the extermination of the straight white male
soon we will be gone and the remainder carried over into zoos for
“safekeeping,” our DNA and ***** harvested for science purposes
you will be pitched advertisements
send $ to San Diego Zoo so they can save the few remaining
white rhinos (which they neglect to mention are in preserves in Kenya and the Sudan, but send $$ a way)
and the last three straight white guys
(surfer, techie, and an aborigine)
to preserve the species so the world can modify their cells
to stop sexism, racism and other male diseases
gonna maybe mate them with the rhinos,
which will be expensive cause of all the rhinoplasty,
so send me some
money, money, money
trapped in the tension stoked
existing in cages.
A violent history
their twisted sails.
knot the chains.
Lost in a manifesto
Once yar with bounties
from the far and away.
Overcome they’ve tossed their lily petals into the pressing foam—
to watch churlish eyes expand.
A global reckoning implodes.
Diego and poor Frida
peer deeply in
their brush strokes ripe with liquid passion.
(Jaded like the pouting mouth
of one promiscuous glance too many.)
The rouge bleeds
rivulets along a canvas edge
framed by illicit
Igor Goldkind and John Kingsmill will perform TrypTych: The Third Act of Creation in its entirety at tonight’s Art and Poetry event in Balboa Park around 7.30 pm
With authors Tomas Gayton, Jim Moreno, and Chris Vannoy. People’s Choice Poem Performance Awards follow featured readings and performances. DJ Gill Sotu will provide music and sound throughout the show. This interactive arts and culture experience will include beverages, snacks, and plenty of time to mingle. Bring a snack or beverage to share and get in free. Info: 619-957-3264.
When: Friday, November 10, 6:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m.
Where: San Diego Art Institute1439 El Prado,
San Diego, 92101
freckles splattered across your face like constellations in the night sky
earrings sparkling when the sun hits it just right
hands ruffling your hair after a swim
diving in knowing you're going to win
racing everyone in front of you and beating them
receiving your medals one by one
knowing that there are many more to come
aura of confidence making you glow
you truly are my diego
I was told poems mustn't rhyme
Those that do show infantile minds
A child can rhyme two with glue
Or find a metaphor for the sky being blue
Rhymes are easy
Essence is hard
I use conventional flow
As my not-so-trump trump card
Stop. Branch out.
Find the words to reach deep down.
The soul wrencher's
The tear jerkers
The love felt on a whim
From first sight
Unable to project true depth
The easy kind
Stick to the rhymes for now
Best to do what you know how
Appreciate feedback <3
So this is the new age
Of many iron lords
Did it live past the lineage
Did it give omage to the lore
Of many creatures before it
A timeless score
The age of aquarius
Our elders lead us in scorn
Of painful plights or new beginnings
Rage on kids
And let us know that on this night
A star burned out
A desert frozen on sight
Old crow bit the dust that night
They cried in failure but didn't know
A New Age is Coming
Crow knew it to be so
To old Scare Crow may your spirit live on wherever you are my brother. Rage on kid!
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