"havok" poems
a virtual network is the perfect place
for an alien intelligence to infiltrate;
passing as any number of avatars &
spreading an anti-human philosophy
in the war between robots & aliens
w/ humanity no longer a factor, the
robots freely the pummel the aliens
w/ devastating laser precision; the
aliens retaliating w/ hot magnets to
heat the polymer machines to the
melting point; the aliens unaware of
the earth's default nuclear arsenal;
triggered to explode as a last resort;
mankind & machine joined as one &
as the aliens land their ground forces
a slight tremor becomes a supernova
& the entire alien fleet is blown out
of spacetime w/ such fiery havoc, the
never seen & long extinct mankind
becomes legendary for its viciousness
hav·oc/ˈhavək/noun
noun: havoc
1. widespread destruction. "the hurricane ripped through Florida,
causing havoc"
synonyms: devastation, destruction, damage,
desolation, ruination, ruin; disaster, catastrophe
"the hurricane caused havoc"
great confusion or disorder.
"schoolchildren wreaking havoc in the classroom"
synonyms: disorder, chaos, disruption,
mayhem, bedlam, pandemonium, turmoil,
tumult, uproar; commotion, furor, a three-ring circus; informal:
hullabaloo
"hyperactive children create havoc"
verb: archaic: havoc; 3rd person present: havocs;
past tense: havocked; past participle:
havocked; gerund or present participle:
havocking [ ]. ( )
1. lay waste to; devastate.
late Middle English: from Anglo-Norman
French havok, alteration of Old French
havot, of unknown origin; the word was
originally used in the phrase ‘cry havoc’;
(Old French crier havot ) ‘to give an army the order - havoc,’
the signal for plundering
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 8:04 PM UTC
No!
All is havok
All is pounce
Brush a bruise over your eye
You're filthy
Whore's eyes
Some men hit
Most men will split
Show them your good side
****
Then shower
Gravel built from monuments
In the catbox
The meat you eat
It has a funny flavour
Cars sure are fast
Say
All your words slurr
All your friends purr
Mud lava
Twig cities
Wonderous beings
****** gasses
Double as a president
Gore
And sublime bliss
A rock of ****
Space rock
Bile gravy over turkey
Make baby sleepy
Another night down
And another ***** in
Your body.
May 5, 2010
May 5, 2010 at 4:37 PM UTC
The man stood
Frozen, in time
Not bravery
Just surprised
He stared, transfixed
The creature emerged
And he stood
Where others ran
Scooping babies
And young up
Their faces a mess
Tears and fears
He surprised himself
He was flat faced
The feeling was flat
Empty, calm
The arrow was nocked
Maybe he didn't do it
Only his fingers knew
That it was there
It cornered his lip
And their eyes met
Brown, now washed grey
Against its fiery orange
The creature's attention torn
From havok and rage
Directed upon the poacher
It stared, boring down
Neither moved, readying
A second in time, another
Stretching, another heartbeat
Cats, before the pounce
It moved,
So did he
Releasing
Flight
The creature
Almost a howl
Died, just before
It gave voice
Before the poacher
Sweat never broke
It was curious
But an after thought
The Poacher turned
Facing forward
Examined his prey
Contemplating pay
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Alright.....
