"violative" poems
Ice caps
Mushrooms with frost on their mycelium
The ceiling of the earth tearing,
Dropping liquid ****** to give quick interest
Outside the planets twirl and explode from small rocks
Impact like pebbles on a great salt lake
The ripples of death create movement
Momentous Momentum
Violative but oh so real
Not too kind but who needs to be
Break down walls and streets and building facades
Say hey, bullets of mind should try again,
Hit something new, slit the hole of older jeans
Plop your tetrapedes between the planet matter and look good for once
Clean unwashed blue and painful on the junk
These favorites are just irises, asking to see themselves selfish and alone
Always alone in the body of god
Always a single cell in the larger overall
Pull-ups and getting down to work
Unsheathed from sleeves and lost in only the most bare of skins
Speaking to the lovers of Horus, seeking sunlight between the zippers of their minds
Rings out the bells, love, death, destruct
All the conscious constructions of the mind
Always of the mind
Never in divine
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
Going within to feel
the war moves.The pagan
gods have come out
on parole.
Was it an esoteric event
to propitiate a violative
divinity? From crude to soft
affirmative nod, I am going to-
see the game of chairs.
Between sin and virtue,
wrong and right, nonage
always jumps into.Too proud to accept
the defeat.First the annihilation
and then the fathering.
This genesis had no design
no vision.A miraculous journey
downhill.The dawn is still
faraway.Nightlong agony
will continue.
Unclenched I hold the pen
to say nothing.
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC