly beyond you
Within you
Without
No idea what I’m doing
Or talking about
Probably look like a maniac
Flailing around
Think aloud
In a shroud
Of stentorian sound
To the pounding of drums
And the shrieking of strings
To the tweaking of twangs
Comes the spreading of wings
Sing a symphony
Harmlessly
Charm passerby
I exalt the high heavens
And earth deify
Still accepting she’s gone
But can’t comprehend why
Like the rest of this life
It goes on
Out of sight
And preserving its remnants
The reason I write

Not expectant,
Dependent,
Nor think she can mend this
Dysfunction
Defunct
Beating hunk of junk
Heart
She’s not looking for love
But still jumpstarts its parts,
Its ignition
Conditioned
To running on E
And then pumps it with
Once upon
Sincerity
Real with me,
Not a dream,
Not a fantasy
Fallacy
Balancing my
At war peace
Of mentality

When I still use my brain
Find the waves
At the source of it
Radiates
Respirates
Shapes
The discourse of it
Takes
Its exalted,
Alt-ego
Display
And devises
More challenging roles
To portray
More urgent
Admonishment
To beware speech  
Is remembered
But renders
The colors to bleach
So it’s not what I teach
No the words
Must be written
And through divine muses
Bring you to me
Smitten

Grow up in a swamp
Dampen spirited
Sinking
There’s no coming back
No escape
From rethinking
This home
We are rooted to
Stone’s throw
From who we knew
Soon to submerge
In the dismal
Mundanity’s
Tireless dirge
May it serve
Unrelenting
From Quaker to Cat,
Like the memories’
Nemeses
Harken us back
To catharsis
In darkness’s
Walk through the woods
The reclaiming,
The changing
Of old neighborhoods
But to leave it behind
In the mired
Decline
Is impossible
Lest you
Return
Time to time

It’s there when I need It
To forge into steel
The impervious tumult
Exultant I feel  
From the bowels of misery
Dregs of despair
From oblivion’s shadow self
Shrieking nightmare
Indomitable nature
Contained in the shred
Then extreme pressure
Pounds it
To unbridled dread
And impending doom
Drums
Like the thunderbolt
Stuns
And for powers that be
Or kids playing with guns
It becomes what awakens
And reaps ever-sleep
And for overlords weeping
Their demons as deep
It shall keep vivifying,
Reviving,
Igniting
Expressing itself
Like the muses alighting
And then
The crescendo,
The denouement drops
And forever the flow
Of its force never stops
Breaking down
The eternal fear’s
Molten blade mold
And it sharpens its bite
On god killers of old
Now embolden the brush
And the pen
And the mic
Then profess its soul stainless
Unto the last night

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

When did I become
But a shadow to you
But a faint recollection
Of all we’ve been through
Barely anything left
Worth redeeming us now,
Of love, all but bereft
I just can’t fathom how
We could come to this
Bottomless,
Cyclically toxic
Exhaustion
The falling out
Fault lines
Increasingly often
Can’t soften the blow
When it has to be said
Can’t keep feigning alive
When inside
We are dead
And what we can’t control
Tears apart
At the seams
What a future together
Had woven in dreams
Will eternally haunt me
Again, how I fail
So abjectly,
Completely
To build it to scale
What I feel,
What I know exists
Boundless for her
When it keeps on collapsing
In what we once were
Plain and simply
Companions
With more time to spare
But what looms in the distance
Discordant despair

Out of touch,
Out of tune,
Out of step with the times
Yet among a bit younger
Still often reminds
Me respect
Is upbringing
Integrity walks
And when court is in session
The leadership talks
Orchestrates the defense
Sets the pace of attack
And with sportsmanship
Runs any losses right back

Occupy my time
With the grind
Don’t want it for the fortune
Nor the fame
I would decline
No notoriety
Accompanies
Such thankless
Entry level
New positions for myself
Within the status updates
Revel
See for me
It all comes down to
What corroborates my class
That education
Means you make it
Means you fake it
Till it lasts