Most of you so-called poets make me sick,
And some of y'all I'd rather sit and fire up another spiff,
And for the people that a though had my back,
I won't turn or shift,
Running all of you over with a car,
In a line,
Only if,
Satisfying my helish thrills,
I swear fakeness can ****
**** I'll be in the grave,
With the devil doing deals,
Just to make everyone I hate pay,
Ruthless like my dad,
You know the one I never seen,
I bet he living the life of a bespoked dream,
Cover my body with gasoline,
So the fire could block my eye sight,
Of remembering and seeing,
The days of being bullied,
Like I didn't have any means,
And when I knew some things were not right,
I didn't really matter,
My days will be involved in **** *******
**** you stealthy and pregnate your girl,
Like American horror story,
You won the victory,
But you just never had the glory,
In and out that's why they worry,
Skin turned white like mc Donald Flurry,
9/11 chased the poorly,
God bless the world in secret orderly,
Reaking havok in the janitors closet,
She told me to wear ****** instead I didn't listen,
Now look what I created,
A little ******* name ********
So I live to take care of it,
Unlucky and ghost printed it,
On a birth certificate,
Full of lies and betrayal,
When I die,
**** it I wanna goto hell,
In reality I hate everyone,
Come up with my own plans,
And rain down on everyone,
And for the finals,
I hope you enjoyed the hate crime,
Worry about you and I'll worry about mine.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
I ran away from the temple
that you hid me inside of for so long
my feet were numb
and I almost went blind
the monsters outside almost
got me
and ripped my insides out
the corners got rusty
spiders built their webs
they were present in our conversations
did you love me
or was I the crown posession
did I intrigue you
moving small
I brake my anger with your smile
and let the frusteration slip through
my hands like indian silk
most nights
I was on my knees
holding my breathe
hoping you would come home
and for many days
you did not
you left me there
walked out and locked the door
leaving me without remorse
or redemption
steady handed and left there to burn
like the guiltys alibi
hanging by a needle on my chest
burden like havok causing
endless catasrophes in my mind
insanity I questioned
burried deep deep
inside of you
you who had no mercy
with your kiss
Nov 2, 2010
Nov 2, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
I ran away from the temple
that you hid me inside of for so long
my feet were numb
and I almost went blind
the monsters outside almost
got me
and ripped my insides out
the corners got rusty
spiders built their webs
they were present in our conversations
did you love me
or was I the crown posession
did I intrigue you
moving small
I brake my anger with your smile
and let the frusteration slip through
my hands like indian silk
most nights
I was on my knees
holding my breathe
hoping you would come home
and for many days
you did not
you left me there
walked out and locked the door
leaving me without remorse
or redemption
steady handed and left there to burn
like the guiltys alibi
hanging by a needle on my chest
burden like havok causing
endless catasrophes in my mind
insanity I questioned
burried deep deep
inside of you
you who had no mercy
with your kiss
Dec 6, 2010
Dec 6, 2010 at 12:35 PM UTC
Show me,
who among us
has not desired love
in ways which caused
suffering
for ourselves
or others?
Why does
the call for love often looks fearful, violent, and ill-meaning.
Although it is always well intentioned beneath the confusion.
I ask,
Can this be called love at all?
Show me,
who's small, personal will
(save that which is Joyned in Love)
has not wrecked havok in life?
How many ways has unconscious desire for separation left us in the dark?
Tell me,
In love,
do we use our words as swords?
Do do we turn our disgust into bullets of hate?
First look...
Is there room in the heart to know
there are victims on both sides of the gun?
Lord,
When will we end the search
For anything
Save
The Kingdom?
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
Tongue tied, brain fried
through the trials been tried
Mammon's law defied
In the wild I cried
To the Lord that I confide in
Who washes me from sin
When I play this game
I play it to win
When I say His name
I say it with a grin
His light fills me to the brim
Guides me at a whim
Through this flood He helps me swim
Even with a broken limb The Paschal Lamb
That the world calls a sham
Is the One that laid the land
That you raise your fam on
From eons by gone
By peons that once shone
Amidst the dark landscape
Of this flat earthen plate
Now met untimely fates
While trying to satiate
The wild fleshly tastes and desires
For warmth comfort and fire
All for which it can make you a liar
A buyer of false security
From divine insecurity
That you lying to your inner purity
Lord knows that you've heard of He
But it's fear that stops the start to your belief
In the only source that could ever give you the relief
That you seek He calls the meek
Before the eighth day of the week
As the signs of His coming begin to leak
Look at the sky for itself it speaks
Of the coming labours and havok that shall wreak
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
Call me ******* to your mother because I cuh-cuh-couldn't feel the trembling heat reaking havok on the in thigh stubble. Ow! **** sorry stub my toe. I'm moving slow enough to double dutch with a couple couple cookie crisp. Ishy on the in dispute. Grarly upon the laudry booth smoochie smooching on farting fairies flarping from the ex-haust.
Sorry my brain feels soft ffrom the rock salt. Hoochie snoochie snooting snorks slimey nap-cloth. Froze from the several palms second had palsy freezing in the eager eggnog. Ice over sire's searing sultry silken sick souly sullen franklin flame Bob. Billy will wally dilly Dally caught a fifty fatty rattle ****** daddy daddy daddy daddy, Fat Father igloos freak me father freak me father freak me father Im chuching my maugwa. Ma saws my mucho munched muddy crusty killer toes rain, ***** Are you hearing me gravel up your ****** hairs hurting from the rusty ****** clamps. I'm krusty crab freaking funk got me wondering why? okay wize guy wicked wonder wall watch my quest for questioning Ghostface Killah. I'm Slaid Cosby I ****** your daugher younger than the fury from you first tooth.
I wish you spat my drizzle from the furry foster the kids frontporch pistol grip.
Hop scotch?
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC