Indiscernible language orations
A prayer
Almost palpable now
In the air
Is it fear
Of a God
That compels their devotion
The spoken word utterance
Faithful awoken
With all of the vehement
Furor of man
Dispossessed of his land
Grippin’ tight to his chest
A pulled pin full of sin
Intifada Quran
Understanding his place
In the maker’s good graces
Mistaken intentional flawless
Creation
My ritual suicide serpent
Salvation

Choose not to partake
I forsake
Pleasure-seeking
Deprive my desires
Of decadent sleeping
In speaking
Reserved
Only purposefully
Verbal
Averse to attachment
And suffer eternal
Existence alone
In a godless indifference
Illusions compel me no more
To their influence

I saw
How the world
Felt without her
Beside
The unbridled temptation
To soar through the sky
At the end of the earth
Where I still hear the chirping
Of never come home
And I never knew less
Than an age made of stone
But despite how I roam
Like a satellite phone
And the void beckons sweeter
Than her pheromone’s
Ceremonious coaxing
My psychosis
Host
Into melding together
Its empathy ghost
With her most
Incandescent
Vivaciousness
Spirit
I couldn’t quite overcome
Why I still fear it

Then I’m back in the lab
Like the ghost
Of Ahab
As the coast
Is consumed
In the gloom
Fog of mad
And out from it emerges
Convergence
In form
Of the soon
Be forgotten
Undying
Reborn
From the torn
More asunder
Than plausibly
Posed
Like the posies
In bloom
Where no sign of life
Grows

Intent is in
The intonation
How I feel you
Hear you say it
How your truth disguise
Displays it
How your lying eyes
Betray it
Once the probing question
Raises
How could I be seen as racist?

Public life
Afterlife
Spotlight is dim
And it flickers
And fades
Like a stage
Pseudonym

We shared the same room
The same bed
But I dread
Getting into her head
When inside her undoing
Eschewing from ruining
This union through
Everything I would say
I could do
To keep you
From discovering never a love
I declared to be true
And least of all this ill attraction unto
Her lascivious libidinous
Easy come
Easy go, watch me leave
Before you
Even know

Don’t circle back
Nor derail off the track
When you come around
Seeking
The answers I lack
For to be
Is to think yourself
Universe-centered
And few could but fathom
The others I’ve entered
Demented
And tempted
By lovers lamented
Extents to which most
Only ghost me
Preventing

False flags,
Fallen idols
Are flatlining vitals
Declines of empires
Who can’t feed their people
Distractions of
Factions of
Separate but equal
And even the pretense
Democracy wanes
Until only
The cash-cropper’s
Judgment remains
As the guild
Fixes prices,
Elections,
Opinions
But can’t repair roads
Lead to Roman dominion

What divinities
Beckon me
This time
Enchanted
Enraged consciousness
In a shell of
Recanted
Positions all formerly
Formative
Certain
Result in this normal
Pejorative
Version
This boring
Embittered
Automaton
Person
More callous
More crass
Far less likely
To help
Unless it
Can enrich
My immortalized
Self

The you when I see you
Can still express care
I’m just trying to see through
The screens everywhere
Everywhere that I go
Still enjoying the show
You’re all bound
To the sound
Alter egos aglow
At the spotlight’s behest
They’re all altered at best
Your identity?
Industry
Image ******
And when faced with the truth
You prefer picturesque  
But unfiltered
Be sure
My persona charade
In the digital world’s
No cliché masquerade

More passer
Than dribbler
The scritch and scratch
Scribbler
My flow is a river
In come what May
Winters
I swim in the shiver
And even in bloom
All my numinous
Withers
My luminous
Gloom
Still obscured
To the witness
My freakiest nature
Survivalist
Fitness
A wishlist
Of ashes
Compassion
Impulse
And with tact
My collapsing
Synapses
Convulse

Guess we weren’t worth saving
Or only that once
The pretense of salvation
Was dust into dust
Just to sire creation
Abandoned to fate
But still willing us freedom
To reincarnate
As you did
The deceiver
The charlatan
Prophet
Instilled with your Word
And imbued with your gifts
But like any man
Bows
Before my
Hieroglyphs

