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Jul 12
i don't understand why a ******* would call me to cold: stipend: a case for being lonely... the logic that is also the noun and: from: trans-: valuation: the dictatorial contra the democratic ordeal: that's money... peanuts for elephants... rubble coinage for plumbing: ******* for psychology relief... why would a ******* call me and seek: why i ought to pay this anti-logic a serving gratitude... i don't understand why a ******* would ask me to implode on earnings... to: and i told her: but my situation is complicated: soap, anti-opera... just because i dabbled in prostitution from time to time makes me a: ******* ****? are these girls looking for a ****? i don't know: Edie's a Reyla's and i'm just thinking about the day+ agony flight from London to Kauai... and putting a drill to my temple and drilling a hole to get my driving license: i can ******* ride a bicycle and a horse: is you retards car ******* special?!

i could unpack each detail of the Travis Scott
concert
in a rubric: i actually read an Olson poem
to try to find a worthwhile imitation
of depicting with words: in words:
images and clues
but not paintings...

             language is too alive and morphing
and bound to the evolutionary sciences
of biology and psychology
i can't interpret Darwinism in the same
light like this
agony of truth i see before me
unlike the constraints of geometry
and shadow binding to shadow
light to light
and all that is my low growling voice
having been...

             sung too baritone in the choir...
because all the angels in the choir
have *****, testicles,
while i'm the only one with a ****:
but paradoxically without *****:
the ****** Pretender
i can content with Michael over the "wand":

Nubim:
i have a **** for a wand
and i have the cockerel at the zenith of a height
in Kauai to prove
pecking cashew cuts and nuts from my
hand:
oh what a not-surprising quench:
she's no longer taking her daughter to church...

it was a Dostoevsky moment from
Notes of the Underground:
he looked at me funny:
she looked at me funny:
i was not playing poor Oliver
i just asked the *****:
can i have a bottle of water?
she replied: no... what position are
you working on?
outside: we don't give the dogs
of people water!
even if i work for the *** Army directly?
no! nope!
water?
so now i'm going to trade you peanuts
for elephants and call you Hannibal?!
woman! you crazy *** *****

you think i'll work for this *******
treated like a camel jockey
greedy about water?
am i, a *******, Pakistani "uncle"?
UNKLL'
             i'm un-killed...
someone once attempted to take my life
aged 21...

you think i'm asking for alms or for profit
i just ******* asked for water:
you're going to be the centurion
with the wine soaked sponge
greedily offering me the relapse from
the already stated fact of being
crucified
like a pendulum and a clock: detail:
centuries my eternal solo me
duo:
i don't understand reincarnation
in the confines of monotheism:
paradoxical affair...
for that there had to be a literate
writing "Jesus": je suis...

so many THOTS
even the guys at Northumberland
Park station were bragging:
bro: those dudes just went into the moshpit
and the girls were getting cushioned
and they liked it...
so this is chimpanzee sexuality:
this... the mortal narrative of the immortal ape?
ape conjectured and conjured
a man: a lost tale:
but upon reaching man:
the ghosts of apes... the gods: men....
can men go beyond the gods of the apes
with the gods of men:
there are no gods to govern men
there are only men who govern men
and Jesus and Mohammad:
i wish to talk to Moses...
all cut one begin with M...
Mohammad, Moses, Matthew...

              but can man evolve beyond
man if he evolved from ape?
ape found the gods in man
where is man to find the gods:
since he already prescribed himself
with regressing to ape: apologetics
ontology of children...
children will come with ghosts
and demons...
and *****...

         Myslite: oh... i thought i could copy
that letter on whim+will...

you know: i'm actually burning up
thinking about a Taylor Swift
record: Broken Poets Department:
some indie 14 year old girls' *******...

cuckoo or word of an overtly stressing
moment of mother:
but who are you? i am: i ask you...
and you to not think are
who exclaiming all those paranoid sounds

that manic not so manic street preacher
with a placard
talk of the antithesis Christ
as replacement Christ
this anti- this bogus prefix
to no real concern...

i can actually laugh at the American President
when he introduces the President of: THE uKRAINE...
rather than Ukraine:
troubles would have begun if not
placing the sacred Shinto N (ン)
in the construct of the indefinite article of A...
without an ン...
N...

        an hour: a special treatment: of H(atching):
aye not far away: aey: hey so far...
i was thinking about the **** architect of
the Olympic Stadium in Berlin:
WERNER MARCH
MARSCH...

        we get our surnames misspelled like
Hitlers...
Stalin and Elert
******
ooh-hoo... Elert...
no.. it's Eschlert...
but since you ******* are tongue tied
to
but one tongue: crazy catch-up Utopia of
Africa... sorry: but bye bye...

so one manager tells another manager
and a supervisor overhears:
trouble on top
trouble down below:
but i did say:
and then you close your eyes
and there's damage to your nose
and you become clarifying vampire:
i smell *** and ****
i don't have to see them...

lucky me for the walk of shame
feeling somewhat important
walking through:
not Kant: to his grave of oratory masterpiece:
not pulpit:

Kulosevski
and Bussima
or whatever...
i don't care:
but i don't hate:
i just don't care...
Kauai wouldn't be Olson's
Gloucester...
it would be my special Z
snooze: sort of place...

the choir had all the testicles
but god wasn't going
to be the dictator of instruments
the director...
i had the **** but not
the ***** i sort of hid them
in my throat...

i...
                i...
       what's that in numbers:
counting:
as men we conjured so many gods
of wishing each other well
until someone might
conjure
a conjuring of summoning
the effort
and pay due to journalism:
with mythology:
and mythology ends
where physics begins?!

             i have the ****: the choir
have the *****:
oddly enough i have the deepest voice:
angelic choir summoning works
reverse to human reality of
how words are stressed:
the entourage only took me
and one: bothersome:
what VIP treatment?
   jeez: step by step:
it was more entertaining walking
a blind drunk down the steps than
doing this over-sensitivity wording press:
press for pressure...

         then the ***** messaged me:
oh can you come and
see me and spend for this anti-psychiatric
evidence: £120 an hour
love you to loads:
so i started to flick my St. Martin's
and Schumacher presence on this earth as:
VEGETABLE...
i thought about going to the brothel
but then i realized my own language
prowess and then the interruptions
that didn't achieve the schizophrenic
prowess of bi-lingualism....

                 a hawk:
          an hour:
               don't say yes: in between: please..
a hatchet...
           hubris...
                      say the definite
say the indefinite:
but you can say: definitely / indefinitely:
hour, minute, second, day, year, epoch:
existence... per se...

an hour
a door
a room
a humor
'our: ate H

            scoff: just reading the tongue
and the caging of ego
with all the Niqab and printing press
innuendo dynamic: footprint
of feminism and the advent of *******:
women's return to a function:
all prior...
no sorry yes sorry my name
is Lord Brigerton... blah blah: Jane Austen
dictatorial tattoo...

          some two footballers:
Kulusevski and Bissouma:
                 great what's my age again?
am i Plato's age upon his death
do i think to
thank how technology morphs:
how our apparence:

APPARENCE

new word... my word...

     a conglomeration of appearance
and circumstance and
the guiding word: Heidegger's Da-Sein...
i'm motivated by German thinking
in an English environment:
to create a Darwinism-Christianity
will take convincing: me!
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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