Altering actions,
Projections,
Directions
Trajectories take
To deliver their lessons
Impose inquisition
Through force
And charisma
Convince you to
Lie, cheat and steal
An enigma
Required
To masterfully wield
The exertion of pressure
Agendas fulfilled
But it doesn’t take geniuses
For me to be
In control of the outcomes
Unanimously

Either you’re broken
Or broken right open
So let go
Of no stone unturned
Goes unspoken
And throw yourself
So unreservedly
Into
The passions
You bask in
To mask
What you’ve been through
We all do
Go onward
And reap what we sow
We all weep
In the withering wastelands
Of woe
With the infinite void
Of our sorrows
In tow
High and low
All the while
Stay searching,
Resisting
The often alluring
Submission
Insisting
We offer ourselves
To the last
Sweet escape
And instead
In the interim
Content create

Sometimes
When I’m reading through
Old history
Messages that I sent to you
I can’t believe
That you’d ever amuse,
Humor me
In my lunacy
Barely coherent
On tangents
I’m off again
Just to sound smart,
Win your heart
And be off again
On some unyielding
Crusade to make sense of you
Next to
The rest of the world
And all I could do
With or without you
Within it
Provide for you
Constant adventure’s
Amenity
Pleasantry,
Wisdom
And insight
I felt
Kept you next to me
When anywhere
Else but my side
Would be
What I think would be best
For the you
And the me

Throw away forever
In favor of eternal
Lay to rest
The mortal soul
In deathless pages
Of this journal
Join me now
In disembarking
From compassion’s hesitance
Your empathy is not a weakness
But a conduit to this
Commiseration
Correlation
Know you feel me
Just afraid
To ever deign
To stand before me
And confess you feel the same

Late
When I think of you
Solely
In writing
And solemn
Reflect on what
Causes us fighting
Goodnight
After night
Against odds
We prevail
Against God’s
Predetermined
We’re destined
To fail

If each one was a masterpiece
Maybe they’d remedy
My lack of lover
And others would envy me
But this inherent
Connection to writing
Is not some poetic
Endeavor I’m trying
To dominate,
Propagate
Sell out and leave
To the plagiarists to
Pretend they
Can conceive

Acknowledge
Confront it
Then bare its hide
Vanquished
Showcase
Its disgrace
And deliver its anguish
Unto
Any would be
Assailants
Make safe
Its estate
With a state
Of surveillance
Invest in its fear
Appears deep
Insincere
And then watch as
Its dissidents  
All disappear
By enabling
Its boastful,
Accomplished
Facade
Like the dread of death
Feels itself
Closer to God

That’s what I call it
Alone
Through the night
When sedation
Persuasions
Still fail me
Despite
What I write
Weary eyes
Concentrate
On the page
How to lay it to rest
From the rest
Disengage
From this cage
Of fixation
Obsession
Incessant
Clock ticks
In the midst
Of my listless
Depressant

Is it just me
Or have things gotten better?
Returning to site
And they're friendly as never
Before have they treated me
With such respect
I find even most children
No longer reject
My innocuous presence
And patience it seems
To be even expressed
By erstwhile relentless
Antagonists testing
My patience each day
Prior to this surprise
Pleasant as it may be
I still can not surmise
If they finally welcome me,
One of the people
And learned to accept me
As different
But equal

We try to sound
Profound
As we
Expatiate
Not meaning to
Pontificate
Philosophies
We contemplate
More often end up
Platitudes
Convictions we assert
Assured
Of righteousness
And rectitude  
Conflating faith with certitude
In provenances
We conclude
Consensus from the misconceptions
Answers to subsume
The questions
Even if the faintest doubt
Still lingers on each word
Of mouth
And furtively betrays
Ideals
As easily
As Death reveals
Itself to all of those in time
Who claimed in life
Divine design
More absolute than its unmaking
Predicating
Their awaiting
Finitely
To resurrection
On hypotheses
Of heaven
Fallible
Incredible
Intangible
Untenable
But nonetheless
Congenital
Is man in all his arrogance’s
Gods upon a pedestal

