Bringing me in
I’m on board
With the cause
And I’m willing to look past
Its for-profit flaws
Must be there in the making
The taking
Of funding
The radioactive waste
Chemical dumping
Discrepancies glaring
And some
Surreptitious
As shady deals finalized
Factions fictitious
One-sided dimension
Community’s build
A like-minded utopian
Exclusive guild

Self-induced ego boost
Write me a line
Reassure me
I’m meant to be
Flawed by design
Not deficiency,
Defect,
Disorder,
Distortion
Of problems unsolved
And blown out of proportion
Too often with me
I get tangled in dread
Inundated with angst
And then wish I was dead
So remind me
Alive
Still has reason to care
And apparently
Still
To keep dreaming
Will dare

Show me more photos,
More smile disguises
I’m glad that your happiness
Isn’t a virus
Don’t know if you’re trying
To hurt me
With guy
Just remember the one
That revealed you
The sky
And the skyline
Was mine and your
Future foretold
But I couldn’t just hold you
And never let go
So if this is the way
That you show me
It’s over
Then friends is just fine
I don’t mind the hangover
And trust me
Deserving of pain
Isn’t saying enough
But to it
Am no stranger
I’ve fallen in love
Just to watch it fall further
And slip through my fingers
As they found your features
And as you still lingers
In me
All around
My cold hole in the ground
Where no image of you
Could bring me further down
Only help me accept
You are better alive  
I am better off dead
Or alone in the darkness
Of permanent dread

The selfish life is killing me
Petty
Minds
Instilling me
With boiling kettle enmity  
Staining shell of steel
Evaporating empathy
Deforming each ideal
To freshly-brewed misanthropy
Angry
Hands
Are spilling me
Onto the skin of vanity
My scalding heat is real
This melting world in agony
To puddles we conceal
Still slipping on my sanity
Trippy  
Thoughts
Fulfilling me
By pouring out my clarity
As liquid suns of zeal
Into your cup of apathy
Sip on the warm reveal
Don't burn your tongue on lunacy
*Drink only what you feel

I'm tired and angry
I'm drunk and alone
My body is nothing
But dull-minded stone
Do not ask me to dance
Do not beg for the question
This song is as lame
As your phony expression
Of what is real feeling
But turning to dust
You just drown in the sounds
Of oblivious lust
And the wretched disgust
Of each puke-worthy word
I count bodies like sheep
And I slaughter the herd
For as numb as I am
I still drink from the veins
And I recreate life
With my Frankenstein brains
It's alive, so alive
And it wants to learn more
Than a monster mash ***
As it shakes to the floor
Yet beckons my seed
Like ritual mates
But I ravage the seraphs
And burn down their gates
As beneath me they tremble
And beg for the end
But the heavens are sealed
And the key is my pen

Weird that you even
Could care
I am here
Let alone
Have once loved me
And breathed in my ear
With your hands all around
What defined me as man
As I melded into
What I don’t understand
To be body
A form
As the *** can be sure
What I only could think of us
Gasping for more

‘Tis not by the sword
But the pen that I fall
For I’ve taken such life
From the words that I scrawl
With a lack of remorse
Without fear of reprise
Smote each note that I wrote
Where my body now lies
In this crypt that I keep
For the lost and alone
Sordid syllable sins
I can never atone
Alter ego, a murderous
Maniac switchblade
Slicing and spilling
The blood on this blank page
Slaving away
As a servant of earth
As I fiendishly crave
Sullen graves of rebirth
I have cheated and stolen
The fortunes of kings
I have sacrificed gods
For these archangel wings
But I won’t break your heart
I’ll devour it whole
Then I’ll wash it all down
With a glass of your soul
So perhaps some day soon
Or in eons impending
Will karma’s melodic prose
Herald my ending

Reading so much of it
Mine is inadequate
Even my more adored,
Said before
Better
By others
Precisely
Perfecting each letter
Intended to mean
Subjectivity
Intricate
Simplicity
But regardless of brevity
Nonetheless fails
To convey
What I really would like to feel
To no avail

Forget where I’m headed
Sometimes
And just go
Find myself
At the edge
Of the continental
By the shore
Have I come
To bask in
The serenity
Breezes and waves
Shouldn’t sound like
A threnody
For what
I also lost
Prone to adrift
Before foresight
Could picture me
Not in her missed

Difference of opinion
On who’s fit
For this position
On which either one’s
Division
For the country
Is consistent
With their actions
Speaking louder
Than their policy decisions
If their words
Are incoherent
And their facts
Are blatant lies
And we can see
Hypocrisy
Definitively
On both sides
But can’t agree
That mental faculties
Though clearly in decline
Do not determine
That the candidacy’s
Cancer
Is benign

The only place where left is right
And right is wrong
But dumbos and ******* both
Party to the same old song

Where money talks
Louder than fact
Since Jesus walks
With Satan tact
Straight to the banks he piggy-backs
Withdrawing his fat stacks of cash
Subtracted from the ransacked mass
Oil standard silver-backs
Guerillas in the missed attacks
Retracted by the lion's laws
Like sheepish prey slow to react

Two predators of church and state
Hellfire topic of debate
Preaching hate to subjugate
The fearful ones who rock the boat
And wrote their vote in word of God
To keep their sinking yachts afloat
And cast their grand old fishing rod
Hoping for a superman
But landing only General Zod

Where the tantrum throwing children
Start their food fights in the kitchen
Emptying the cabinets
Smug smirking as they never listen
To the people sick and tired
That they're wasting all the food
Are forced to cook the methods
Of their madness servitude
In a broken home divided
Over why we're so misguided
By the parents always fighting
Over how to feed the brood

Yes politics the game of life
Though played by wrong and won by right
Even when left to the pawns  
Is still so black and white

Evoking the Greek
With the sweetest at dinner
If meta she wants
I’m above and beyond
And no decadence
More unrequited
Than sinner
Could make her believe
In no other more fond
Of her picturesque
Pixel
Pixie
Politician
Positioning,
Posturing,
Pose
Inquisition
To my apparition
A pall cast aside
Just the side of me
Facing her,
Waiting reply

Something from nothing
Impossible is it?
Then pray tell explain
The response I elicit
From words I have written
Must first be evoked
To convey what the vision
Is meant to denote
Even spoken,
It’s taken
From something else
Making
More sense if you
Don’t overthink
Its immense
Eloquence
Is my genesis
Ours could be
Anything we conceive
It comes that naturally

There’s people right?
They eat a lot
Consumer culture
Juggernaut
Robotic in
Its can’t be stopped
Until the systems that have propped
Up profit’s
Propaganda plot
Are toppled on the chopping block
And left to rot,
The numbers drop
Like cold steel blight’s
Unyielding crop
And forged within the melting ***
An apex adaptation-wrought
Existence species
Dispossessed
Suppressed no more,
The hungriest

The gates are locked
You silly mortals
Only muses
Open portals

By Night's silent tumult enraptured
   My soul hath the empty pervaded
Its whispered sweet nothings hath captured
  The black symphonies I've created
To echo the nightmares of daybreak
  To mirror the demons reveling
To sing of the sorrow and heartache
  To write of the end times foretelling
Mine a thorn of oblivion's rose
  Drawing blood to my lips I conclude
'Tis but her mental ****** of crows
  That to my suicide do allude

Feel free to look
To gaze upon
Them in their natural state
Primate
A primal instinct
Culture distinct
From the hominids
Now extinct
Yet still linked
To modern man
By tribal lines
And clan demands
And faith in something greater
Than the waste of space enclosure
They inhabit
With their filthy habits
Making them seem older
Through exposure to
The elements
Like elephants
Endangered lives
Except they wield
The poacher’s knives
And guns
And hunt each other’s
Sons
And some behave
Like less than human
****
In squalid slums
So I just merely
Mind my business
Just observe
Whilst bearing witness
To existence
In its highest form
Of abject poor
Low class subsistence
So feel free to look
But heed
My solemn warning
Do not feed
Dependence on
The handout seed
Or you create
A captive breed
Where once there thrived
A species freed
From civilized
And people stuff
From good intention’s
Hellbent crutch
So look as much
As you prefer
But do not touch
Or give them birr

My last supper was years ago
Hunger and I go way back
We like watching things burn
And then making dark magic
It’s tragic, really I know
We still see *******
Where you see snow
And sometimes
When the dark closes in at night
We still think to ourselves
How much longer can this war,
This war, this dreadful war
Still go on without end
Without hashtag or trend
Before we realize it’s class
And landowning elites
And the company perks
Who still count our defeats
As a nation of states
When there’s so much more human
We have on our plates
Grabbin’ guns
Shootin’ kids
Perpetuating the races
We run to feel free
From the gods who erase us
With fury and fire
With wrathful sin scorn
Unto those who equate us
Drop bomb gender norms
Like it’s somehow ok
To treat others as lesser
When anything you can do I can do better
My nevermore letter is gone like the weather
And hers is much wetter when we are together
Enduring the cold like two Soviet wolverines
I am the West and the East still just wants to be me

In the lurches of subways
In alleys I’m lurking
In deserts I’m drilling
My evil plan working
And spreading like viruses
Spending and spending and spending
My envy
To no more to gain
Another man’s trash
Is the throne that I claim
And I treasure existence
And covet the stars in the sky
With oblivion
Passions of panic and all I desire
Is Amazon beauty to add to the fire
To dare speak my name
Costs and arm and a leg
And a chemical conscience
To think like my puppets
You’d first lose your mind
Than your shoes and your wallet
Your nickel and dime
And the scene of your crime
Would be questioned
And pondered through all the non-linear
Moments in time
And now as you still read
What possession really means
You come to see my value
Only measured
In your greed

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

It’s simple out here
Not a care in the world
And the people subsist
On a lack of concern
For the first world successes
We think make it turn
So I learn to free presses
To truth unreported
And spray paint white privileges
Fortunes extorted
By fathers who founded
For-prophet empires
With whip-crackin’
Sword slashin’
Baptism fires
And miles of wires
To spread the transmission
The culture shockwave
Brain controlling submission
To try before buy it
To quiet the riot
Deny it, then feed us
That Maduro diet
Rewind it, play back
Stories always the same
Claimants staking the land
And then riggin’ the game
To in their favor write
A more masterful class
As our future remains
In the chains of the past

The lives of great people all remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time

When at long last the Heavens weep
   and God itself kneels at my feet
When angels sing their guilt and shame  
   and watch their kingdom razed in flame
When grace then falls like ashen snow  
   and Eden seeds no longer sow
When faith is formed of barren land
   and offered not to beggar's hand
When sin is but a preacher’s noose
   and slaves are of no further use
When no more ****** lies give birth
   and truth is reclaimed by the earth
It's then we build this world anew
   and then will I believe in you

September already
Soon it’ll be cold
I’ll see snow again
Wishing
I wasn’t so old
And was elsewhere
Committing myself
To a cause
All the while
Denial
Would tally its flaws
But at least I’d escape
From the winter-bound fate
But awake still to seasonal rain’s
Mental state

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 Macedon mastodon
Tramplin’ on
Your Babylon
The upper echelon
Undone
Beneath my
Grandeur pantheon
But all the worlds
I conquer
Gone
Before I’ve even
Red the dawn

Serendipity meant for me
With her to be
But did not guarantee us
Psychotherapy
Nor provided,
Enabled,
Equipped me to help
Never spelt out
How she could
Salvation
Myself
No prerequisites
Called for
Compatible traits
And the rest of its
Fall for
That look on her face
Only fated
To date,
To confide in,
Console
Lonely wanted
To sooner or later
Control
My emotions’
Devotion
To feel what she feels
But not always
Commitment
To what it reveals

Frozen in moments of transmuted torments
Unspoken in aisles of fragrant deception
Reflecting upon a mere memory cracked
And distorted in apathy’s pathos again
To be thoughtless as offices off on vacation
Where when will the wind come to take me away?
Is a question unanswered by apples a day

The present tense
You are
She was
My undoing
With you though
The here and now
Feels like renewing
My letters contained in this green little box
Remain sealed
And sequestered
In restlessness locks
And I festered
Transfixed upon
Dissonant clocks
Buncha’ rocks
It all rots
And returns to the dirt
Without worth
After birth
Ever bound to the Aerth

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

Then by your reply
I am taken
It’s making
Me crazy to think
This is how
My heart’s breaking
It’s not all at once
Or from feelings betrayed
It’s in knowing they’re real
But for you
Not the same
And it’s basically
Everyday
Life is decay
Bring me closer than ever
Then push me away
Before I can inflict
More perpetual wounds
Before I skew the signs
In your horoscope moons
I am shrooms
We exhumes
The primordial ooze
But I still dig the muse
You exude through your grooves

Everyone prides themselves
Free-spirited
But relies
On the all-seeing eye
Of the pyramid
Can’t live without it
Don’t doubt it has value
Enabled and bound
By what it
Should allow you
To feel you are true
To your word
Liberation
Not waiting on state‘s
For your due compensation  
From laboring
Toiling away
To have more
Of the choice
They supply
To the fully-stocked store
But you have to go back
Or else what would you eat?
Free to starve
In the market
Of cheat or compete

Let’s pretend
We trend to like
We tend to
Mostly
Playing nice
The sprawling
Fallen
Paradise
A part of nature
All its own
We decimate
This one true home
Insisting in the cloud
To save us
As we let the lords
Enslave us
Digging graves
Like Vegas babes
Keep track of time
Like meter maids
Still underpaid
And overworked
And haunted
Everywhere we’ve lurked
By what a curse
It is to live
To be this me
With more to give
Yet gifted with
A lesser power
All the universe
Is ours

Call me hick
Call me ****
Call me in the head
Sick
What you can’t say
Is that I
Have ever
******
Diction’s
Implicit bias’
Consistent
Contradiction
Still claiming its
Gaming the system’s
Eviction
From victimless crime-
Ridden’s
Fickle statistics
Conviction’s
Capricious
Cog-nativity
Dissonance
Wishin­g its
Written provision
Submission
Could make up its mind
About blind faith
Religion
And carefully choose
What it views
With suspicion

Yelling at cows
To communicate
Don’t
It’s the nothing to eat
And the nothing
You won’t
It’s illiterate faith
In a written conviction
Submission
To sheepishness
Meek superstition
Conditions of living
Look closer to death
It’s traditions
Of giving
Largesse
Dispossessed
It’s a kid without shoes,
Without pants,
Without soap
It’s his future
Still stuck
In the past
Without hope
It’s a rope
Swaying from
The back-breaking
Day labor
When seasonal yields
Don’t appease
The slave trader
It’s nature sustained
In humane
Sorts of ways
Yet its plagues
Of malaise
No known substance
Allays
It’s ablaze
With the wasted,
Mismanaged,
Degraded
Potential surpluses
From scarcely
Translated
Inveterate cultural norms
Antiquated
To progress outpacing
Its status updated
It’s really just sad
In explicit
Indignity
Vapid morasses
Morose
In its imagery
Lacking in prose
Like its tax inefficiency’s
Masses of *******
Classless delinquency
Crassly harassing
All those it sees differently
Yes just
Synonymous with
A simplicity
Virulent in
Its immuno-deficiency

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

Trapped in the trip this time
Don’t let me out
I don’t want it to end
So don’t make me return
To where everything’s dead
Go on bending dimensions
As all becomes art
And interpreting
Doesn’t demand
I be smart
Just enlivened,
Enlightened,
My senses are heightened
By shifting-shape-shadows
No longer I’m frightened
Ignite as the music
Incites me to fervor
Incoming in waves
Ride the wake
Like a surfer
And wide awake
Snake through the slugs
In my way
On my blades,
In my grooves,
Just a child at play

You have to look within yourself
To save yourself
From other selfs
And be the self
Beyond the self
The one who seeks forthwith to help

Been away from it
Days
In estranged disgrace
Chasing
Some sleep
But my feet
Still insist in outpacing
The time it requires
To enter the rem
As a kid could be hours,
In seconds, now ten
All it takes
Stay up late
And before dawn awake
Just to do it all over again
Double take
But it’s hard to break habits
Convenience’s sake
If the pay out
Is played out
It’s still making sense
To be teaching my craft
And then drafting laments
Even if I’d prefer
Eulogies
Evergreen
Be they natural,
Pack a bowl
What does it mean?
Or the digital
Black as coal
Money machine

Entrust me with yours
Then I'll show you mine
In time, and in return I ask
Please keep them to yourself  
For I share them all in confidence
Only with my midnight muse
Clandestine common senses
But my daybreak heart betrays
These covert black ops missions
And free speech end transmissions
Are but fake news to my secret codes
In messages to save this world
By over-writing border walls
To reach my girl enclosed behind
Her loosened lipstick gossip stalls
No rumors of my wedding vows
Just passing notes in class
For small-talk minded pleasantries
The distance in between these desks
I cirle only yes to ***
For deeper in the libraries
Of my unrest, a new behest
Still checks me out without request
For overdue confessions
Speaking unrequited volumes
To my hard-cover depressions
Introspections leather-bound
By ancient lore transgressions
In my most restricted sections
Still each page she turns to understand
The mysteries contained inside
This sacred pen within my hand