Infinity drifts
In a sea of could be
Of serenity
But deep beneath it is me
Still submerging myself
Where the light doesn't reach
Instead of sun-bathing
My shell on the beach
Where at least I would only
Imagine
The fathoms
Below me, the undertow
Dragging me slowly
Away from the shoreline security
Lonely
Back to the Abysses' jaws
Gaping
And homely
As ever it were,
To the pensive philosopher
Sunk in his sordid, assorted
Leviathans
Grasping for breath-bereft depths
That inspire him

Does it think
Any more
Any less than I do
Or does it simply do
What it has to get through
An inherent, instinctive
Autonomous act
Irrefutably true
Biological fact
Just does not seem to me
To be easy, believed
I myself think enough
For us both to perceive
And in consciously willing
It so do I know
It indeed contemplates
Where in death does it go

This is my life now
Be told what to do
Just get used to the ways
That I fail to please you
Could be going through some
Minor
Internal crisis
Infecting
Afflicting
My love like a virus
And I just
Want something
To cure the
Divide us
Retire my
Self-righteousness
And unite us
But try as I might
For impartial
Provider
I’m building a home
With some sticks
And a lighter

This bastion
Comes crashing
Dystopian
Social experiment
Taxing
So prone
To mob rule
To upheaval
Amassing
But passing that off
For empowered
Is lacking
If all that amounts
To each other
Attacking
And in the ensuing
Hysteric highjacking
Of lives
Livelihoods
And our whereabouts
Tracking
We back oligarchic
Solutions
Divided
Or seek an anarchic
Conclusion
Ignited

And now I will boast
For my pride is engorged
On abandonment’s ghost
Of the friendships I’ve forged
Through the depths
Ever delving
In deeper
To molten
The curtain of iron
Fist rules
Of the sultan
Could bring the judgmental
Before us
Defined
Could appeal sentimental
Committing the crime
And never so much
As offend
When the pen
That I wield
Ever mightier,
Summons the end

I need only to smirk and you’re mine
Anytime
If it’s god that you want
I have dozens in mind
Devilishly divine
Bending time like a grandeur delusional
Spine  

In a mad hatter ectoplas-mystical slime
A prismatic drug addict’s first nursery rhyme
Of accursed hearse verses of graphic design
Now to lay to rest intellect spectacles musing
Of selves glorified more than those of my choosing
To deify Destiny’s
Deathly serenity
Plentifully sending me vibrant surprises
And penning my ending in violent demises
Disguises surmised by the climate arises
Girl always there riding my similar waves
As I try to save face digging mechanized graves

But the cloud tentacles
To the depths
Drag me down
To demented ascension
Black holes in the ground
Where disciples of light
And my huntress in white
Vivify me by day
Resurrect me at night
To instruct and deduct
Reasoning in a state
Of a being supreme
Contemplating its fate

Most days I’m normal
Can pass for
A person
Just slightly on edge
Of the world
I’m immersed in
Require the same
Bare essentials
To thrive,
I imbibe
And ingest
All it takes
To survive
But request
On occasion
The rest
Make exception
And see me as more
Than the point
Of conception

But for her
I am lust
And libido
Entrust
Every ******
Of my blade
To the page
And combust
Like a wayward inferno,
A magnified ant,
A Promethean seedling,
A nuclear plant
And my rant
Slash and burn
Still unearthing
Unerring
From Gaia rebirthing
‘Til deathless
Despairing
And wear her depression
Expression
Unvarnished
Full force of her nature
Have I learned to harness
And won’t soon submit
To her profligate
Enemies
Taking her vengeance
To weather extremities
When their atrocities
Go unrepentant
All in
Her empyrean
I am transcendent

These national
Rations
Don’t cut it for me
So I take my fair share
Indiscriminately
It gets dim in here
Sometimes
But moonlighting in
Is the ravenous
Werewolf
At home in his skin
As the rest of flesh
Crawls
At the crack of his grin
In the back of his grimacing mind
Pulls the pin
And explodes ego overloads
Headiest spin
Still forewarned
Have the vanquished
In desperation
Formed against him,
A last ditch’s
Coalition

But have failed
Every time
Tried to match his travails
With a pales in comparison
Devil details
Get the gist?
His hiss kisses
With stone cold abyss
He’s the nail in the wrist
Of your Christmas wish list
And he first gave the Satyr
The paper to burn
And he first tabled
Time revolutions
A turn