And yet
All we take
To the grave
Is most worthless
No plight
Or birthright
Form of life
Could deserve this
Competitive nature
Default to temptation
This cutting edge
Fully fledged
War of creation

In these pages
I’ll awaken
What the world
Has long forsaken
I will mourn the loss
Of nature
In these pages
I’ll engrave it
I will tell her that I love her
Bear my soul
For all to share
And I will cover
In these pages
Reasons readers
Should beware
Of when too long
Bereft of pages
To engage in
My catharsis
I become instead
The words
Never preserved
Except in darkness

I’ve wandered more wastelands
Than care to admit
For to her
Omnipresence
I couldn’t commit
Just submit
To mirages
A hajj
Without faith
In messianic
Guidance
I can’t imitate
Like a wraith
Neither living
Nor dead
I remain
But a remnant
A mendicant
Staking his claim

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

What haven't I added yet
To my collection
What shapes have I not taken
Form of a question?
Incarnate my presence
Needs none to acknowledge
And far from the world
And its wars
I seek solace
To soldier along
To a song of disharmony
Weapons continue to prosper
Disarming me
Warming the globe
To a strobe-litter grave
That my cosmic illogical
Alien probe
Does not know
How to save
Droves of people
Enslaved
Driven on to
A critical
Mass-approach grave
Such a craving to sate
For what we automate
To replace us, supplant
And depose
So it goes
And what grows
From the dust
And the ashes
Disowns
Any trace of us lost to
The space in between
What is you?
What is me?
What is life?
But a dream

They call me Tyrant
The gypsy warlock
I’m a poetry raven
Tick tocking the debt clock
An equinox battle ox
Socialist loner
A criminal guru
A Holy Ghost stoner
An ironclad nightshade
The wind in the trees
A stoic centurion
Freedom disease
A pondering star
A bazaaro safari
A strategy master
An ancient Atari
A Godzilla movie
The wall on the fly
I’m a riot on acid
A really fungi

I am Jupiter storms
Unabounded by time
Raging on
And eons
Can not hope to confine me
To unstable matter
And mass
Rearranging
My molecules morphing
To liquefied jewels
And my surface
A canvas
Of unrefined fuels
Like an abstract mosaic
Of swirling
Unfurling
Tempests of archaic
As constellations
And the ages I've waited
And slumbered and spun
Into memories
Faded
And taken the names of your gods
As my payment
Inflating my ego's
Mesmeric rotations

So quick to claim hearts
Of Europa's amidst
My seductive, enchanting
Illusory bliss
Venture into my centrifuge
Fumy abyss
I have pressed up my lips
Of a frigid, wet steel
And then sealed
With a kiss
What ‘nary
A planetary
Can resist

And as she revolves
Around me
And gives life
Io dances about me,
Callisto my wife
Ganymede my seed
And the rest of my progeny breed
Future needs
What the Earthlings will need
To make up for their greed
All will see
Look to me
In my enormity
As my reservoirs
Fill them
With infinity

I sensed a disturbance
I haven’t felt since
We were younger
But she
Was the same
Seductress
And though welcome advances,
Enchantments,
Romance me
I can’t entrust her
Conjecture  
All I’ve heard
But she’s cute
And she’s cool
When my vision is blurred
And my speeches are slurred
I would guess or assume
I was blacked out before
The mushrooms
We consumed

I am
Inside the mind
Death do us Valentine
No more words left
To expressively
Redefine
Guided like
Heat-seeking
Mischievous
Myth
To the nuclear winter
Sea depths
I adrift
When the one I am with
Can’t commune with me
Frequent
And not even shadows
Malinger
To speak with
My Ill-fated omen,
Portentous
Lament
My immense
Commence writing
The next
Common Sense

They come out of nowhere
To find their next meal
From indigenous creatures
The sustenance, steal
Until they who are thriving
Off Earth's degradation
Leave leveled and fell
The native vegetation
And generations
Subsequently
Succumb
To the drumming of war
Over scrap-scrounging slum
For a chance to get some
Of what's needed to breed
Or be out-competed
And never plant seed
In the soil, eroded
Corroded foreboding
Anomalous storm-surging skies
Like an omen
Sent to undo
The mistakes
To erase this invasive
Humanity race

