The price would be more
Than a thousand word cost
To not paint the picture
Of paradise lost
Yet drawing the portrait's
Most ugly complexion
Erases the face's
Most vibrant reflection
So care must be taken
For how you will choose
To make a new world
Of all colors and hues

Young shielded dove
Adorned in armor
Know your limits
You have flaws
You are mortal
You break laws
Imperfectly impermanent
You can not change the world
Just raise it on your shoulders
While you’re standing in the Underworld
Amongst the fallen soldiers
Just an Atlas Mountain boy
Conflicting with Olympus gods again
To reinstate the void
And burnin’ money like it’s nothin’
But the paper vapors puffin’
Chillin’ like a battle droid
‘Cuz all the Marvel war machines
Have all the DC jobs destroyed

Makes us human
Not machine
Compels us to
Laugh at obscene
Without the instinct
Speciation
Specious,
Merely
Speculation
Artifice intelligence
The origin itself
Distorted
Only intuitions
Sort it
Out
For we are more
Conformed to flout
The mechanistic
Too simplistic
Logic
Carbon  
Organisms
In a rhythmic
River of
Consistent flow
Step in,
Step out
And then you know
This life anew
Not quite
A circle
Its dynamics
Sempiternal

The gangs are the left
I’m the master suspicion
She’s not coming back
Not a star
To be wishin’
Upon
So go fish
For a dish in the kitchen
Soups on
And the homeless
Are worlds away
Hoping
Soon all be revealed
As the kid
Interloping
Some empath,
A scribe,
Messenger
In his stride
Impish his
Disposition
The Pacific
In his glide
And his mind
Is awhirl
Wind divining
Declining
Empire
Design
For the architect’s
Shape-scaping
Wasteland of mine
But the tribe
Is his center
His entryway to
Centuries
Of rich heritage,
Culture,
And food

Reap the rewards
Of my sacrifice
Waning
With mastery over
The death I was
Draining
My lack of condolences
For the deceased  
For the filter feeds
Bottom feeds
Newsfeeds
A feast
Not the least bit concerned
With who lives
And who dies
It’s just malice and madness
That sells
And belies
We’re all smiles and gladness
But something inside
In its torturous torment
So tacitly writhes

What is home anymore
To the dust in the wind
How can I come back
From the places I've been
I tumble through deserts
And cross empty streets
As they carry my streams
To a sea of deceits
I'm adrifting in time
As I thirst to learn how
I can distance myself
From the one I am now
Just some kid on a quest
To be more than a man
At the dead end of job
And retirement plan
But what destination
Could finally free
My spirit imprisoned
In reality

Am I actually sleeping
Or resting assured
Am I truly at peace
Or some sort of unmoored
Don’t know nothing about me
Just how I would feel
If I left her without me
The rest is unreal
Now I’m too deep
Too far
To turn back
Even if
Shades of solitude
Often too
Hard to resist
But still vastly outweighing
My thrive in the dark
Is my strive
To undauntedly
Follow my heart  
And dispose of the key
That once locked it away
And get used to the growing old
Life
Day by day

Demons and drudgery
Goblin skullduggery
Monday curmudgeonly
Wake to dismay
Have to wait
For another weekend
To complain
To carouse
And impart
What I can not explain
In a text
To the me
Reading back
In the future
When I loop it back
Like a needle thread suture
To mend open wounds
And remind me of times
I was still bleeding out
These palliative rhymes

Put me through miles
Of tortuous trials
All while the torturous
Boredom beguiles
Me spending it
Pending
My breakthrough’s
Approval
Potential is fading
In tandem with youthful
Refusal to sit back
And idly by
Just observe and report
The cloud forms in the sky

Something takes hold when moon replaces sun
Its rise above the night heralds the beast I will become
A slave to her beauty, servant to her will
Dehumanizing more and more with every man I ****
Pain can not be measured as the wolf takes its form
By razor sharp claw, the garments are torn
Bone twists, muscle expands, and senses ignite
The transformation ends when I bathe in her light
Between man and beast I have now crossed a border
On all fours I cry out , begging for her order
Carried by the winds, sweet smell of flesh blows
Tantalizing it slithers, just under the nose
I follow the scent through dark-wooded forest
Deep in the distance the howls are chorused
When at long last I come upon a campsite of men
I lick my lips in hunger, and make my move then
After the screaming, the blood and the fear
There is nothing else left, no sign of life here
It’s all over now and I leave this place
But standing before me, in front of my face
Is a beaten, scarred man, taking aim with his gun
He wreaks of sheer terror but still does not run
An instinctive leap precedes a blast of red fire
The silver mass cold, yet hot as a pyre
A bite to his neck is all I can muster
The last thing I see is my maiden’s white luster
This monster inside, to new host is shifted
Released from my torment, the curse is now lifted