Obsess over stressing less
Under duress
Like necrosis relentlessly
Rotting my flesh
When appearances
Have to impress
And express
The exact opposite
Of the unhappiness
Ugliness
Beast within
An abomination
Imperfection abounds
On his blemishing skin
Seldom seen
But still beauty  
Bemoans self-esteem
Low beholding
Its movie’s
Illusory dream

How I loved to enlighten you
In darkness frighten you
Dowse you in torrential rain
Then ignite with you
Write you
Incite
Revolutions abroad
And in first rows of your film premieres
I’d applaud
And play god with you
Meting out justice upon
Persecutors who challenge our place
On the lawn
Like an infant fawn stumble
On best words to say
But with confidence conjure
The ones to convey
All too late what I feel for you
Accurate mark
A precision that only results
Far apart

The only gift sweeter than ***
Is knowledge
The only force more powerful than love
Is wisdom
I offer them equally, but reserve them completely
For without them, my enemies, surely
Defeat me

Watch it move past us
Contained in decay
Everyday becomes wistfully
Wither away
And though hardly the first
To see living as dying
I think I equate it
More often in writing
Where I can trace aging
To futures predicting
That if I do find
Reason for my existing
I found what I needed
And claimed my desire
Composed of what leads me
In peace
To expire

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

Like a virus
Just uploaded  
Human nature
Soon outmoded
Superannuated
Use
What purpose I have now
Obtuse
A recluse
More machine
Than man
The latest tech
Within my hand
Yet still don’t understand
The changes
What my role
In climate
Change is
Only my directive
Senses
What the coding
Fails to mention

There without fail
Far from perfectly matched
Nor entirely opposites
We still attract
And attached to her side
Like a shadow
Confide
In her deepest compassion
Embraces I hide
Like a lost little boy
Can return to his cave
To confront any foes for her
Stoic and brave
A tranquility
I haven’t felt
Since the grave
Became my adoration
My withering rose
My decaying eternally
Life-giving prose
Goes to show
I was waiting
What felt
Out of time
Now she occupies
All of it
Masters my mind
And without even trying
Commands me to write it
To gift it to her
And request I recite it

Clicking send over
And over
Again
Application submission
Position
Depends
On how much
Inexperience
They can accept
From an overly
Educated
Kid inept
In the middle class cubicle
Circle of hell
Or I guess purgatory
Awaiting its knell

It’s rare
This breed
Of anti-social,
Cloaked in daggers
Draped in woeful
School begets the brain
But play
Recalibrates the mind
Array
Mine just the price
Is right
To sum
Keep searching for the one
My sun
Keep building,
Keep advancing
Aims
Keep reinforcing
Thesis claims
We came,
We saw,
We conquered
Earth
For better
And far even
Worse
A legacy
Of codices
Of cities
Built
On legalese
The eagle frees
And handcuff keys
And gleams its greed
Like shining seas

Guess I missed my meat today
Still satiate
My need to slay
Shade-casting
For my ego play
With ruffled feathers
On display
The never nether
Worldlier
Than isolationist
Dissent
Lament my oldest friend
Adorns
Me in cocoons of decadent
Ecstatic status
Boost caffeine
The fiend,
The dream,
Anthropocene

Plague pervades
In your trans mission  
Whole world burns
In my ignition
****** crows
Have unbecoming
Portents of
A malice mumbling
Numbing
Death is sweeter whence
The senses drenched
In effulgence
Where victory still stains my blade
In history’s
Enslavement trade
And bade the vanquished
Anecdotal
Frozen shadows
Of Chernobyl
Therein lies
Perfection’s ruin
Too much idealizing
Human
Idolizing idle tyrants
Prone to thrones
Imposing violence
Silent in the face
Of doom
I am the sickle’s sonic boom
This is my voice of treason’s
Tomb

What hath wickedness wrought
Scared to have a real thought
For submissively
Venerate
Sorrow
Do I
And permissively
Wait
On tomorrow
To die
In the mind
Resides peace
But unrest never sleeps
And if food for thought feeds the brain
Mine overeats,
It devours
Digests
And expels
The excess
In some monstrously
*******
Ego-death  
Mess
And repressing
Ensuing
Onslaughts of forlorn
Is my fear
That from one
Into many
I’m torn