Just leave me some other
Lifeline
In decline
I don’t care about money
Just keeping what’s mine
Since I know that I earned it,
I burned it
And spurned it
Rejected inheritance
Merits
And turned it
All into
A big
Ashen pile
Of cash
And then patched it all up
When I needed it back

See not the messages
Lying asunder
Go not to temptation
To beckon my blunder
For under the surface
Observance
Is clear
And my cryptic
Ellipsis
A sickness to fear
But appears
An abstraction
Attraction’s
Blurred vision
And fades
From the page
Like a razed composition
Conveying the grave
Like a bladed
Incision
Still spilling its villainy
Victimization
Of poor little me’s
Permanent
Paid vacation
Upon what is free
Just a fee to exist
And then not just deceased
We will cease to be missed
Like a vanishing wish
Dissipates in the mist
Like a widow
Divorced from reality’s
Kiss

I see you still
Right?
As I sit here
And write
Mirror images of
Can I kiss you?
Goodnight

I call upon their harmony
They honor me with artistry
The pupils of Apollo's
Lyre resonant inside of me
Calliope adventurous,
Intrepid in her recklessness
Emboldening my will to lead
The unenlightened on this quest
Through Clio's scrolls of history
My oracle clairvoyant
She has graced me with the vision
Of the future sky chatoyant
And a buoyant sea of Euterpe
All floating through the lyricist
That synchronizes all of this
Into a metamorphosis
Evolving as Erato's love
A heart as soft as silk
A dove, tabula rasa thirsting for
The Mother Gaea's milk
To rise from Melpomene
Masks of tragic flaws of Icarus
For I divine the comedies
Thalia simply can't resist
Polyhymnia, Terpsichore
My rarest of expressions
Still reveal themselves in forms
Of spirit guide possessions
When Urania in cosmic bliss
Transports me to the stars
Reborn again to join them
As Mnemosyne's memoirs

How do we retain
The immortal decay
The immoral array
Of the weapons of men
Who were molded from clay

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

Since when did the weekend
Become such a drag
Through the mud-sodden,
Down-trodden
Lack of hashtag
Merely lagging behind
The industrialized
Celebration of making it
More civilized
Advertised for the rest
To behold such success
And to flaunt its extravagance
Fanciest dress
To get messed up in public
With no consequences
Except apprehended's
Outlandish expenses
Now palisade fences
Like barricades render me
Stultified, dead inside
Life I pretend to be
Life of the party no more,
Who is that?
Former specter of my
Sordid, unsorted past
Which I long to remember
Its tenderest moments
The days I could actually love
Earnest romance
Seem now altogether
As severed from my
Memory as forever
Awaits me to die

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

But who can see the lies
Or the past
Or the sadness
What reason to be
If it all becomes
Madness
We’ve had this
Condition
To impulse repress
To reject
What no logic
Could ever express
And we deem ourselves
Dignified,
Justified,
Civilized,
Chosen
Audacious,
Complacent
Cesspool
We arose in
Just goes to show
There is no meaning
To us
No financial solution
Equates more than dust
No good deed
Goes unpunished
Just unrecognized
Nor esteemed institution
Can subjugate time
No decision
Brainchild
Conceiving
The mind
Nor command of my heart
Unto practical reins
Given over to lay with
Emotionless chains
Unexplained
Still remains
And unanswered
Abounds
And I still reclaim
All of
Philosophy’s
Crowns

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...

What nobody else sees
Or can know about me
I divulge to the shadows
Unreservedly
An unvarnished self-portrait
Devoid of redactions
An honest account
Of my crooked transactions
A pact with the demons
To spare me from their
Maledictive libations
And impish fanfare
That befall me
Involuntary
When I try
To ask god why we die
And receive no reply
Only silence do I
Spy with my little eye
When I lie awake
Counting the ghosts
I descry

Here I stand as Sauron's bane
Within the chasm doom
I fear the darkness of my prize
Could rival Angmar's tomb
As his master's malice echoes
Tongues of ages past
Drowning out Lord Elrond's cries
Into the fires cast!

