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

Once more
The public defenders
Surrender
To enemy states
Their impatience
Engenders
But we’ve seen it all
Watched the fall
Of the shopping mall
Deepseeking
Concert hall
Burning in splendor
As Nero aways
Drifts apart from the people
And watches the blaze
But if razing the standard
Is upending order
Then what say the man
Who comes up a bit shorter
What border wall
Criminal past
Must he hide
What abortions of justice
So blatantly lied
When its all checks
Imbalanced
The obvious tyrant
Dictum
And demeanor
Messianic palace
Makes you a believer
But pillars
Pill bottles
And bills
Still **** children
And thrill seeking pigs
Will keep bombing
The building
Net worth still ballooning
And dooming the planet
But now it’s too late
Like I said
Time to panic

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 seams
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

If it ceases to work
I don't know
What I'll do
I'll have nothing to contact
The outside world through
And I'll lose
All my tunes
Until it can be fixed
And recharging resumes
Unimpeded in its
I assume perhaps dusty
Or rusty old bits
Of components internal
Perplexing me so
As I've tried everything
But I still just don't know
What could be
Going on
Inside cellular cells
That prevents the replenishing
Energy wells
Of my telephone
Owned it for years
And have known
It to guide me, remind me
Wherever I roam
With but a few
Complications, malfunctions
And power corruptions
But never a problem like this
To disrupt it
From showing me that
Little spark in the corner
And phoning me home
As an alien foreigner

Don’t let it slip
What you used to do,
Used to be
Nothing good comes of me
Dreaming her
Lucidly
Looping her in
To assure
Continuity
But incongruity
Ruins the story,
The details embellished,
Withheld,
Unreported
Like those obfuscated,
Conflated
Make me
In her eyes, but a scared little boy
Verily

I heard on the state news
That your news is fake
That some other landholders
Own most of the stake
In their chokehold
Of holdings
Is taking its toll
On the working class
Progeny’s
Dreams that they stole
And so naturally
There I go
Seeking the enemy
Finding it’s simply
A credit card’s
Spending spree
Taking the shape
Of transferable currency
Zeroes and ones
Some ethereal
Sons
And their guns
Still outnumber,
Outweigh us in tons
But the Huns at the gates
And the wolves at the door
Just belie
The real causus belli
For the war
That is racking up debt
And attacking the poor
And still cornering markets
In one single store
With the rest of us
Hungry
And thirsty
For more

Try talking of climate
They’d sooner
Deny it
Try talking of politics
Seek to divide it
Try sharing your feelings
Divulging your secrets
They’d make them taboo
While exploiting your weakness
Try lead by example
Just see where it gets you
Try seizing the moment
As futures forget to
Contain you
Sustain you
Preserve your remembrance
So why try to make the world
In your resemblance?

My brain hurts again, there is merely the end
Giving thanks to a lord who is more foe than friend
For the food on my table
A plentiful harvest
Stuffing me full of the hunger for Marxist
Some people don’t eat
And I’m stuffing my face
As these butchers eat sheep
And then landfill the waste
Of consumerist cultures
And corporate success
Turning sentiment into
Black Friday excess
I digress in distress
Is this meal not enough?
Is this appetite real,
Or just craving a puff?
Of New Delhi gas chambers
A means to a trends
Of the climate denial truths
Ethnical cleanse

Feel like I lost you
First time I met you
I couldn’t just talk to you
We grew from different roots
Elements of intertwined gods of wine
Parsley sage
Rose mare ease
In time
For once she was
A grape from the vine

What could be keeping her
Fingers from texting
A few simple words
It’s absurd
And most vexing
To know she does nothing
But sulk and consume
In her room
But entombs me
In silence and gloom
Then accompanies others
Who don’t really care
Who don’t hurt with her
Worthless
In death and despair
Just impairing her judgment
In mindless libations
Her self-delude,
Self-destruct,
Numbing sensations
Pretending it’s magic
And mystic
Depression
She is an addiction
A vice
An obsession
I can
Live without
Just afraid of her gone
Was it all
Really meaningless
Fiends all along
Just regretting
Embedding
Their secrets in song

