******? Inter-breeding?
Disgusting interpretations!

Cannibalism? All types of sick rituals?
Disgusting interpretations!

*******? All kinds of sick sacrifices?
Disgusting interpretations!

In more ways than one.

With love. Take care of them.
Raise them, lift them.

Eat with them. Make it a normal habit.
Feed them, look out for those after them.

Find the young. Whoever most curious.
Offer shelter, by statue place visage.

hearing your voice more
would've been enough

we trickle
like rains through the rock
transfigured
by that which we endured
every hardship, every mis-staked claim
all those still to come
hooks and lures
the allure almost too much
not to succumb to;
run the gambit
stay the grind,
stand your ground,
and keep your nose clean

I know you feel all alone
even with me here
I wish I could be more to you
though I know I alone am not enough
I try to push you out
out of the house
on the road
down and out
my luck is **** with this stuff
and I never get it right with words;
I just want for you to blossom

who am i kiddin'
it's me that's cowardly
keeping my love hidden
i regret my decision
but i can't write revisions
i just know
i don't want to lose you
but i understand
taking all for granted you've given
it hasn't been easy livin'
but it seems that way
for us both

people hate me
the optimism, the cheshire grin, the happy-go-lucky attitude
the enthusiasm and ambition
tHeY dOn'T wAnNa sEe mE wIN

you are my soft light
on the other end of the axis
you trip me up
like a dose of acid
but the colors
and shades you show
are lasting
so you stain my brain
with a handprint and an asscheek
kiss me
watch me go out blasting
when my mind recedes
into what's ever coming after

loved you
for over half a decade
i've never gotten what i've wanted
who i've wanted
and you think i'm upset
because of some boyish *******
of impatience

his Hindenburg
is a life unfulfilled
but how does he feel
fulfilled

The Jews aren't, but
The Zionists are.
Imperialist dogs who
Step on the throats
Of those we voted into office.
Through blackmail and extortion.
From far-right foreign factions
Stuck in the past,
Who know not of anything
That is not steeped in fallacious fat.
Facts obscured through religious sect,
When knowledge goes to burn

you have no appreciation
for the hell you put me through
and the coals you rake me over
seemingly no conception of them
only what they do to you
you must see me
as nothing more
than water's reflection

is there some sting
to these words of mine
is there time?
make sense of this
you work forty hours a week
and still can't meet
the standard your parents did
what gives?
put in the hours
but don't dream of ivory
can't you see
that's not for you or me
our ilk works, sweats, and bleeds
oh, you can dream
but that's all they can be
so don't waste your day
in a happy lull
with a head fixed
on material ****
move ahead
and let's fix this

good? begets grief
befalling all to men's
warped minds
and the things they witness
but never come to terms with
it's elementary
that they should be broken
by the things that choke them
and keep them from sleep
in the night

oft are the times
that see me wading
waiting, in the tides of the day
for a break
when it's all work
i feel like jack
where he had it wrong
was with that axe
it should've made a dent
in his own deranged dome
but when it's a broken home
i guess everyone needs a way to vent
all work and no play
working nearly everyday
and when i'm with my friends
i feel so alone
it's a shame i know
but it's all i know

distance
it's what we all need
to grow and develop
mature

to flower from a ****

it's nature
to grow apart and disagree
to love one another

without loving

i still want you in my life
if it's at all feasible
but say you get hung up on me
i don't want you to hang around waiting

you deserve better

A wax rose dipped in gypsum,
That's never led me astray.
When I had the will to listen
To the righteousness of moral and ethical thought;
Lucidity was the light, rationale was my guide, and fear and ignorance cleared the way.
When you realize science is holy,
You can pick out the false practitioners.
Those who really only want to learn more
To plunge us back into
Dark days of an old world
That was easier to leash

the tears will fall
onto satin sheets
while a silk robe
clings to me
and i
a hole
simply trying to
plug the emptiness within
before it escape out

That others should want for you
To be deprived, whether on grounds of one being more talented or
Of hate with looser attachment up in the air;
They will claim their envy admiration,
Their harm help.

They would stifle you & slander
Just to pit sibling against sibling.
Whether by blood or by society.
They would seek to undermine
Your tapestry,
Trying to force you to design theirs.

These you should not hesitate to fight,
Whether physical or otherwise;
𝘐𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, we encourage it!

all we ever look for
is that feeling of content
and we search and search
before forgetting
what it felt like
and when it passes you by
it leaves you the fool

i need you
as i've never needed anything before
it's scary
it makes me laugh
and smile from ear to ear
cause you break me with ease
but build me back up with the same speed
i need you

i bet you think
i actually
didn't notice

And I watch these congressional hearings
And marvel at all the people in the room
Who are not politicians.
Marveled they are allowed to work like they do out in the open, have no shame.
When they extort your favorite guy
To vote yes, to sending another round
To either of the conflicts we're in.
When they blackmail your favorite lady
To a yes vote, for laxer taxes for our upper classes
For the businesses that fuel industry
But already bring home far too much
That you all made, but won't see.

you want to be
my world
end all be all
my God
the deity i swear by

you don't even try

From meditations to communications;
From mediations to resolutions -
It is,
Therefore, I am.

the salt of my tears
is a taste
i've become accustomed to
through all the pain
throughout the years
out of my hands and that i self inflict
i'm just a waste
a steer, branded and fixed
mule-ish *****
improperly reared
a man of his age
whatever the moment calls
each of his greatest fears
already lived
down many a hall
from ecstasy to rage
emptiness, and everything in between
watch me
just dance

and opened up
so many wounds
why talk anymore
say anymore
wrestling breath from this body
and puking forth
vile thoughts
cause i have episodes too
cause my life is stressful too
not that you would know

i am sorry
for you to have known
who i am

if i were brave
i would save
you all the trouble
and stay on my own
let me just be
someone you used to know

let me take you
back into my arms
in hybrid moments

maybe it's this generation
of instant gratification
that keeps my head
swimming
but i just want you around
take it; love, money, veneration
be my ruin, my downfall
my annihilation

wonder what he knows
that you talk to me this way
send what you've sent
or would you say he's oblivious?

we must seize the momentum
that youth propels us with
because the ride slows
and we grow old
wrinkling, withering, weary
did i lead a good life?

the death of innocence
well, that went with you brother
i still look through your pages
at all the photos you captured
your loss is our loss
sincerely, i'm crying
cause i just miss you man

first school dance, six
having "***" next
and driving at eight
staying up all night
on the job site
and now i cough black
coke, lsd, psilocybin, ****
scratches down his back
wreaking of *****
ah, to be sixteen
partying
in misery, in poverty
but youth has that specialty
of feeling free
even chained
and schooltime
i didn't try
and did a slight bit
above average
**** if i applied myself
thought i deserved the scholarships
offered
instead of scoffing
getting higher
than everest
wow
my problems have consumed me

each eve
is a deluge
of what i feel
perhaps, i should go back
to keeping it within
rather than
have to recoil
at each tightening
of the reel

i write violent
for a pacifist
and talk harder
hope if i die
****** or suicide
they hold me up
as a martyr
at least my death
would've meant something
i would never do nothing
save for self defense
unless it's to save another
take the bullet for a stranger
i like new experiences
never a hole in the head before
but i've my share of dents
is my head up my ***
am i making sense

take it all back
if i could
do it different
yes i would
cause i can't i seem
to get you out of my mind
think it'd have been better
if you were never there
rewind time
wormhole away
to past days
i'll never love the same now
to you
that's okay
it ain't your fault
things turned out this way

say what you say
i won't be there to listen
you're never there for me
your care is a figment
of disturbed imaginations
come back any day
if you changed
but you don't give a **** to
there's not a thing wrong with you
and turn it around
on some other ****
eight years with you
and of the few times we make plans
you flake
but it's my mistake
toxic, because i'm angry it didn't go my way
small minded thoughts
i'm mad because you don't respect me
say how i feel
but act like you never even asked
if you do
reaching out, my task
like texting back
one missed and
communication is snapped

you don't have to know
what you want
don't worry about it
but we can't be friends
because you don't treat me
like a friend
and boundaries
you haven't heard of them
fin, fin, fin?
one day to begin again?

