Not just the absence of light
It’s much worse
An inhabited netherworld
Feel it immerse
You in lonely, forlorn
Raging storms
Of despair
Impecunious
Broken hopes
Beyond repair
To awake
The nightmare
And to dream
The escape
From desertification
You can’t cultivate
A thirst you can not sate
No, despite how the torrential
Rains inundate
The virulent,
Unruliest
Throngs of diseased
Masses begging
And praying
On prostrated knees
The gods still send their plagues
Further north from the jungle
As millions enslaved
Still
To climate-change hunger
Succumb to the rumbling of tummies
Imploding
The bloating unsightly
An air of foreboding
Still looms over me
Not a cloud in the sky
And when blinding
The sun in it
Opens my eyes
To a scenery
Stretching and rolling
Serenely
I can’t help but stare
And at peace
Give a sigh
I suppose there are places
Much worse
I could die

Disconnected
Let it set in
Icy silence
And disdain
But you’re forgetting
Who keeps roofs atop
Your drowning in the rain
Go on believing
Shelter simply is
A promise you can break
And with your sideshow
Succubi, belie
The happiness you fake
I’m done pretending,
Over chasing,
Finished clinging
To delusion
Just return to me what’s owed
Before it’s more than games you’re losing

This is Life
Need I remind you
Yet again to flick the switch
And kick the wicked witch’s
Fix, not an addiction
Just a *****
You can’t resist
So go on wishy-washing,
Claiming its depression
Let them crocodile tears
Keep shedding
Serpentine confession

It’s your precious time,
Not mine
And it’s your poor
Productive mind
To waste
On Disney’s ***** dream
Your full potential
All amounts to
Getting on your knees to clean
All but your act,
Because you lack
The courage
To confront the fact
There is no god of yours
Except when I
Demand you pay it back

It’s like everyone’s sick,
Or undead,
Barely living
Just breathing
Deceiving
Themselves
To forgiving
Forgettable  
Unfair elections
Regrettable
Methheads
To offset injections,
Untenable
Debt ceiling heavens
And credible threats
Weaponizing infections
Depressions
Far Greater
Than history lessons’
Most glaringly obvious
Tact of oppression’s
False flag
To enact
The unlawful tax bill
By the black-citing,
White lying
House on the hill
And a fact-averse
Bad actor
Labor unskilled
Like a fascist mask
Slash and burn
Axe in Brazil
The fell deeds
Felling trees
With the breeze
In his speech
Still releasing the kraken-like  
Corporate state’s
Global outreach
Over-preaching
Beseeching
The sheepish
To carry on sleeping
In late
And en masse
Do not gather
But rather
Look past
The gas chambers
Aghast,
Past the neighbors’
Kids torn
From their safe passage
Grasp
And the captor?
Another disaster
Enraptured
The market crash,
Mattress cash,
Ashes fall after
And then comes
The blast from the past
When the master,
Producing mass slaves
Can not sell them their own
Waking graves
Any faster

Watch the angels drop like flies
Olympus gods reclaim these skies
Reveal your furies’ fate irate
Your democratic nation state
The fairest warrior of wisdom’s
Goddess grace this city hill
In musing pupils of Apollo’s
Artemisian killing skill

Illusory solace
Is sadness at peace
Though some shred of subversion
I’ve yet to unleash
In its rabid
Hysteria
Yearns to be free
But society
Renders it
Tranquility
For contenders to thrones
Highly coveted
Cling
To a power
Imbalance
Not fit for a king
They would sooner see fear
Run amok
In the streets
And appease its bloodlust
By the number of seats
That their side of the
I’ll
Serve merely
Myself
Or the party,
The lobby,
The way of the belt

And now
All that’s left
Is to think
And to choose
How we liberal
Idealists
Can ignite the fuse
How we took two together
And made them engage
How we sparked curiosity’s
Discipline blade
How the purist
Of privilege
Could all come together
Discuss it,
Debate it
And make it all better
The logic and reason
Prevails
Over ails
And the ancient philosophy
Still never fails

Reputation precedes me
Proceeding to please
With perfunctory effort
And optimal ease
I relieve you of duty
And duly note when
You assign me a task
And a time to hit send
And my record yet
Still undefeated
But benched
Temporarily
Permanent role
Method acting entrenched
Yet I’d sit here all day
Representing my squad
Though my cause
All works out
I’m still tragically flawed

In spartan conditions
Inured to privation
In bountiful plenty
I opt for starvation
Been waiting on angels
To cradle my grave
Like a craven
Still craving
A lover to save
Me from clutches of loss
And the jaws of defeat
From the dissatisfaction
Pursuing elite
Living standards
Can’t stand
To compare
My despair
With their lucrative lassitude
Classist career
If I wanted it genuine
I’d disappear
Yet again
Go pretend,
That I can
Belong here
There was no place for me
Since I crawled from the ooze
And confused
Evolution
With gods it alludes to

Now I can really
Stop caring
Thread baring
Regaining
My bearings
Imbalanced
Repairing
The damage I’ve done
Open wounds I’ve inflicted
The monster I’ve been
In my skin
Self-afflicted

Though what you aspire
To be
Isn’t much
More than what you
Desired to
Serve as the crutch
Props you up
At the end of days
All in the thralls
Of finality
Keep holding on
As the walls
Closing in
To diminish
The outer appearance
And render you
Bending to
Internal spirits
Extending their hand
To the one it’s been dealt
As if it could be held,
Could be felt
By itself

I mean obviously
There are things that I hate
Rather show though
Not tell them
Or enumerate
Since irate is so seldom
How I would describe
What I wish wasn’t this
Human racial divide
It is more like perplexed
On occasion
More vexed
That we don’t see the same
**** sapien
Guilty of blame
For the state of affairs
In despair,
Disrepair
Currently 7 billion
Infections
And counting
And all of their countless
World hungers
Amounting
To egotist
Listlessness
Discontent
With
Their impermanence
Waiting to simply
No longer
Exist

What in the world’s
Going on out there
Barely
Prepared anymore
For the others
Are wary
So scared that I might
Say a word or two
On
The Koran,
Or Iran,
Or the Fall of Saigon
In its latest rendition
Of terror campaign
Like domestic disquieted
Capitol gain
The non-violence’s silent
Night shades of methane
Grown at home
And exporting
Its virulent strain
Of nefarious variants
Kids of all ages
In cages,
Their truth is
What say
Facebook pages

Counting the days
Left remaining ingrained in
This muddy, rat-hole, bug-infested,
Duress-filled uneasiness nest
Just to test my depressive
Resolve at its limits
Conflicted with finding the faith
It inhibits
And given two years to make sense
Of surrender
Expendable humans
I serve, a defender
Of peace there in me
Still it yearns to be free
But condemns itself to
Costs of living for free
Finding harmony in
What is simply easy
Understood to me as
One does melancholy

Farther down
Than ever
I have ventured in
Uncertain
Unaware I was becoming
But an agent
Of subversion
So averse
To any orders
But abide by natural law
And only broken on
The impact
Of my fatal
Tragic flaw

But what’s there to be
In this ruinous Union
Delusional dreaming
Condition subhuman
Expected to serve
Undeserving
Indulgence
And deify wealth
In submissive exultance
Repulsed by its decadence
Still can’t resist
The acquisitive urge
To of status consist
When I move into
Home ownership
And foreclose
On the anti-establishment
Questions I pose
For convenience secured
And insured
Is the move
That they want you to take
To consent
And approve
To whoever they put
On the stage’s
Charade
To persuade us
To trust
Fund another crusade

What else could I write you
About me
It’s something
For I can not feel
But expression’s the one thing
A slum
Biddy ***
Going numb
Scribble gunsling
A note
From a stroke
Of the demons I stoke
When awoken
I wrote
A most luminous cloak
To adorn in the never mourn
Forests of lore
I ignored petty squabbles
Of gods waging war
For assured of my deity
Status was I
I was diamond shard dragons
Designing the sky
And the why
Was awhirl
With her final goodbye
Then I wandered
Despondency wastes
In despair
And I spat in the faces
Of people who care
And therein lies the tragic
Downfall of the boy
And the flying machine
That he seeks to destroy

The laughable death
Possibility seems
To no longer so dreadfully
Fill me with screams
Only merrily,
Merrily
Rivers of dreams
Flowing into insanity’s
Bottomless screens

Choose to hate me because
Choose to love me despite
What I get into thinking
Alone in the night
When by day
Just a regular
Cellular
Leveler
Revel in
Devilishly
Rendering
Relative
All my impersonal
Woebegone
Songs
To the rest of us
Just predisposed
All along
To be wrongfully
Righteously
Sure of our ways
So convinced
Moral rectitude
Isn’t a maze
But a page
In a book
Higher plane
In a prayer
Like a little lamb
Crams
To get in…
Doctrinaire

I still keep the peace
But at times
I disturb it
Since often it feels
It is best
To unlearn it
Return to a less civilized
State of mind
And just take
What I need
From the one in decline
Currently
It seems easy
Enough to collect
On my unemployed intellect’s
Sustenance check
That without it
Deprived
I would live in the wild
Estranged from the system
In hungry exile
But no,
Not again,
Can’t contend the sovereign
So instead I depend
On its to survive
Spend

But you wouldn’t **** me
For I am you too
And I know how you think,
All the things that you do
You would seek first to reason
With me,
Make amends
But I am not interested in
Being friends
A reflection
A reckoning with
The self schism,
The guilt in the shadows
Of our dualism
Division
Illusion
Distinction
Discerned
In divergent
Confusion
Conditioned and learned
But the image is spitting
Identical soul
And you can not escape
I’m a part of your
Whole
Other world you keep hidden,
Pretend not to notice
Uncanny resemblance’s
Symbiosis

You know it when you see it
When you reach it
When you be it
Do not chase it
But embrace it
You have just begun to taste it
Let it spiral from the heavens
And consume you in its gaping
Mind-erasing, soul-escaping  
Divination of creation
As you sink into the sands
Of a permanent vacation

Insist I must join
Then cajole me to coin
The new terms
Of my sanctity
Yours to purloin
To purportedly
Read
What goes on in my mind
Is for me to decide
Not derided by others
For even among
Trusted friends
I discover
The silence is tension
Is failure to mention
My unwelcome thoughts
Of complete apprehension

And back into the world I go
To tread this path alone
Though often one of shadows
With the pharaohs I enthrone
My mortal soul has seen the glow
Of Horus, chosen sun
Of Isis and Osiris
I was bred to be as one
To learn these lands
To lend these hands
As but a grain
Of shifting sands  
Until my time is done

Friends moving on
They don’t want me around
They’d prefer not to live
With who won’t make a sound
Barely speak
But to mention
Behaviors we’d tweak
For the other
Old friend
We know so well already
Don’t want to end up
As unsteady as Freddy
For far, few between
The right words
Aren’t lost
And now seldom moreover
Our paths even cross
Anymore
Separate ways
We are going in
Hasn’t been,
Merely a phase

Know what you feel
Nothing else can be known
But phenomenon donning
The bare naked soul
No intelligence
Wisdom
Nor fact
Or opinion
Can ascertain truth
Like emotion’s dominion
Appealing and pandering to
Inner vision
Externally, all-seeing
Eye of believing
Beholden to none
Of the sun
But the one
Burning brightest
Alight
Even if
Out of sight
Is the proof
That in you
All the universe moves
And moves through you anew
Until all that you know
Becomes all that you knew

Free screechin’
My speech
From on high
Out of reach
And I keep droppin’ bombs
Like the gods you beseech
To surcease the truth-bleaching
How many we reap
To keep eye-sis on prizes
And dreams ever suite
Like the president’s penthouse
My skyrocket rents out
The tenements
Residents
Turned into terrorists
Level it all
For a nest egg
Resettlement
Watch the rest beg
As I hatch
Propaganda
My liberty spectacle
Extravaganza  
Commanding
Demand
In my talons’
Vice-grip
Watch me crush the life out of
Refuse to submit
And perpetuate conflict
Unscathed and unfettered
Without even ruffling
One single feather

Description seems inadequate
To capture Nature’s essence
When life is solely permanent
In momentary prescience

Yet still her eminence unveils
A grim facade exterior
When setting suns, besetting sails
Reveal the realm’s ulterior

Unmotivated inspiration
Morphing into beauty’s beast
A hideous abomination
Come to wage its war of peace

And watch the world dehumanize
Itself in feasts of banquet flesh
Before starvation’s slow demise
Can feast its eyes on Bangladesh

And sink into the Indian
Where karma is the salt in wounds
Samsara born to die again
In Shiva’s doom-impending tombs

The war  
The war
It’s always the war
Determines how the map
Gets redrawn
By the board
So reform it all
Storm the hall
Normalize gore
And procure its
Pervasive
Inflation’s
Reward

Lines in the equal sign
Make them all wavy
Approximate
How we
The people
Go crazy
The proud,
Mighty, prosperous,
Virtuous
Free
We’re the ones
Tribal discord
Interminably
Comes between
Splits the seams
Sees us
Misanthrope
And if ever there was
A more
Imperfect
Union
I’d sooner
Strive for it
Than see it in
Ruins

Don’t feel like ranting
Not up to romancing
For wallowing
Follows
The dread
Notwithstanding
When pictures of perfect health
Suddenly torn
And no ounce of this worthless wealth
Mourned or reborn
Just reformed by conformists
And status quo showmen
Adorned in a flag,
In a badge,
Or an omen
But I am the no-man’s land
Landless
Entrenched
And the working class man’s
Underserved
Ubermensch
Rent these tenements
Spent my inheritance
Running
Their social experiment’s
Most unbecoming
Extreme destitution
Supreme ideology
Keep heads enrolling
In highways of robbery
Move the mass media’s
Passive aggression
To cover up holes
In the history lesson
And therein I seek
But a nugget of truth
Among glorified
Stories
Alternative route
To the root of the problem
The root of all evil
Unequal
Behold it
Uprooting the people

I really don’t care for the Westerner’s winter
It’s pretty to look at but after a while
It just
Cold
Since the nukes have been reign’n
Down oily black gold
And I told you before
It’s the frozen rose prose
That still nevermore ravens
And murders of crows

Embrace the mass diversity
At microscopic levels
And in doing so you find
We’re not so different, you and I
We’re just some questions posed to ponderers
Who try to measure time
And in conceiving of our godliness
We clip the wings of pride
Instead of welcoming the Icarus
Ascending from inside
We’re just some science and some fiction
And some matter we create
Like all the value we assign
This dollar *******-state
And in believing in our vision
We intuit how we feel
And with these words we form together
We make sense of the unreal

Weariness
Has tempered me
But no mouthpieces
Censor me
Indenture me to servitude
Is only of my swinging
Mood
Exude I love you
Tacitly
And shatter hearts
As passively
Aggressive lets
Me fester in
My own regrets
Oblivion begets distress
My rest in peace
Of mindful quest
Should I arrive
Before contrived
Conveys finality
Described

And I mean
You were still
So estranged from me
Even
At my
Most eccentric
Expression
Just never let me
Break away
From oppression
And destiny fate
All equate to me
Nothing
Without you beneath me
Beside Me
As we grew to
Into and out
Of each other
As who knew
The breaking the bones
Of the order upon us
The power that tried
To tear us up
To dust us
Deep back to the dirt
Where the legacies lurk
And the blood still waters gardens
Of Edens
As we work