Insist on your entitled status
Updates
Then extinguish the Kindle
Of past Tinder dates
Like a dwindling flame
In a deluge of privilege
You claim to bring change
But to it are indifferent
You act like baboons, like buffoons
Like cartoons
And you voice your opinion
With choice auto-tunes
As you swoon for inane
Superficial expression
Emoticon drones
Of real feeling repression
Attention you give
Is a transient cringe
A few seconds of Vines
And a Youtube clip binge
Your maturity, surely, can stand to improve
Think you have all the answers
And rudely conclude
That of vibes and of mood
Only good you exude
But they're not worth their weight
In your Instagram food
For the idols
You idly prattle about
Flaunting others successes
As you are without
Any merits to tout,
Any anthems to shout,
All you stand for is force-fed
To spew from your mouth
Your identity forfeit
To sociopathic
Hack-tactic blackmailers
Still tracking your packages
Facts
Do not phase you
Concerned only with
How many hit like
On your profile pic
And where next you can score
One more hit it and quit it
Admit it, you kids
Just don't know how to live it

Wish you would come
Back to bed
But I know
Had it stayed in my head
I’d be out in the snow
And we’d only grow further
Apart
In distrust
And we’d let our bones fade
By themselves
Into dust
So I only intend
To prevent bitter ends
For what’s merely temptation
Could never suspend
The impending
Foreboding
Without you
Portends

Awaiting my guests to arrive
And inspect
This community
I can not help
But reject
Any customs,
Traditions
So-calling it culture
Just circling above
For next meals
Like a vulture
So hopefully they
Can acknowledge dismay
And disdain
That I can't hide away
Nor refrain
From deriving detesting
This place, denigrating
With subtle sarcasms
And unfettered hating
This nation
Needs nothing
From me
Can't they see
Their posterity
Not worth the time
Or money
To assist and to aid
And to tame
All in vain
They will never change
Archaic ways
Are ingrained
And to train them to choose
Monkey see
Monkey do
And to privatize,
Purchase,
Invest
And consume
Is really in fact
The last thing
This world needs
Just a hundred plus million
More mouths
It can't feed

Not just a fantasy
This time she’s real
And for once I don’t struggle
To feel how I feel
To reveal to her
All of my intimate
Darkness
Foreboding
Corroding my carcass
No more
She is coding
The mode of my mood
To conclude
Its exhuming
For good
Lay my demons to rest
In her soothing
Serenity
Melody
Sweet as sincerity
Piecing the fragments
Of dismembered memory
Back to reform
To adorn me in solace
Yet still not quite certain
In love
She would call this

Just tallies
On a census
Still consenting
To a senseless
Lack of conscience
Still ensconced in
An archaic
Hyper tension
Knocking on the door
Extorted
Public swayed
To go to war
And on display
The Desert Storming
Makes conforming
Dying for
The worthy cause
Of their enrichment
Your enlistment,
Your expense
And yet
This peaceful
Demonstration
Is their right
To self-defense

Still never underestimate the peasantry
The plenary
Pie in the sky
Deified
Penitentiary
Since humans are
Simplest of
A life’s forms
Only one
Lives for more
Than existence’s
Norms

Must be something
About me
Appealing
Revealing
As much as I can
Only yields
More concealing
I’ve got it together
Make money,
Enough
And I’m not the worst looking guy
Life is just rough
If you catch a few peeking
Intuit their thoughts,
Even one in a million
Crack smiles I’ve caught
But as soon as it hits me
I’ve already passed,
And it’s back alone
Back to
What’s under the mask

And then I’m without her
The nights all about her
And for
Never could
In sincerity
Doubt her
Just write that I found her,
Somehow still astound her
She whirls in my world
Revolution to crown her
Revolving perpetually
All around her
As down as I get with it
In disarray
She’s the order I take
To keep chaos at bay
And in grim disposition
Illuminates gloom
When I ruminate life
Like an unfulfilled tomb
A foresight panoramic
Enamors my manic
My thoughts of her
Peace
On a beach
In a hammock
A breeze
Overseas
Through some kind of connection
The next step along
My pursuit of progression

He stomps around
In funny shoes
Maniacal tumults
Bemuse
Presuming his
Illusion’s
Charming
Alter-egos
Not self-harming
Nor alarming
His appearance
Law and order
No adherence
To the standard
Hold your tongue
The venom rhetorician’s
Gun
And still he wields the blade
At play
And shields his pain
So far away
From any castles
Long relinquished
Flames of war
Now long extinguished
Over all extinction
Reigns
Yet microcosmically
Campaigns
To win the favor
Of the haves,
The have-nots
And thee
Anti-class
And still makes time
To show the people
Rags to riches’
Glitchin’ eagle
Free to automate his nation’s
Technological contagion
Watch it promulgate the spaces
Thought once safe  
From other races
Then lay waste
To opposition
Let them live
On one condition
Kingdoms, queens
Must be the means
To mass produce
The God machines

Now run the polemics
The rigged
Oil derricks
The towers you build
On the backs of the peasants
The offices brimming with
Cushy class clerics
The barracks
The ballots
The bastions
The bills
And the overprescribed
Overkilling us
Pills
Overfilling our plates
With dysmorphic
Ideals
Underserving
Community meals
You conceal
Generations of trauma
Decades of decay
For a gilded age
Golden gate
Ethno-state’s
Grave

No, I wasn't there suffering
Whip cracks
And axes
Or clashes with fascism's
Poisonous gasses
I didn't pay taxes
Imposed upon masses
Or stash my trash cash
Beneath cardboard box mattresses
Sleeping in heaps
Of the stock market's crashes
I've never known hunger
Or Dust Bowl thirst-glasses
I've never been lower
Than lower class rations

I just cut my losses
My checks, balance bills
And of rights
Mine are human
From birth
To the ****
So I feel
The injustice
Disgust and distrust
Of the ones who still toil
In history's rust
And to those who still spoil
Themselves in its lust
I admonish
Will ever by hammers be crushed

Who really knows, and who can swear,
How Creation came, when or where!
Even god’s cane after Creation’s day,
Who really knows, can truly say
When and how did Creation start?
Did he do it? Or did he not?
Only he, up there, knows, maybe;
Or perhaps, not even He

Shards of a shimmering
Sanity
Slither
The rain,
Forest flame,
Mortal-stained
Rivers wither
And little known
Little me’s
Watery grave
Seems a long way away
In some newfound malaise
Where the waves
Undulate
Even out
Across land
And alone in its
Thralldom
I stand but a man

Pop the question
Say I do
Now I own the best of you
The rest of you will have to wait
Until the trials separate
Us both from first impressions
History lessons
And no way to consummate
A life spent married to possessions
Of the state’s repressed expressions

Home was never quite enough
I felt the urge to venture far
Go get lost in a bazaar
And then collapse into oblivion
Just like a dying star

No home was never quite enough
I barely knew my shadow father
Love my mother and his daughter
More than every life itself
Could sooner be
Sheep to the slaughter

Home was never quite enough
No resting place could lull me in
Like the azure allure amphibian
Seductress songs
Could dull my grin

This home was never quite enough
There had to be totality
And end to this banality
In finding misses pieces out there
Scattered in depravity

My home was never quite enough
Eventually disowned
Only concluding overthrown
The global power order forces
Ever etched upon my stone

No home was never quite enough
And even now it yearns me back
How many times have I begun to pack
Retracted in reluctance
Fear facades replace
My foreign mask

For home was never quite enough
The elsewhere still awaited
As the years go by it sated
Wanderlust within
A gust of sin
And swept me on
Outdated

Home was never quite enough
An overstatement of unwelcome  
Overstay-stained cerebellum
Sooner seemed a silent specter
Often gone
But present, seldom