lol, probably be dead before then

so used to being on your own
you've become comfortable
only when you're alone
when you can't be
you push everyone away
or make leaps and bounds
to lead you far from the storm
leave the bodies of your woes
scattered around
your anguish on show
for all to know

There in the wrong,
On the right side;
There is, in the dark,
A light that shines.
It's what you must show,
To those who feel blind
Because they've never
Walked out from night.

the sooner you get it through your head
that i love you
the better off we'll both be
even if you don't love me
it's a situation like
c'est la vie
sometimes
it's one-sided infatuation
it's all good
but the denial is frustrating

So you are all family -
How you treat them.

Disgusting. Shameful.
Savage. Uncaring.

In clouds of murky waters,
You who I swim towards.
In torrents I take you under,
In riptides of ripped thighs
Where only bones wash ashore.



Ateʰ-Sebek, Ihy-Ptah;
Suchus-Bacchus |
Ihy-Ptah/Orpheus-Peitho, Ateʰ-Sebek;
Schesmu/Zagreus, Harpocrates/Horus |
Kronos-Osiris, Toth-Uranus |
Shu-Skhmet, Ptah-Bastet

you may not like what has grown
does that give you right to neglect it
or cut it out
have you trimmed it
or tired to shape it
into some work of art
like a bonsai
it's something
that needs tending to

three little birds
and not worrying
forget about the tears
on the level
try looking in my eyes
sitting on the dock of the bay
watching the tide roll in
barely makes me stir
it's all been such a whirl
having fun till my final days

i write about myself
this narcissist
with all his pitiful wishes
of realities unreal
and tired *******
that reveals
that i'm no better
than anyone else
i'm tired
of pretending
tired of existing
it's all so demanding
the needs and the listings
i fear i don't even know myself
it's a useless tripe
when i could fade to black
and rescind into night

i hope you're okay
yearning for the day
you wake up
and walk away
walk away from me
and him
yours, the only whims
bending in the breeze
the stress nearly breaking you
it's time to make like the leaves
before your wither
drying at the root
dying
falling limbs

i guess that's it
cause we both know
how cowardly you are
you can be maimed and marred
and still stay stone faced
without so much as a reaction
though you'll need that
considering you can't help from going back
to that pissant who beats
because he's still of some use to you

the crown prince
what will his son's country look like
his grandson's
a barren dessert?
like his predecessors have predicted
have made some attempts aimed at shifting
like a genocide and slave labor
will these old world tactics
prove worthwhile behavior?

i am sick
you don't need to tell me
i get the hints
i'll quit
barking up your tree
cause you hate me
naturally
i'll try
to wipe clean
any trace
of existing

once
in the evening
the moon could shine
and it would never match
the bright light you cast

twice
we came close
and i could, almost
feel your warm embrace
at last

thrice
i fooled myself into the belief
there would be relief
to this feeling i expressed
whenever i saw you next

but i won't see you again, will i?

play it cool
sweat down your temple
like condensation from shirley
surely it's too early
to be so broken and weary
it should be simple
instead your head's got involved
but ask yourself, is there a direction it steers me
or am i careening through life
rudderless, out of control
with an aching back and chest tight
the only stress is what you're creating
and it's hard to not notice it taking it's toll

I'm so glad you could make it
to think
it never happened if you had hesitated
you better watch out
it's not life on a cloud
if you choose to live loud

and it's not pride
cause I'm not proud
it's just a visage I wear
a mirage, facade, a shroud

foaming at the mouth
can't let it come out
slowly stop the ache
and live
on the edge

you never remember
there's been others
im sorry if september
comes seasons early
but you haven't been the only lover

curly headed idiot too stubborn
had a sister, but she beat on me
like a brother, like my grandfather
what drives the hearts that hurt
i ask, but the only answer i get is
seek cover

hey, it's things i'll get over
licking wounds is a past time
immemorially, since forever
not loving me is no crime
but doing what you have been
while being together
that points to other things
you're smart
read your signs

self sabotage
at the end
my tightrope walked
just to **** it all up again
honey, my heart still beats
even though you gnash it
in between your teeth
still got that pumping action
despite the bite marks