Again they both are calling
  to a tune of nightingale
Despite how much I chase the sun
  I still so crave the pale
Moonlight, stars and choruses
  that serenaded my first love
Then cast the shadows of my doubt
  upon a different kind of dove
Now buried in the depths am I
  and locked within a tomb
These melodies are faint at best
  neither dispels the gloom
Yet still they resonate throughout
  my clipped-wing chamber halls
And echo through my corridors
  and repaint all my walls
With colors of assurance
  that these cages have no ceiling
Even if I'm still unsure
  which song is more appealing

What little expected of me
Let's get on with it
Give me some students to teach
How to ponder it
This is just something I do
To keep stalling
My purest intentions
Are truly
Appalling
Obscurest dimensions
Of sanity
Scrawling
Bemusing expressions
At my beck and calling

Been all around the whirled
And saw the force field
In the skeye
And with my finger paint
Unfurled
The secrets sealed
Beyond inside  
But I was dying all the time
And living only in
My mind
Though sensing yours
Had resonated
Implicated in the crime

Don’t take it personal
Versed in rejection
It’s like they expect
A Prince Charming
Perfection
A text or two
Too much to ask
I guess, right?
You’re too busy
I get it,
Forget it,
Goodnight
It was so nice to meet
Alter ego you
Screening
Each struggle for power
Has some deeper meaning
We know what we want
Of course
Only one thing
A committed,
Submitted,
Indefinite fling

Another horizon so radiant
Fades again
Rising and falling
Evading me 'till the end
Of scintillating
Days gone, beyond knowing when
I could draw nearer to it
And caress it
And nestle it deep within me
And express it
In colors, sensations,
Vibrations, pulsations,
Alluvial figments
Of imagination
As real to me then
As they are to you now,
As salient as saline
Forms over the brow
In the heat beneath zenith
Nightmares in your sleep
When it's cold to the touch
Of what can not be reached

Lost again
Instantly
Dead to you
When
I have nothing to offer,
To give
Or to spend
And so bending
Not breaking
Descending
I tend
To forgive and forget
That you’re even my friend

What claimants
In vain
Challenge my
Right to reign
Over pages’
Precipitous,
Outpouring pain
You’re in my domain now
So sit back
And shut up
And just simply stop reading
When you’ve had enough

Not enough
Of the world
Seems to know
Who I am
And admittedly I
Do not know
Where I stand
When sometimes
As I make my way
Out of the door
I can not help but question
Whatever so for
Do I move but a muscle
Lift even a finger
And in contemplation
Let idle thoughts linger
Just like in the Devil's
Workshop
Where I stop
On occasion
To tinker the clock
Ticking down
Further down
To the depths where I drown
In the frigid finality's
Hole in the ground
Ever has it been my
Extrication from this
My escape from this place
My eternal death wish
And I'd sooner grant it
For myself
But I fear
Such a yearning to end
Will someday disappear
When I find
What it is
I am meant to discover
In this life,
The next,
Or the arms of a lover

Now
You can wait
Find someone to relate
All my letters
And poems
Just incinerate
It’s too late
Been too long
I’ve accepted you’re gone
And wherever you are
I still hear you in song
And for once
Since I met you
I write it for me
Not for you
Not for us
Just for personally
I don’t hate you
I miss you
But tired of trying
And when you don’t answer
I’m tired of dying
So cry me a river
And never respond
We were all but unbreakable
Painstaking bond

My heart has been beaten,
Shattered, crushed, and abused
Ripped out and spat on
Left black and blues'd

My young moral compass
Thrown every which way
In many objections
To lives led astray  

My spirit's been cleansed
In acid rain showers
Then withered without them
Like unwatered flowers

My mind's cuckoo clock
Is just one poison bite
And death wish upon stars
From striking midnight

My jaw has been loosened
By torments outspoken
But each part of me
Remains ever unbroken