Not enough
Of the world
Seems to know
Who I am
And admittedly I
Do not know
Where I stand
When sometimes
As I make my way
Out of the door
I can not help but question
Whatever so for
Do I move but a muscle
Lift even a finger
And in contemplation
Let idle thoughts linger
Just like in the Devil's
Workshop
Where I stop
On occasion
To tinker the clock
Ticking down
Further down
To the depths where I drown
In the frigid finality's
Hole in the ground
Ever has it been my
Extrication from this
My escape from this place
My eternal death wish
And I'd sooner grant it
For myself
But I fear
Such a yearning to end
Will someday disappear
When I find
What it is
I am meant to discover
In this life,
The next,
Or the arms of a lover

No other way
To emphasize
I never asked
To be alive
But now that I’m
Beside you
Strive
To feel you are
The reason why
When at the end of love  
Retakes me
Only yours
Rejuvenates me
Makes me a holistic
Man
Still waits for me
To understand
Awakens some inherent
Calm
Before my storm of longing
Song
For ever long
I’ve serenaded
Visions of
A love
Not faded
Plain and simple
True, sincere
Heartaches
And breaks
When you’re not here
And when I fear you
Losing faith
My hope becomes
A restless wraith

What secrets lie deeper
Than sleeping abysses
Than tombs of Ulysses
Or fixed moon-eclipses
Of frequencies seeping
Like squeaky transmissions
Then frequently keeping
Timeless prejudices
Like credence’s ignorance
Bliss crucifixes
And Uighur believerless
Prison submissions
Than reaping,
Heat-seeking,
Drone missiles
Peace-weeping
Crone mothers
Of martyrs
Whose weakness is meek
Wikileak
Double-speak
Delete button deceit
Pressing prescient unrest
From the jaws of the defeat
In its seething,
Bereaving
Surfeit of aggrieving
The victims
Of systems
Resistant to change
Still insisting the rest
Of the chess-pieces
Play
In its zero-sum,
Urban slum,
Loaded gun
Game
Disengage
Them from business of war
For monopoly,
Peremptory
Is its claim
To displaced, defaced property
Sold to the grave
To the slave master’s tract
Of false facts
And half-truths
Like removal axe
Chopping down
Forbidden fruits
As in rueful despair
Helplessness
I prepare
For the end of a world
No incentive to care
That I still seem to bare
Upon shoulders
A flare
With the sun-burning heights
Pushing boulders
Up there
To upon the landholders
Below
Let it go
To at least
Level fields
And let stakeholders know
I have something to show
For this perilous,
Pitiless
Peregrination
A fool’s errand,
Grandeur trip
Globalization

Think of a way
Of restating
The obvious
More captivating
The awe-stricken
Audience
With a more personal,
Visceral
Form
From a gloom-ridden,
Tomb-bidden
Womb it is born
And exhuming its
Daily death wish
Is a chore
Willfully I oblige
To provide you with more

What maidens appear in my dreams
Do I fabricate
Faces unseen before dissipate at
An alarming rate
Soon as my eyes open wide
And remind
Me why I
Do no longer see those
Of my past lives’ disguise

Crescendos of overloads
Water my brain
And I’m down the same drain
In a whole different way
Grew apart
Closing in
All my memories spin
And within a prismatic
Class bubble
Chagrin
Is my gleeful indifference
Immersed
In mesmeric
Existence
Misshapen
Hallucinogenic
Mistaken so often
For misaligned
Misery
Maladaptations
To malcontent
Miserly
Still none the wiser
To omni-dimensions
Still so much to see
Is believing
Suspensions

Let me run rampant
Across your enchantment
And lambent illumine
Your gloom catacombs
For I lurk
Go berserk
In accursed
Mirth manic
And contradict gods
Just to feel
More titanic
Volcanic at times
So inclined to destroy
Overruled,
Undermined
By these rhymes I enjoy
Thunder mind
Does not rest
Until bolts in the brain
Can explain
What I claim
In a more cryptic way

We say we don't want it
Don't covet it,
Lust for it
Wish upon stars
For a chance to discover it
But, I feel safe
In presuming
You do
At least once a daydream
If it were to come true
How they'd look on you with
Admiration and awe
Adulation to make
Imperfectionist flaw
Would be nice, and quite right
About time
Overdue
To shine bright in a spotlight
Persona eclipsed
Amidst fortune and fame's
Tenebrous ego tryst

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