I felt you, Hemingway
Ghost lit in pale blood electric lights
On the downslope of the Holy Spirit's introspective nightmare
Cacophony in the bathroom stall, savages at war in the gutter
Kings in their drug fueled conquest of modern man's spatial reasoning
Angry cyclops guards the gate to the Fourth ***** Garden of Eden
The learned alcoholic in wino wonderland bursting at the seams for a halogen fix
Cultist camoflaged in black leather combat boots spiked iron altercation
Public domain genocide for the demure nihlist lower class
Never give those ******* the satisfaction
I felt you in Rapture, like lilac swastikas dripping melted candle wax down my frail spine
Blunt force trauma tinged lunacy for the jet engine martyrs, screaming at the empty spaces
For the imposters stigmatized by yellow journalist hype men
And the psychos just along for the ride
Be shameless in your insanity,
Be reckless in your love
Live forever to spite the mad god that molded your angry heart
And **** the sun with your empathy

Evy was a Hasidic    beatnik
who smoked *** &  listened
to Coltrane; her best  friend
Becky was Eli's third  wife;
Becky never suspected the
affair, when Eve went into
the field to watch Eli paint;
she'd come back w/ paint all
over her back & her  dark  clothes
.                       ruined; Becky never got it;
she had a household to run
while Eli was out in the wild  poppy field
making a       fool of himself
before God &                         getting paid;
Eli married her      precisely b/c
she was so clueless; Becky
had been an art major; she &
Eve going to the same  college;
Eve lived on a settlement in Israel & only flew
in a couple of times a year;                      Eve
always left Eli w/ visions of                      the
Holy Land; her sweaty flesh
reeking of stolen land &  Arab
death in the desert; her people
inheriting the crimes against
humanity perpetrated by their
spiritual forebears the  Nazis;
Evy wore her hair in dusty dreads
that she wore down to her ***                   but that
she always ******* in a wide scarf
when ******* Eli on the ground;
Eli saw Eve as an exotic Semite
from an ancient nomadic race; she
saw Eli as a painter shown in                   blue-chip
galleries around the world;                   Eli himself
knew he was fraud, too influenced
          by the decadent blank-page movement
of his Nihlist Russian friends: Eli
lit a joint & looking up at the dark sky,
decided to call his next painting
'The           Golden                   Calf';           for Evy