What this is
You’re dealing with
Emotions
Are no incident
But what you are
Cannot be changed
Cannot be snipped
And rearranged
Cannot be plainly
Simply
Gone
But can’t be right
To deem it wrong
If I have not
Been sliced by steel
And not been given
Time to heal
To feel
That this is truly me
Transitioning
Androgyny

Still running away
Like a fugitive slave
From your capital paradise
Digging my grave
Be it edible poison
Or poisonous drink
Be it 9 to 5 nightmares
Still pushed to the brink
We all synchronize
Sheepishly
Safe and secure
Entertained
And brain-drained
In another lost war

And we will see it
In the advent
Of our children’s
Reveries
And we will bend the will of titans
Bring the muses
To their knees
We thee unseen
Consent decrees
Still issue warnings
Troopers storming
Terraforming
Free degrees
For privileged legacies
To breeze
And earn their progenies
With ease
And vested in
Investing in
The inclination
To exceedingly
Succeed
We will remind them
Of the trees
And of the people left to feed
For we are ample
By example
Will we will teach them how to lead

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

Cut the head off
The snake
‘Fore its many
Temptations
She’d hopelessly sate
My reptilian cold
To the sickness
Afflicted
My sheerest indifference
To pain I
Inflicted
All must be met
Swiftly
With lessons in empathy
By her own words
This is action’s
Peremptory
Testament’s
Genesis
Thee most decisive
Discourse
Instrumentalist
Musing his final
Attempt to be brave
To remind her
His love
Was designed for the grave
And embossed in
Conceding
To her
It was made
That exhausted,
Defeated
His body be laid
At her feet
Once again
To unrest
In his shame

Take a life
Do it
Just try to construe it
Who knew that it would be so difficult
To
See the mutual mind
Staring right back at you
But it isn’t as grave
Unconditional playing
Of gods and redeemers
If they aren’t praying

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

Contained in this limited
Me apparatus
Inhibited by
Wires of
Systematic
Meticulous matrices
Making these mazes
Can only be certain
I’ve occupied spaces
Within scope of sight
And affirming my form
Are these words that I write
Only glean
What is seen
Only know
What is shown
Or revealed
In a dream
But deprive me of sense
And I’m just a routine
An empirically
Learning,
Computing
Machine

The world is still out there
More life
Unbeknownst
But we make of its ghost
An award show to boast
Of our profligate pride,
Our inflated self-worth
An exaggerate,
Bloviate,
Ego
Since birth

But what have you accomplished?
Have you gained?
Have you changed?
By its very definition
Revolution
Is the same
At the end,
From the beginning
Circles back to where it stays
The power reigns
Just in the form
Of what the order’s law
Betrays
The best intentions
Left eventually
To hell the roads are paved

So glorify more
Warring ******
Hoarding wealth
Can’t ignore
The death toll
That it takes
Mental health
Unsurprisingly
Compromised
Lies
Monetized
Until losers
Are winners,
The past is revised
Yet reprising his role
Always fit for a king
Is the bad actor
Masking
His hack
Accounting

Reconcile,
Make amends
Unite with old
Unending friends
Depends on what
Their loss entails
Laments
The reminisce details
Should they depart
Or disappear
Tomorrow from me
Steering clear
Of left to say
Unfiltered
Unrefined
Authentic
By myself
Sounds schizophrenic
Not exactly going back
To home
How far I veer off track
Intact I’ve tried
To keep contact
Can’t help it if
This trait they lacked
A lot like brothers
Bond inherent
You once
Saw through me
Transparent
Now aberrant,
Silent,
Strained
Unmentioned
Tension
Growing pain

Little man
Gets enraged,
Is why every war’s
Waged,
And nothing stays
The saber-rattling
When it’s simply
How we’re made
And what we gain
From our crusading
Must be powerfully
Displayed
And what the makings
Of arms racing
Yields an arsenal
Arrayed
And what precipitates
Intimidates
Obliterates
And fades
Like an imperial ambition
Spread too thin
In its campaigns

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

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

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

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

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