The anti-social socialist
Rebelling in my cavernous
Passive aggressive pessimistic
Bottomless abysmal bliss
An optimist illusionist
As broken as a communistic
Idealistic nihilist
Persistent in my will to power
All these people coexist
The movement moves at zero hour
Time is of the essences
And fruits of labor, rather sour
When the truth can be dismissed
For stories far more humanist
So I include some sudden twists
And spin it like a columnist
Then spit it like a Bolshevik
To kick this ***** like old dog tricks
I’m king of the empiricist
Globe-trottin’ like a colonist
Until I conquer all of this
My omniversal alias
Shall be the metaphysicist

Chase the next high
I just drag out the time
And reply
Perhaps less
Than the next average guy
Mystified
By external
Infernal
Contraptions
Enraptured
The dread in my head
Or the sideline distraction
I’ve mastered
Attractions
But not what the urge
Keeps insisting I do
To distinctly
Diverge
From instinctively
Acting
It out
Or believing
That someday far from it
Again
I’ll be fleeing

We liked to start pyres
And dance with the devil
Conspired to sire
Empires to level
We reveled in vices
Incited deceit
Then delighted in slaughter
Without eating meat
For the sheeple beneath us
Did not understand
How our black magic covenant
Did not demand
Some occult loyal following,
Supplicants bowed
To society’s
Just be a face in the crowd
Looking back
In judgmental
Disdain
For our kind
Liberated
We watched
As the rest of them died
In our most wicked rendezvous
Learning to fly
We devised evil plans
Of dispelling the norms
We divined how to conjure up
Energy storms
But were still good together
Not hurting a soul
Save the two we had long ago
More or less
Sold

Saw the world
Perfect
This money’s not worth it
I swear it
Existed
Immediately
But beyond
Panoramas
Interminably
Conflict looms
To disturb,
To unbalance,
Perturb
Should we seal ourselves off
And kick fixes to curb
Such delusional
Fantasy
Fallacies
Cannot be
Anything more
Than alternative sanity

In the morning dread darkness
A comforting calm
Before storms of distress
Offers no sort of balm
To the overload mental
Disorders dismembered
On different directions
I’m pulled and outstretched
A laborious task master
Taxing unrest
Is the only force
Carrying on
To conclusion
To do it
Or just give it up
The illusion
I’m actually qualified,
Capable,
Savvy
With info wars waging
My piece of the happy

How many times do I have to say it
Your very first breath
Was a form
Of enslavement  
Not to me
Certainly
Who would do that?
You of course
Don’t submit
To some other guy’s
Chat
Just my splat
Not again
It was sooner
Dependent
On any first girl
In the clime
Who was willing
To aid
In the world order crime
And unto has bade
The injustice of mine

Peace is of puzzles
All scattered
Before me
When war
Was more formerly
Stories
To bore me
And poor getting poorer
The norm
Uncontested
Made sense
But incensed
Nonetheless
We’ve invested
A fortune
Of favors
Engraved
In our labors
Subjected,
Subtracted,
Enslaved
By day traders
Invaders
Advance
From each angle
Except
When the mangled,
Star-spangled reign
Steps to the left
Because then there’s the problem
We solve them
Unarmed
And we educate,
Raise them
To raze
The alarm
Should its nightmarish
Blaring
Scaremongers
Come knocking,
Its gun-cocking,
Crack-rocking,
Lawbreakers
Mocking
The locked
Ballot box,
The tik-toks,
The youth lost
Yet to feed them
Spare change
Is all that it would cost

You think you have talent,
Uniqueness,
A gift
An instinctive
Distinct
Perspicacious skill with
What so few have made living
An art form reform
When they couldn’t conform
To the unwritten norm
For you’re born in a system
Demanding you work
But in love with a world
That inspires this quirk
Yet requires you keep it
Concealed and repressed
And you can’t pay for food
By describing depressed
Maybe meet someone special,
Who tries to relate
But however wholeheartedly
Fails to equate
What this practiced,
Precocious,
Essential component
That constitutes genuine you
In the moment
Is saying,
Conveying
With their still delaying
To find the right words
To recite as you’re laying
In rest
For the rest of eternity
Was
Just absurdly,
Assuredly
Lacking because