As you gawked
At flaw-stricken
Bird paradise feathers
He tinkered
With weather
To build you an ark
And when questioned
His genius
Just witty remarks
I’m the sleight of hand,
Smoking gun,
Shot in the dark
I’m The Engels
Revved engines,
Red vengeance of Marx  
And still shark any bullet
With frenzied
Aggression
Then just as swift
Teach you
Its history lesson

Felt good to be coveted,
Wanted,
Desired
But she was too simply
In normalcy mired
And barely could form
An opinion
Or query
And of my intentions
Seemed overly
Wary
As if I was there
To embarrass,
Abandon
Her, at my expense,
My performances
Stand-in

Beyond the beyond
I believe I have seen
That existence itself
Is a dream in a stream
Drifting to shores
Of what does it all mean
Are we nothing but sand
In a recurrent theme

Could we be everything
But still be so blind
Universal potential
To limit the mind
To what this is now
As less than divine
Such beautiful creatures
Of Nature's design

The peak of the climb
To be free of this chain
To desire for not
But this infinite brain
This hunger for wisdom
Is all we need gain
We can bask in the sun
Of reptilian pain

Let it flow through each vein
As the warming ignites
A meltdown of global
And personal blights
To sharing this land
To end civil plights
And still save the world
From its dying last rites

In the narrowest sites
Of the hunters of gold
Armed to the teeth
With the things that they hold
In small heads and hands
In hearts of sheer cold
They see Mother Earth
As a ***** to be sold

It's polluting my soul
To a coal ash despair
But I'm only one man
Why the **** should I care?
Because I can choose  
To just live on a prayer
Or become the answer
That takes us all there

Every night since
It’s subliminal
Hints
It’s the criminal
Underworld’s
Underling
Prince
That evinces
His regal
Enfeebled ambition
With pride
His exile
Erstwhile form’s
Normal disguise
Circumscribed
To confined
To confide in himself
For how could they relate
Even less
Could they help

Becoming a part
Of much larger
Than life
With the gods I grew up with
Commanding the night
And the lights were spasmodically
Slicing it bright
As the crowd coalesced
In an ecstasy
Entropy
Sound waves controlling us,
Moving us
Mentally
Physically flailing,
Unruly expression
We all brought the energized
Sonic aggression
United in movement
In moonlit catharsis
A metal head horde
All adorned in the darkness
Until the last body dropped
Non-stop frenetic
Enlivened
Inspiring
My most poetic

Just keep taking
Aggravating
Me with every smile faking
Have to get along
I know
But I can’t wait
For you to go
No longer even think us friends
Just here until the leasing ends
But spend
And spend
Don’t make amends
Don’t pay for anything
Pretend
You’re welcome,
Wanted,
Here belong
That this is even
Right and wrong
You’ve made it so
It’s only mine
This house,
The home
You undermine
And treat as if
It’s limitless
All you consume
To still exist
Beneath a roof
You can’t afford,
Behind closed doors
Of insecured

Check my ambitions
Of power and greed
For today I must write
What the histories
Read
Not what leaves me
Beleaguered by
Years of devotion
Implosion
Awhirl with
Conflicted emotion
On one hand
The wheel
Toward the road ahead
Steering
Just now I’m not paid
To set down the path
Veering
The other still reaching for
Lists to give
Tips
And a look back to see
The familiars I’ve missed
How I wished to keep
Rolling along
What I learned
A new town
The best spots
Play my songs
As I earned
An affordable  
Stature
An honestly
Modest
Addition
Opinion
On timeliness
Promised
A charioteer
For a castle beside
The vast shore
And horizon
Deep into
I’d ride
Down its corridors
Stride
In its passages
Hide
And its passengers
Welcomed
Their guide to confide

Inspired
Beguiled
Amused
And perplexed
By the myriad nature scapes
I have witnessed
In my search for more wandering
Aimlessly pondering
How to make sense
Of such magnificence
And with eloquence
Write how it never relents
In bewildering
Vividly I reminisce
What it felt like to bask
In the thralls
Of sublime
And if only more people
Could see it as I

Republic imperial
Neo-Liberial
Free men enslaved
To a culture material
First world of money’s
God’s people, the chosen
The broken and mentally illness
Unspoken

Did you come here to bask
In the thralls of your hubris
Or seek inspiration
For what it
Illumines
And true to its
Slightly
Unnaturalized
State
Did you find
To your liking
It’s in
Personate?