The world would not so much as blink
If I left her
And let her continue her life
Giving journey
Through all of the stars
Learning just how to be
In their limelight no longer
Entirely free
Where I learned to be me
In the lover she chose  
To revolve and evolve
With the sand in my toes

So this is how dying feels
Rotting inside
In decay,
Decomposing
You’d think I’m alive,
That I’m perfectly fine
At first glance
Who could think
This goes on in my mind?
Like a bottle of ink

Cracks in the muddy-caked earth
An ant crawls
Noisy children at play
Beyond these compound walls
I reflect on the day
How so much of it felt
I was wasting away
In this prison of self
In time out
In its corner
Of paradisiacal
Trials, and still want for nothing
Do I
Undesirable

Never was one for the activist,
Always was more of a pacifist
Grabbin this’
Tinkering with all the ins and the out of its
Spittin’ specifics on how to break out of it
Trapped in the bottom of poverty’s shopping spree  
Gravity fadin’ to zero no stoppin’ me
Always want up but no social nobility
Still seein’ oceans as far as the eye can see
Spannin’ each day on the faith of infinity
Home was an island adrift in reality

My body is a temple  
Toppled
Not so long ago
I couldn’t stop
The self-destruction,
The defilement
Alone
And so unknown
I left the ruins,
The remains
Of what was me
Forever bound
And never found
By any archaeology

Dodging these job interviews
Like a muse
Who just can’t seem to choose
Between passion and peace
Oh and that silly piece
Of no more the tree speech
Can be heard
Is a factor
I don’t want to teach

And then the impending
Defensive maneuvers
The people I meet on the ground
As intruders
Are suddenly welcoming
Heightened of sense
Intellect, kids I haven’t seen since
I was drenched
In immensities
Too difficult
To control
Then I see her again
And I know
Who I am
Who I was
Isn’t was
Who she now
Didn’t plan

Finally laying to rest
For the evening
Another long day
Couldn’t find
Any meaning
To life
Just epiphanies
Not so bright light
Revelations
Absurdity ascertained
Death and taxations

Help me prioritize
What I am able
To save
And away with
The rest I am fabled
To wrest from the graven
Eternity
Yearning
For more than immortal’s
Desirous burning
Returning us back
To undo the mistakes,
Rectify the divide
In disparate heart breaks
If I could be so bold
As to empathize with
Those who fall
Into its
Ever-widening rift
And persist
In existing
Within its abyss

It’s almost like
There could be blissful
Amidst
The conflictual
Phantasmagoric
Abyss
Like a day
I don’t want to die
Nearly as much
The resultant
Residual
Remnant of trust
I’ve adjusted
According
To where she would stand
Were I poor,
Powerless
With no titles and land
Just a man
With a hand
For composing discord  
With this pain as my shield
And this pen as my sword

I haven’t felt that way about a girl
Since two continents ago
She’ll give you some land
And then leave you alone
And then deep in her cavern
She’ll turn you to stone
But I know how to glow with that Perseus flow
With that Gambit charisma
That Montana snow
In a fungal brain jungle
That moment of truth
When I drop the Ebola
And show you my youth

Is submissive to none
But my mother’s blue sun
And the red star immortal’s
Conquistador gun
And the young who inhabit
A bad rabbit future
I teach them to lead
As a culture shock tutor
Maligning the tumor
Of global dominion
In any one mind
With my omniverse vision
Of cold wars at peace
Still evolving us to

The perspective of gods from the other side’s moon

To tell you what
I think of you
Would ruin you
So let it go
Don’t pull me to
The undertow
I won’t follow
I can’t return
To where
Only my friends
Could turn
The kid they knew
The boy who grew
Beside them
As we morphed,
Into
Some form of more
Enlightened being
All we’d lost
We gained in seeing
Fleeting moments
Passing by
The peace for which
We’d sooner die
Than let some verbal slur
Disturb
The unperturbed
Reverberations
Telepathic vibe
Relations
Made us what we are today
No matter how
Away we stray
And none could ever pull the plug
We are the one
Convergence drug