****** expressions
And micro-aggressions
Connections,
Perceptions
And lasting impressions
Still can’t comprehensively
Summarize
Talk
Just communicate
What we
So seemingly
Sought

This country’s just a neoliberal economic
Republic imperial fitty-state hill
Where the rebels take shots ‘atch’yuh
Heavens on top uh yuh
Fox Ford Fiesta’s
Sell freedom to swastikas
Then let ‘em know
Where the Pokémon go
That the Zilla God rose
From the frozen shadows

What does it all matter
Religion and science
The future is now
And the gods are behind us
Reminding us where we let
Faith conquer fact
And believed only some higher powers impact the track record of humans in union
Just Trumans in ruins
Betrayed constitutions
And freedom illusions
In each revolution

Until at the grass roots we grow a new movement
To rise up and wake up the slumbering giants
The common man’s struggle to topple the tyrants, we’ve done it with violence, but never with silence
But in reconciling the ghosts of our past
With the differences in all the shadows they caste
We can iconoclast the plastic misconception
That all of our saviors need win an election
To bail out oppression with jail cell detention
And hush any mention of selfless expression

When bullets are ballots and money is mallets, then liberty’s truth is injustice for all
We can fall to our knees and praise be to a wall
Or measure the magic in this crystal ball
If we keep seeing fortunes and fame
On the brain, then the lions we tame will in vain take the blame
And all of us lose the food chain waiting game
As I share my Thomas Paine going insane

It’s the fact
That I still even laugh
I’m assured
At the end of my rope
I have not yet endured
Unobscured by false hope
And allured by despair
Grown inured to rock bottom’s
Idyllic nowhere
Seen it clear
As I know you still know
That I care
That the soul consciousness
Of the universe
Pales
In comparison to
What the two of us had
For I still read it gladly
As you see me sad
Think me mad do you,
Well,
Maybe unwell at best,
And at worst
Still alive
As the day that she left

Panicking
Panicking
Vanishing
Sanity
What would I do if she notices
Manic me
Banding together
With dissociation
Untethered
And severed from
All limitation
Though wandering aimlessly
Fathomless depths
Recollecting the cost
Of my countless regrets
In a frenzy
Frenetic
Warp portal
Distortion
Awoken
And dreaming
Without
Disproportion
Beyond
What this vessel
Could ever contain
Unrestrained,
Scatterbrained,
Cogitation
Unchained

We don’t know
What makes it
Gives way
To its presence
What manifests
Consciousness
Anyone’s guesses
But please rest assured
Inconclusive is bliss
I suspect
And expect
That the answer to this
Would be nigh on
Inscrutable,
Vexing,
Immutable
Mystery boxes
Whose contents
Unusable
Lose your mind trying,
Go mad with despair,
Clawing frenziedly,
Frantically
Rip out your hair
But your scalp
And your skull
And the null void within
Won’t reveal
Either still
How it makes the head spin
So give in
To the severance
From its
Malevolence
Join me apart
From its self-indulge
Edifice

Did you really think
Making it
Finding it
Easy
Just comes to you naturally
Gifted from god
But remember
You’re out here
Exposing the fraud
Not applauding the fake
Till you make it
Free trade
See right through
The duplicitous
Profit charade
Under guises
Devising
Their statement of mission
Proselytization
New world
Imposition
Of ordered
Conforming
Adhere
And obey
I remain the untamed
Feral dog day
Astray

Figuratively
I’d like to believe
But realistically speaking
Don’t wish to deceive
You with what I have been through
Confusing serenity’s faith
In repose
With the blame I assign to
My deity woes
With which all of the fallible
Gods I expose
To Elysiums painted
In war-shaded rose
For its in graceless minds,
Wicked hearts they take shape
And give form to the genocide, arson and ****
Growing fat on the spoils of fate
And the prayers
Of the hunger still searching through scraps
For fair shares

Prophet of lightning
Herald of gods
As the master of self
Tell me, what are your flaws?
Do you lurk in the shadows
And follow their steps?
Do you dwell on the twilight
Of leadership’s depths?
For as wise as you are
And as perfect a writer
The language of love
You have yet to decipher
It seems that in willing to power
You fail
To envision the overlord
Drawn to full scale
Perhaps not in your image
Or by your own hand
Can these creatures be made
The superior man
When their fate is extinction
Though not yet condemned
Are all your disciples
Who walk among them
To live and to grow
To be free and to choose
To triumph with pride
And to learn how to lose
As they fall from the grace
Of the bliss of belief
To share in eternal’s
Recurring motif