Dreadfully sorry
You must be mistaken
I wanted no part
In these games you partake in
But still play along
And assume any role
With a character flaw
Even critics extoll
To behold a performance
Befitting of class
Acting fake
Then you make it
Identity’s mask
But my eyes independently
Scan and discern
And my tongue lashes out
When I hunger to learn
Why the rest
Of the pesky insects
Drone away
Just to miss my shade change
All too late
And fall prey

Your soul not worth its weight in gold
Your lust devalues love within
Your pulse is thawing asset slush
Your greed decays my crawling skin

Your pools of excess no one needs
Your reigns of power crash on stock
Your floods of wealth they trickle down
Your drowning debt's my doomsday clock

Your mass consumption starves our dreams
Your trade deals drain our wishing well
Your tax breaks crush our frailest hopes
Your free market's my prison sell

Your loans are predatory sharks
Your health plan is a ponzi scheme
Your advertisements bleed me dry
Your credit card's my guillotine

Your profit's my minimum cage
Your cost of life insures my death
Your wage, my concentration camp
Your price tag's on my final breath

Conflating your drama
For trauma
What isn’t
In this day and age
Just a for-profit prison?

Creating personas
Coronas
Who doesn’t
Go clubbing or pubbing
With someone who wasn’t?

Equating your other
Half-lover
When found
If indifference we all
Are made hole in the ground?

But the sun doesn't shine
Upon me
As it used to,
Feel so attached to
My precious devices
And harnessing its
Divine potency
Just to see
Seems as if I'm
Disregarding its poetry
Blind to abusing its glow
To be shown
An ephemeral glimpse
Of some remnant of home
But its spark does not energize
My own creations
Just sates them with meager
Technology rations
And hooks me to wires
And cables
Like playthings

If space is to be bought and sold
And shipped to distant galaxies
I only ask we keep ourselves
Still grounded in realities
And not forget our one true home
Has nurtured us since birth
And all it asks of us in kind
Is think first of the Earth

Reverting the introvert
Outward upon you
The world doesn’t know me
And isn’t the only
One I have seen
Gleaming
Its translucent dream
But I couldn’t explain
What it possibly means
From within
My domain
The confines
That contain
I guess brain’s
Single mind
Is the accurate phrase?

I would have gave you the sun
And the moon
And the stars
The skies and the seas
And the world would be ours
I'd make them all bow
And they'd fall to their knees
Serenade you with pleas
For but a mere glimpse
Into our galaxies

All time and space offered
From my eyes to yours
Oh what we could've seen
The kingdoms I'd build you
My goddess, my queen
Universal our minds  
Would shrink not to thoughts
Of how to transcend
The distance between us
Should all of this end

There would just be two hearts
And the love that they share
As one harmony sound
Of the last autumn leaf
As it floats to the ground
But you were still searching
When I found this peace
In your beating war drum
That still signifies
That winter has come

Ceaseless sorrow serenading
One more day
Spent contemplating  
How the greater poets do it
Lose her
And somehow
Get through it
Crafting elegance
Insensate
Any more or less
Dispense with
Manacles of moving on
To find in Nature’s
Mind
The bond
Beyond the realms
Of what dispels
The limitation’s seven hells
Like wedding bells
And knells of death
The faint and dissonant
Regret

The me revolution
Is patient and passive
Inside it amasses
A gathering rage
In a riotous tempest
At bay, kept away
From the hubris-imbued
Alter egos by day
The mundane and in vain
Solar-powered display
When they do not see life
As a precious resource
And they only know peace
When it’s taken by force
Of the choosers’ illusions
And terrorists’ wars
Tax burden exemptions
On white, sandy shores
That to most appear deserts’
Oasis mirages
To me they are merely
Blood-splattered collages

On checks for the OPECs exchequers in
Texas
And Brexits perplexing new nexus of rexes
Whose tax is so lax that it’s stacked on our backs
And the hacks get away with their cyber attacks
Until crash goes the system when viruses spread
I just upload the ones that get stuck in your head

Inimitable
All comparison pales
Evoke the grandeur
Of my hubris
In your cautionary tales
For if it fails
To tell your story
Better than
Yourself
It loses
Right to choose its
Fallen angels
To your detri-
Mental muses
And the few
Who take control
And can command
Their true potential
Seldom further still
Master the skill
Of making instrumental
What no artist
In my presence
Would pretentiously proclaim,
This is talent,
This is gifted,
This is critical acclaim
Without first
Due credit given
Driven by
A motivation
Inclination to creation
From some source of inspiration

Behold my stentorian roar
Peroration
In vehement, bellicose
Vituperation
Verbose in its prose
Overdose inclination
Towards mostly morose
Evokes ghosts
Intimation
Past revenants, resonant
In my unhesitant
Unbridled
Diatribe lines’
Leftist sentiment
Only sometimes
Over-confident, arrogant
When my existence itself
Is aberrant
To reverent
Irritants kneeling in
Deference
To an insouciant idol’s
Insistence
They pay its lip service’s
Idle indifference
But mine is a kind
Of unspoken rules broken
A voluble diffidence
Inner-peace woken
To worlds at war waging
Enslavement wage
Graving
New power mad-craving
Stark raving mad tyrants
But pirates still plundering
Rites
Remain silent
The voices
Whose choices
Are foisted
Then hoisted
In banner years’
Foreign fears
As the truth
Disappears
And then from chaos
Disorder erupts
Gushing forth repercussions
Of paint brushes hushed
For too long
The swan song
Has been throngs
Of hope crushed
Til there must
Come the ******
Of the poet’s sword
Vocal cords
Raised
Like the fist
Of the podium-pounding
Upstage
Of the passive-resistance
To change’s
Parade

The precursor civilizations
Behold
One of tantamount
Mountains of gold
And untold
Riches stolen
From previous peoples
And kingdoms of old
Inhabiting lands
Spanning oceans of sands
And extending their hands
The empire expands
Beyond wildest dreams
The forerunners envisioned
And for recompense
Of their grandeur
Submission
To ancient traditions
Predating the gods
Until one culture’s trash
Is the fortune of frauds

True sides of yourself
See them broken
Misshapen
Concealed
Then revealed
Then what’s real
Is mistaken
Such fear,
Such despair
Your whole life
Disrepair
And if someone once loved you
They no longer care

Another night
To roam alone,
Reclaim my ronin
Ego throne
I came a long way
Just to learn
In solitude
Could not discern
With certainty
I would return
To once a month
Day offers
Coffins
As my will
To power
Softens
Glossing out
The fanciful
Declassifying
Push and pull
Numeric factors,
Data hackers,
Economical
Disasters
Should they prove
My widow maker
Currently
No single taker
Seems to want to
Etch her lie
Across my heart
And hope to die

Lately I find
Being lost
Not so bad
When you have a few friends
With whom bonds ironclad
Can withstand
An onslaught
Of discordant ordeals
With a steely resolve
Then we share how it feels
To be searching still
Looking for love and discovery
Mired in grinding through days
Made of drudgery
Judge me
I dare you
Assume that you know us
And hate us,
Degrade us,
We’ll dance on your graves
And defile the racists
Contagious our sickness
Is wit with a vicious
Charisma ice cold
And the guillotine’s swiftness
Abysses don’t phase us
When muses have made us
Inspired and proud
To share gifts that they gave us
All flawed and imperfect
But kind and sincere
Genuine
To the bitter end’s
Nothing to fear

Long ago a creature
Of a far more primal sort,
Not fit to deem itself “a people”
Lived a nasty, brutish, short
Existence marked
By woe and ill
It reveled in recurring
Genocidal
Bloodlust for the thrill
Of an inherent need to ****
It was incapable of making
Gleaming cities made of gold
It barely scraped two stones together
Starting fires in the cold
To call it thriving
Would be lying
To the modern, honest man
Without some product to be buying
Or some money in his hand
Because today
We have forsaken
Savage ways
We have no stake in
And we only claim possession
Of the things we haven’t taken
Through the force of arms alone
Like troglodytes
With clubs of bone
For mass destruction
Weapon threats
Now keep the peace
A fallout zone
Unless the beastly race forgets
His place
Within society
And in this perfect world begets
A discontent anxiety

I said depressing
Not depression
One describes
And one implies
A more immutable
Condition
A disorder
We disguise
And when revealed
To you
It seals
Your condemnation
Of my plight
For I am just
The silence shrieking
In the darkest depths
Of night
And this is just
A cry for help,
An SOS,
A desperate plea
That resonates
In your commiseration  
So inaudibly

Beginnings seem to end
Somewhere in the middle
Twenty-three years
Of forgetting to remember
Momentous mountains moved to tears