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

No more than words
On a page
Is the government
Yet we are
All
Disobeying it
Some of it
Some more than others
Like angry big brothers
Big boxes of documents
Never recover
What’s lost
Are the funds
You entrust
Will secure you
Empower
Sustain
In your outrage
Endure you
So long as your faith
Remains blind in devotion
To weathering storms
Of off-shoring erosion
To bettering forms
Of corruption
Construction
To meeting their quotas
Upscaling production
Like any adventures
And exploits
Abroad
Can’t admit
Execution
Was critically flawed
As domestically
Status quo silents  
Attest
To disquieting riots
And civil unrest

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

Devils preach the gospels
And I fear that it is not so
That they clearly see
Absurdity
The shades
Of **** Germany
This slowly moving coup
Now made to seem
It’s just like you
Bankrupted victim
Of the system
Yet so privileged
By its gifts
Claims to uplift you
As it rips you
A new hole
Expands the rift
And in its grifting
Disempowers with
Its ignorance is bliss
As you believe its
Impishness
Is not impiety
Your faith
Begins to turn
From your convictions
To your notions
Nation-state
More based in race
Than in reality
More rooted in
Delusion
And even now it writes you off
Just like its
Constitution

Starving egomaniacs
Hide the distention
Dysmorphia’s
Orphans
Engorging attention
Pretension
Comes natural
Just live to be seen
To be lust after
Vanity
Fair magazine
To be queen
In your castles,
Your carriages,
Gowns
To be columns
Of gossip
And talks of the town
Chopping down
Natural art
For a heartless
Creation
A faux fabrication
From deforestation
A waste of
The vacant
High-minded
High-rise
Like the hungry,
Neurotic
Consumer’s
Disguise

No such oblivion
Be
Without me
Without all of us
Nautilus
Deep in the sea
Elegy
Bury me
Cast my ashes
To winds
And without me
About me
The story begins

Everyone needs someone
Unless you still hunt
I suppose
That it’s possible
Highly unlikely
But there are those
Who still actively
Spite me
Though among friends
Am I journeying ends
And I want nothing more
Than to see her again
With the all of us gathered
So we can be one
You will hear
As I speak
To who’d carry my son
With impressive oration
For her
Adoration
The man she was waiting
To be above boy
To care once
At least for
Something more
Than destroy

There in your chair
And I can’t help but stare
Any words I could say
Couldn’t possibly bare
What the weight
And heartache
And what’s taken
Equates
What my shame
In its bottomless
Void
Could reframe
What was picturesque,
Beautiful,
Solemn
And sacred
To something so ugly
And tarnished,
Degraded
But still then you turn
And sincere is your smile
You still exude peace
When you could be
Hostile
And all I can do
In my infinite
Guilt
My unworthiness,
Watch
As they wither
And wilt

Informed to form
My firm opinion
Not my friend
Just yet
Regret
A little more
Before
Then talk,
I am the scarecrow
On the stalk
The laughing stock
Holders in stocks
And still I shock
The mock show
Trial
Dam nations
Like a sun of the Nile
Reviled for spreading
My virus papyrus
And bleeding peripheries
Dry of supplies
Like the juror within
Privatized little spies
Just bejeweled
In the severed crown’s
Israeli ties

Still answer commanders
With unrefined candor
Like demagogues unto
The masses
I pander
Outlander
I’m not from around here
You see
I’m just peregrinations
And sol...iloquy

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

Beginning anew
Passing through
The old haunt
Where I’d go for 8 hours
Of status to flaunt
But all based
On white collar
Delusions of class
Signaling that my virtue
Could for purpose pass
Though the truth was
My uses were few
And far cries
From the life that I wanted
To lead
In disguise

On some other level
Disheveled
And gray
And forlorn
In my mourning
My love led astray
Is the way
I was born
Winter storm
Summer haze
And adorned
In light rays
On my darkest of days
Although torn
From the warning signs
Tempting surrender
I passed all the tests
But I failed to remember
The chapter,
The captured
Enraptured
Most turning
Of pages I’ve wept
In the oceans of yearning
For once again home,
One last from it
To roam
And in all of finality
Finally known

At first they’ll say
It’s set in gold
Longevity
No growing old
Prosperity
For everyone
As boundless growth
Eclipses sun
And underneath
Utopian
Pretensions
Lies the rot therein
Mutations
Modified to be
Perfection
Specimens to see
What we in all
Our vanity
Have made of genes
And cells
And DNA
And God itself  
Just fades away
Awaiting Brave New Worlds
In which
Our human nature
Is the glitch
And with it switched
For automation
No more signs of life
To station
Out in space
Among the stars
Replaced by colonists
On Mars
And flying cars
Are eco-friendly
All remaining species
Envy
What they promised
Was in store
For those who pay
A little more

Maladies
I have a myriad
Period
Free will
Dystopian
Broken
No hope again
Basically
Sad by default
Feeling sick
Of existing
To quicken the pace
I submit
To an overlord
Order
I staunchly oppose
I’d force open
The border
But let the doors
Close
And can’t help
But adore her
As I decompose
Finding some last
Delusional
Semblance
Of purpose
In work
In abstractions
Attempts to
Convert this
Innate worthlessness
To constructively
Gained
From my fate at its terminus
Publicly
Hanged

Allow me to dine on your palate of fears
And I'll let you drink from my tempest of tears
Surrender your soul to my spirit's dominion
And I'll let you tell me your worthless opinion

On states of the union and feminist lit
I am ******* immortal, I don't give a ****
I was born to keep peace and be one with the winds
I'm the tyrant king lizard still shedding his skins

So if cold my visage, and disheveled and dark
It is only because I am building an ark  
For extinction is rising, and still we're disguising
The beasts we became when we were synchronizing

Perched on a limb
Like a grim
Aquiline
Carven stone
Chill to bone
Upon passerby dine
By design
I am fearsome,
Revered by the spawn
Of the underworld
Dwelling beneath me
Upon
The withdrawn
Abyss paragon’s  
Gothic hell swan  
Monument to the last
Will and testament’s
Moribund
Moral supremacy’s
Edifice
Orotund
Ancient facade
Of the godless in gray
Overseeing eternity’s
Urban decay

Supreme leaders
Schemers
Worst of nightmares
To the dreamers
And the fiends
That they convene with
Filter out
The in-betweeners
With obscenely toxic
Shock and awe
Campaigns
Of more in flames
And the replacement theorists
Still refuse
To use
Their smarter brains
To take a look around
The demographic
Map with all its
Party lines
Redistricted across it
To partition us
Like Palestine

Try to understand
There is no distance
You can run
No stoic mountains
You could climb
To harness gods within the sun
So fret about your idle whims
And give yourselves to my distractions
To my propaganda proxy wars
And post-truth imperfactions
I don’t ask for your allegiance
No robotic pledge of trust
I simply augment every dissident
And leave the cogs to rust
In this machine there is no dream
I do not oversee production of
No show trial injustice served
Without the laws I am above
The spoils system you created
In archaic words brittanic
In the butchers venerated
By your livestock market panic
Then the walls to seal you off
So no escapegoating the ******
Then suspicions are diverted
Like a papist in your play list
Now to bow before the master
Whose ancestors were the slaves
While I disown the private property
Amassing in the graves
And in a state of omnipresent
Fear, unending terror reigns
Welcome to the revolution
All you’ve left to lose, your chains

No one knows
No one sees
My true form
Elegies
Anonymity is
My eternity
Breeze
Still the chill
That pervades
The warm veins
And intuits
Remains
She so spectrally fades
Until afterlives beckon
And banshees bemuse
As I lose once again
To the mood slayer’s blues
For the soothsayer
Pays me to play
With these words
But it’s to my dismay
They are broken records

What I’d give to recall
The name of such beauty
The state of mind-numbing
That she found me in, I’ve been
Thinking about her
Since time it stood still
And now being without her
Still wanting to fill
Every hole in her plot
With my potion in motion
A mile a minute
Spit-swapping emotion
Accented eccentric
She spoke with her eyes
For the roar of the crowd
Stole away my replies
To her pheromone’s modus
Vivendi allure
Flash backing the fragmented  
Memory’s poor
From my wandering heart
And her long journey home
Such a mystery girl
And still onward I roam

Longing
Becoming
Inherent
To me
I am yearning
Her turning
Her head back to see
In my imagery
Vividly
Visions of us
In eternally
Wondering
Wandering trust
Reaffirmed in a gesture,
A word
A display
I can’t wait
To embrace you
And next to you lay
Every night if I have to
Be glad to
Awake
To the unruly mess
Of your hair
That we make
To escort you again
To consort with you
Lend
What my pen
Can’t report
In these letters I send

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

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

Up there immersed
In your ego
Imprisoned
Untethered
Yet bound
By the truth
You envisioned
To be nothing more
Than restorative
Justice
But in your wake
Vengeance
When settled
The dust is
Just envy and wrath
Not benevolent grace
No salvation
You’d sooner
Damnation embrace
Adoration you crave
Affirmation you seek
Exaltation eludes you
The hungry and meek
Do not speak of your feats
Nor retain what you feign
Your domain out of reach
Not a firmament palace
Or kingdom of clouds
Just deluded illusions’
Identity shrouds
So come walk down among them
Again
Now and then
Then return to eternity
Lonely to spend

This is my home now
You taught me to seek it
To keep it
To teach it
And need be
To reap it
Of every last drop
Of its lessons refined
And its ocean’s
Emotions’
Unstable
Reminds
This is not paradise
40 million confined
This is not a utopian
Grandeur’s design
This is not an oasis
Of free-flowing rhyme
This is Wild West crime
Within Rome in decline
This is prices will rise
In the flames of the tides
And from not but a gleam
In the stream
Came the dream
And conceived
In its nightmarish traffic
I scheme

Not problems
Ideations
More like mental health
Math equations
Wait
Can I say that
It’s not a condition?
Just bury myself
In my work
In my mission
In reason
Still lacking a purpose
But aimed
At the brains
Of the same
Kinda strange

My archetypal anima
Could dream a billion dreams
Yet none elucidate my psyche’s
Shadow self-esteem
It yearns to be made whole again
Detaching from the soma
Yet can not mend the mandalas
That fracture its persona
From the superego servant
Of unconsciousness collective
To the individuation
Silent tyrant introspective
Still projecting as the pedagogue
The hero and the saint
But the mystic rebel overlord’s
This portrait that I paint
For I’m an evil genius author
Penning nurseries of rhymes
I am the psychopath symbology
Just read between the lines

I know I’m not cool
Like the one of you
Gleaning
The rest of your zodiac fate
From careening  
Into
Dating destiny
Seldom foreseen
But we vibe
And rewind
And defy the machine
When I need you to drift
In destruction
And riff
On the whispering
Bury my life in a ditch
Because she
Still rejects
What the opposite ***
Still expects
From just friends
When the rest all connects
In a way
In some dissonant
Distant decay
There is me
There is you
There is no other way
To continue the carry on
More
Other lovers
Each night
I just write
What the shovel uncovers

They say revenge, its own reward
Found at the edge of history
Is best served colder than the war
In discourses of mystery
But tasty nonetheless because the flesh
Is what we bless
And what the West will know as Gilgamesh
If sins of father’s fail to see
That prequel tales of Babylon
Still presage inhumanity