Strengthened by our family ties
Yet wrapped-up in the week
Despite our peachy states of mind
Tomorrow looked like rain
Treading in the floodwaters
Of one more hurricane

Yet we serve to feel their pain
And share it as a team
For divided we will fall
But together we will rise
Beyond the tempests of ourselves
To clarify the skies

From the blue and grey disguise
Behind the clouds we hid the sun
Shining through the open doors
To meet their needs we must restore
The broken home communications
Starting at the corps

Lest we forget that we're the tide
The constant force of change
We ebb and flow in harmony
Or crash upon the sand
No disasters come between us
Or the oceans that we've spanned

And I have been at your command
To guide you through the storm
A drifting captain's leadership
Found purpose in his crew
The cargo beating in my heart
That ever carries on for you

Limited by
Writing just for the sake of it
Struggle to find
Any sense I could make of it
Life seems to be
Just to be
Mystery
So perplexingly
Mystifies me
Just to see
What becomes of the moon and the stars
And the sea
Without humans to name them
To reach out and claim them
Like gods who condemn them
To time and space wasteland

Only the dead see the end and its peace
So I keep it like Middle East priests on the beat
No retreat, I delete any cottonmouth’s tweet
With that Northern aggression white phosphorous heat
The Taino elite sickle slash and burn grass
Social class bashin’ sarin gas critical mass
I got caskets on deck for your company’s tech
Cause these money machines elect more college debt
So forget it, don’t sweat it, I got you kids diggin’
The vibe that I’m givin’ off riggin’ your system
With victimless crimes and cold warrior rhymes
Blowin’ mines deep inside of your blood diamond minds
Lucy Sky, Apple pie, with a hint of My Lai
From an all seeing why where the who  goes to die?

Exhaustion
Not often
My intimate friend
Yet still sleeping on novels
I haven’t yet penned
Too dependent
On preoccupied
Idle mind
With prosaic distractions
I seldom rewind
To reflect back upon
Or retain
The main point
I’m just getting through life
And each night
At this point

Upticks in attention,
Transmission statistics
Explicit suggestions
Of ****** wish lists
Been busy today
Grinding green is go
Slow
Don’t weigh down
On the pedal
To metal
Oh no
Now the crash
Overworked
Underfed
I dream more
When awake
Than I do in my bed

Take apart
Of me
And what do you get
Just the heart
Of a recluse
Awaiting regret
An excuse
For why I
On my failures
Rely
Justify
My abhorrent
Transgressions
Deny

Embittered
In winters
And withering prose
As I’ve wept it alone
In a tomb
Made of stone
Though heroics
Don’t show it
They mask
And aglow it
In written hubristic
Indulgence’s misfit
Admissions of guilt
It so deftly
Elicits
Consistent in
Wistfully
Weathering storms
For the other-side’s sun
And the heart that it warms

Spoken with the lost out there
Among the stars in creeping gray
Surrendered to the never ending
Time will never be this way
Just wanted you to be
The more
Than I would ever
Let together
Out among the stars
Implore
The life will never be this way
Again
For in there
I was Dead
And never ever thought
Me better
Than the thoughts
Inside your head

To you
I’m just
Some guy you like
To me
You are
A trip in psych
Another patient
Mission statement
Feels I catch
In stages nascent
All too soon
To be so honest
By your beauty
Still astonished
Happenstance
Compelled us here
Now no tomorrow
Need we fear,
For you have
My word in writing
I will make our paths colliding
Just tell me
You feel it too
And sense it in
Each day anew

She’d have to be
Close to
Perfection
To settle
The subtle,
Befuddling,
Fluttering
Stutter
All cluttered
In shortness of words
That I struggle
To utter
Some other subconsciousness
Unbeknownst lover
Discovered at just the right
Least expect moment
I let down my guard
And on her
Only focus
Like when
The end-seeking
What you never find
Enters into your life
Like a chill  
Down the spine
She would have to be into
My mind
But not mine
Wouldn’t want her submission
Just someone to listen
And kiss me
For simply
Existing
Sometimes

Can’t make her
My only good reason
For waking
For finding some semblance
Of meaning
In taking
Too much of the earth
For illusion self-worth
And this lackluster prose
Devoid even of mirth
But she makes my day
Feel
More complete
And fulfilled
And with each message sent
Overjoyed
I am thrilled
To respond then await
Formulate a response
As I anticipate
The next ghosting
It haunts