Little excites
Like it used to
Ignites
The creative spark
Darkening
Save to incite
An incisive
But maybe
Divisive
Disorder
Identity crises
Of billionaires’
Borders  
And lawlessness orders
Like Wild West
Fable’s
Evangelists
Saying
Its grace at their tables
But saving their scraps
For as always
The trash
As their scare tactics
Home economically
Crash
Into fast money
Supermarkets
To the rescue
And poster boy
Seek and destroyers
To bless you
With testing their products
And formerly “services”
Rendered
By state
And municipal servicemen
All just exploited
Sold off
Or disposed
By the donor class
Capital gains
Undisclosed

I’ll always be
The quiet kid
Internal wild
Riot kid
So long within
The shadows hid
Unto my fallen graces
Bid
A long farewell
To adolescence
Yet preserved
Its youth
Quintessence
Fully formed,
Matured
And grown
Up in a world
I can’t condone
And so condemned
To walk alone
Along across
Its vast unknown
I’ve shown beneath the surface
Seldom
More than what is
Most unwelcome
This
Needless to say
In writing
What I’d rather
Be inciting

Running out of
Ways to care
You win some
Lose some
Grin and bare
The failure
Incomplete successes
Life is making
Cleaning messes
Shame,
Humiliation
Stresses
More or less
A desperate plea
A cry for help
Since infancy
Along the way
Some tend to hear it
Seek your truth
Then come to fear it
So, I’m simply finished
Trying
Here on out
Just keep on dying

From rock bottom
Feeding
Leech feasting
Deceit
Has my vanity swelled
To where deities weep
And it watered the earth
With vitality tears
And then salted its worth
In a graveyard of fears
But availed no tomorrow
Unveiled in the fog
Just foreshadowed the ashes’
Aghast acrid smog
Some would laud
As if progress
Need darken the sky
As if flawed by design’s
A commodified lie
Yet another price tag
On a plastic bag
Flag
‘Till the last human
Life bullet
Empties the mag
And dragged into
A sooner
Or later
Creator
The maker you meet
Is a fake
Simulator

Making myself
Right at home
In new places
A slight sense of danger
Inside your safe spaces
And into the inner
Circles
Infiltrate
Like a viral,
Hard-wired
User’s
Interface
With machines
I can seamlessly
Communicate
As if secret codes
Weren’t embedded
In flesh
And the numbers
That give them
Emotions,
Expressed

Promising leads
On a path into middle class
Comfort and ease
In addition to burdens
It seems to relieve
Would be nice
Not to worry
Just constantly hurry
Through tasks,
Obligations,
Demands it entails
Make myself of some use,
Lessen others’ travails
Promote global affairs
And take care
To be wary
Of how my impact
Can be made
While still keeping
The world peace in tact

Venture forth
Not for
The promise
Of better days
Do so
Pursuing
The founding
Of better ways
Forward
And onward
You go
Undeterred
When in doubt
Trust yourself
Not just words
That you heard
And assured
You’ll be fine
You were here
For a while
Not perfect
But flawed
Ever more
Versatile

Crooked cops
Crop-dusting
Walking dead drops
Set up shop
Cracking rock
The crime lords of the block,
Never stopping
Mass production
Mass incarcerate
Consumption
Just repackaged
And reformed it
Into urban deconstruction
Underfunded housing project
For an upper
Classpiration
Gentrifying
Higher rises
Like a fentanyl
Sedation
Running rampant
Through the streets
And through the flesh and bone
It eats
And as the door comes crashing down
Its execution
Is complete
And so in summary
Impunity
With which it gets away
Has ever been
And ever will be
Making freedmen
Into slaves

At this point
I doubt
I will ever again
Pen another of love
Now as turbid
As when
My affection was simply,
Abstruse
In its uses
Rejection pellucid
To me
Was well-suited,
As natural as
******
Chemistry fluid
Still nourishing
Unhappy marriage
Uprooted
From childish notions
Of paradise-fruited,
Emotions denuded
At first sight
As blind
As the first time’s belief
In too good to be true’s
Linen sheets of deceit

Crazy girl
You’re so appealing
Hidden parts of me
Revealing
Stealing
Made to feel like dating
Kissing made
To feel like mating
Taking
Always taking more
You sound like peace
But speak like war
And contradict each word you say
Forget the day
And claim you’re gay
Or celibate
Embittered
Sick
Your honesty’s
Still full of ****
With or
Without you
I survive
And carry on
As dead inside
As sadly you will still
Remain
Without a home,
A heart,
A name