Yet could its will so dominate
This Middle-Earth now bade
Free from ruin I hath smote
With but a stroke of Narsil's blade
Perhaps a tool so powerful
Could I now use to lead
Should come the Men of Numenor's
Utmost end of need

Now in my fingers as it turns
My grayest thoughts to gold  
I shan't release it from my grasp
For it is mine to hold
Yes it came to me, my own
A gift meant for a king
I must possess the qualities
Of this most precious ring

And she’s not
Coming back
Dreadful fact,
Drop the act
Your just mirror and smoking
The unspoken pact
Perhaps it
Could have lasted
And withered away
Still at least in the sight of her
Aging and gray
Waste away with me,
Lay with me,
Bask here all day with me
I ran astray
You were my
Scared of death delay
One greater reason
To actually care
To despair less in knowing
I’m all too aware
It was barely a blink
In the lifespan of time
It was scarcely-resourcing
Discourses
Of mind
And yet mine is here wondering
Onward into
Was it me who so tragically
Failed to love you

Recklessly decadent self-indulgence
Spent a small fortune
With nothing to show for it
Lusting in lonely nights
Take me away from this
Take all my money
And in return
Offer ***
Next to her lying
In some kind of drunken blur
Slurring my words
Of subconscious
Inside of her
Sating the craving
How long I've been waiting
For someone to save me
From endless enslaving
To raving and raging
Against the unmaking
Of me
I do not wish to be
This man
Anymore

It never rains in Georgia
Though my cloudy head is gray
And even in November suns
It thunders in the fray
Of my peachy state of mind
And the beaches I convey
Behind hurricane frustrations
As my calm trees start to sway

In the coastal winds of longing
For my tempests kept at bay
Such deluges would be cleansing
A most vehement display
Of my angriest storm surges
That could blow this world away
But it never rains in Georgia
And I'm keeping it that way

Admittedly dwell
On that first fateful night
You attracted my metal
With your magnetite
And in hindsight
The last time
The two of us might
Have been more
Than apart
Equal halves of one heart
But then after
Could never go back
To the start
For from there it was all
This is real,
I mean really,
I think that I love you
You have to believe me

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

Contained in a metal cylindrical bird
As I struggle to think of the word
I would use
To produce peace of mind
Should I plummet into
A first day of adventure
Still rife with abstention
From delving too deep
In the translate dimension
Again I’m expected
To make friends with strangers
Instead of exploring
This new city’s dangers
And drifting in half-conscious
Slumbersome speech
Here to teach them my lifestyle
Still out of reach

Once fought a war against itself...
Ah “union” that’s it!
I would have conquered the world with you
And enjoyed it
I would have raised your children freer than Eagles
Encouraging raptors and sharpening hawks
And sending the doves to the jungle Woodstocks...
I’d have shown you the moon’s
Other side of world peace
I’d have pitted the mutants
Against the police
With my Marilyn sins of god’s poster boy fame
And an Atlas’ industry’s shouldering blame
For my Camelot crowned
Common welfare campaign
Yet still redder than rebels
And burning cross devils
I’d drop it at liberal art
G-bay pig levels
To keep the uranium
Darkness at heart
As the panthers at home
Come to tear yours apart
I’d be crises of missiles
Hellbent on augmenting
Our brothers in arms races’
Change implementing
Preventing the Birmingham vanguards
From falling
No matter the cost
Of the Berlin Stonewallin’

Better luck next time,
Until then take aim
At what’s lost in their budget cut’s
Capital gain
Isn’t merely our livelihoods’,
Neighborhoods’
Bane
It’s the state of our
Nationhood’s
Skin in the game
So play yours
To its strengths
Make your mark
More precisely
Be it
With a ballot
Or bullet
Politely
Propelled from the chamber
But echoing
Kansas
Still bleeding
Its greeting
Sic semper tyrannus

We all like to think ourselves
Somewhat enlightened
That answers abound
And that nothing
Is frightening
Delight in at least
Moderation
Elation
But how long before
The excessive temptation
Becomes decadence
Abrogation of morals
And tireless virtue
Can’t rest on its laurels
In good conscience
Faith
An abnormal distortion
Forsaken
Replaced
By debased disproportion

Each day I rise higher
But what is my tune
I feel like I'm sinking
In blues of the moon
And the sunlit tomorrow
Still dreaming of peace
But the gargoyle grey
That prevents this release
Just deceases my hopes
To a blistering frost
Of the wars of mankind
And the children we've lost

All the prices it's cost
All the ads that they sell
All the drugs that they push
As they drag me to hell
So lay siege to my kingdom
My castle of time
My throne of the future
You won't take my mind
With this fake dollar sign
Or this plastic perfection
Just phony expressions

I am the infection
To swine influenza
To pandemic greed
I'm the pile of refuse
Of liberty's breed
I'm the proud single mother
Of Taino suns
I'm the conquistadores
That shot us with guns
I'm the guy on the line
I'm the hungry kid's dog
I'm the choking wage slave
Still inhaling the smog
I'm the cold-blooded bayou
The wilderness soul
I'm the Chesapeake Bay
I'm the diamond in coal
I'm the homeless elitist
The debt degree ride
I'm illusions of choice
Like the heroes who died

To bring you this flag
Painted red with their blood
So that all of god's sheep
Would but drown in the flood
Of the unfiltered Flint
Social media trap
And the classist caste system
Increasing the gap
Of the health to the wealthy
Instead of the sick
Of the weak and the tired
Of getting last licks
So don't think I don't notice
This **** isn't fair
I'm just also exhausted
From thinking you'd care

So seldom invoke
The decider
Of time
When the shears come to sever
The consciousness mind
From the body
Divine
Is a comedy
Crime
When committed
Is smitten
And often is written
By what she
Determines
Of gods
Is unbidden

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

Forgive me assuming
You’d rather be living
Be here in my solace expanse
Of misgiving  
You’d rather abscond
To beyond where I bond
And make your
Self a memory
Dreadfully fond

Seeking replacements
In case she erases
Me from the equation
Of all the time wasted
Amounted to nothing
But somebody else
I can’t get your attention
Just go **** myself
And expelled from your sight
For a screen
Only means
There is no you and I
Just a couple
Just fiends

Bend the knee to the rich
You don’t want any trouble
You’re unprepared, not fit to serve
In the struggle
These people don’t know you
Don’t need you around
Like a living dead man
Needs a hole in the ground
For some reason request
You to come be there guest
Guess they just want to test
If the westerners’ best
But rhetorically asking
Why do they think my words are better than theirs?
They are no more than barriers languages
Share
They are clunky and clumsy
And sound like **** smells
Just divorcee romance is dead
Wedding bells
A cacophonous clangor
Of clamorous bliss
But you know I’m the greatest
To ever exist
Reminiscing on all the abysses
I’ve missed

Confounded by how
As the hours elapse
I could still be attempting
To try and relax
Get a word out or two
So the day seems important  
And talking to none
But myself
So discordant
For mordant
His self-deprecating
Edge stings
As he pushes my buttons
And pulls on my strings
And it brings me no solace
To numerate merits
His tasks
Were just masks
That the now me inherits
And parrots with subtle
Distinctions
Of the instinctive
Prefers as rebuttal
Befuddled again
I know
So am I
Though
Even thinking it so
Would suggest
His shadow

It’s not what defines me
This box that confines me
Resigned in acceptance
Complacency
Finds me
Remind me this was
What I did
Who I am
Is a kid
Growing up
To be more than a man
What I can do is write
In control of my thoughts
Not sit still for 8 hours
In nevermore sought
From this life that I lead
That I fail
To achieve
That I keep being me
And could anytime leave
But she keeps pulling back
Is the reason I stay
And the ease in which I
Come awake the next day