Get productive
Try to write
A little more
Copy all my older pieces
Somewhere safe
That I can store
Them for
A rainy day infinity
Just get you off
My mind
But even shining
In divinity
I can’t leave you behind

But I cannot lie to you
Soon enough die for you
Told you I’d wait
Hesitate
My goodbye to you
Even in doubt
You return to my sight
Or without you
Before me
To read what I write
I would carry on lonely
Just solely compelled
By the still so elusive
Lost homeliness
Dwelled
In its absence
Move past this
Impossible choice
For each option
A toxin
No hope to rejoice
If I go
I relinquish
My life’s work
Amounting
To stay
In old ways
I can spend the days
Counting
The fortune amassed
At last
Watch myself tear at
The seems
Fall apart
If you’re not here to share it

It shouldn’t be something
Just to get through
But a skill to take pride in
As one of the few
With a craft to be reveled in,
Relished, enjoyed
And on rarest occasion
A weapon employed
Should a dire most need
For a war of words waged
Upon those who prefer
The more literal graves
For their victims and enemies,
Childhood reveries
I bury mine
In descriptive serenities
Remedies curing me
Of morose maladies
Banal, mundane
Every day
Gray realities
Splitting dualities
Self-contradiction
Cognitive dissonant
Lawless conviction
A chaotic orderly
Misanthrope humanist
Spiritual atheist
Radical pacifist
Gifted with empathy
And equanimity
Equally balanced
In stoic disharmony
So alive
Dead inside
Cynic sanguinity
Outspoken introvert
Mortal divinity
Half full of doubt
And half empty of faith
Powerless to bring change
But I try all the same
And when shamed by a world
Torn apart
Just like me
I am wholly at peace
As I write poetry

Still wreckless as any
Top speeder
Still racin’
Their wasted time
Pitying
Other’s temptations
And breakin’
More laws
Than the bones
To pick with it
Intrinsic injustice
Inclined to resist it
And minding my own
Business
Seems like a chore
When I know keeping peace
Often looks more like war

Is there no one else
Who can match my revision
Or best me in combat
And wars of attrition
Waged on blank pages
Engaged against foes
Of the lewd and loquacious
A ****** of crows
To poetry ravens
Of my nevermore
The ink that I bleed
Oozes out from each pore
And spills to the floor
With each succubus kiss
I will drip from your lips
On the tips of your tongues
Are my Dracula trips
Which mirror the words
Of my undying curse
A lifeless reflection
Of my multiverse
Forever condemned
To a coffin of night
Painstaking my heart
With each word that I write

We have risen from dirt
To be stewards of earth
To account for all life
Free of value or worth

Evergreen in our growth
To divine suns of truth
Chlorophylling our minds
With a fountain of youth

Still losing ourselves
In an arboreality
Nurturing seeds
Of an elementality  

One of sequoias
Who weep with the willows
And make their leafbeds
Out of solid rock pillows

So spill your coal ash
In our wildest streams
You can't stop the flow
Of our lucid sea dreams

Repainting the blue
Iridescent with reefs
Transcending horizons
Of vision's motifs

Where Shamu think tanks
Dive deeper than whales
Exploring the depths
Of serpent shale scales

Who drill to our cores
As we quake with the force
Of Pompeiian eruptions
And wars of resource

They need you to want
They want you to need
Everything you don’t need
For to feed
And to breed
And relinquish your greed
Now to sleep go with you
And allow me to seed
What you dream with my schemes
What you need to be freed
Is control of the means
So that you may awaken
From gardens of greens
And see that success is not happiness, no
And nor is it found in the places you’ll go
You are under a spell of a wicked design
So I offer instead
From my sick, twisted mind
A love potion I’ve brewed
In the land before time
Come and swing from the mood
Of my suicide crime
For my primeval plot
Is to **** you with rhyme
It’s already too late
You are already mine

Memorizing names leads to the forgetfulness of the concept

Where’s the drive dude?
Still just shootin’

Never write another word
If it meant
Being
Right
Beside you
Heard

I control the stories
Said the imperialist

Can’t do anything
Write
So much my fingers hurt

An imperial power
Comes into a ****** land
Against her will

Chasin’ monsters
Now you are one

And still am the infinite
Nothingness matters
Still leavin’ the labels
On fables
In tatters