Chaingun Fisticuffs,Old Taekwondo Movesets.Wrestling learned by father -Two on one.Odd scrap taught more.Death,Other things.Somebody died each year.Watching caskets of former students,Running by funeral gatherings -Headphones going,Sunglasses on.Guilty.Hurt.Worse.Mourning Potentials.
Fresh Meat!Grinder's Ready.Reducing cryptids to pieces.For all our sacred anomalous natures,We couldn't warp Reality enough,Through those anchors.Becoming food as much as minor deities.Be it Jotnar,Or Skinchangers,Long Pigs demand a feast!Our magic,Slurped up for power!Infinite Energy.Prey.
These Witching Hours,Where Witches Craft -Which Witches Are Prone To Do!Weaving spells in pitch black caverns,Bogs,Ancient forests.Chicken-legged huts,& mansions.Roaring & Singing At Moon,Like Wildling Bush Youth.Secular,Evoking Zeitgeist.If I'm to be best,Metaphor Must Become Magic.
Prompt Me:Provide Me.Does thy curiosity,Demand investigation?Do my dark halls of historical horrors,Entice you?Or do you just want my brain?Savant or quant;To use & abuse?Been there,Suffered that.Exhausted with being one of the smartest,In any given room.Where are my peers?Rivals?
Bureaucracy.Fickle controls of the nation state.Careful Social Engineering,Meticulous policy & procedures.Dislike Nation States,Almost as much as geopolitics.But still coerced under a flag."Not American."Somehow worth more in present -Than past.Fearful of corruption,Contagion,Worse.
Paper Cranes.Paper Pinwheels.Origami,Reminding me of my brief pasts in forestry.Fiber.Wood.Pulped down into components,Changing form as needed.Yet my Poems,Rarely touch paper.As an artist,I live in an entirely digital world.Blinking cursors.Mechanical Keyboards.Touch Screen Literature.
Little Witches,Little Witches!Little Wishes,Little Liches! I'll hold thy tiny hands,In mine.Walk together towards tomorrow. I'll be your shield.Become thy sword.Martyr in some sense of the word. For the little ones?I'd burn entire empires to the ground.Anything to promise them a future.
Waiting Room Purgatory.Testing Even Legendary Patience.Typing Poems Feverishly,Thrown upon piles.Ensuring Mythos,With This Infinite Creation,Dribbling from my cracked lips.Playing Ancient Mariner,Sinking canines deep into my own flesh.Slake Thirst.Cry Warning.Never fear.I'm still here.
Weave Spells Of Boons?Are you high?Do I look like a White Witch?Italian cauldrons,Full of pasta?Wiccan Healing?No.Secular Black Magic.Atheist Witch.Fuck Gardner & His Wicca -Bigoted Homophobic Bastard.I come from Slavic Folk Tales,Of Baba Yaga.Sans eating children -Of course. 》《
Central:Fictional Sci Fi Mockery Of Real Life.Three Factions:Fascist Dictatorship.Oligarchical Faux Democracy.True Democracy Freedom Fighters.Parodies of Politics,Governments,More.My pen is cruel.My words are crueler.Always played role of mirror:To reflect others,Back upon themselves.
Don't want fame,Even fortune,Really.As with most things I entertain,Such silly things -Are Tools,Or Weapons.Means to ends.Rather than ends themselves.I've preferred my invisible existence,Despite already achieving such great titles,Or Human Records.Low profile.Freedom of the incognito.
Talked down to constantly,Zero Clue.Neurotypicals -As usual.Treating neurodivergent people,Like fucking invalids.Frequent daily ableism.Accused of ego!What maroons;Oblivious to ego deaths,Or vast depositories of wisdom,& knowledge.Humility Versus Confidence.Know the fucking difference!
What shall I do sans juice?!?As of mockeries written in the 1600s,They remain stagnant at best.Dead bard -Devoid of modern educations, wisdoms, & knowledge.Yet we revere him as some sort,Of literary saint!Callous whinging sycophant.You half cocked imbecile!Not fit to lick mud from...
Never make fun of mispronunciations.Guilty for decades,As I've been myself.Fools see stupidity.I see people who learned words,By reading.Someone who has done their best -To learn & grow.They read words in books;Lacking proper verbal pronunciations,But empowering themselves regardless!♡
Useful Idiot:Google It On Wikipedia.We've no excuses for ignorance anymore.Willful participants,In horrific acts or beliefs.Too moronic,Stupid,To comprehend -The terror of such beliefs.Complicit puppets,For evil leaders,Wanting to control,Harm innocents.Minorities.Banal Evil At Finest.
Anger,Remains A Tool.Such emotions as Fury,Rage,Coming from perceived betrayals of trust,Most often.Convert hot rage,To cold fury.Zen stoicisms.Alchemy of self,& emotions.Utilize such betrayals as sources of power.Find conviction.Gather wits, rationality, logic:You will become unstoppable.
Love?Demeaned by women in dreams,For offering hugs!Subconscious telling me:"Men can't give women hugs, it's weird."Really,Subconscious?Snide;"Well good thing I'm Non Binary!"Nodding at black painted nails in the dream.But don't we all crave comfort?Physical touch,From safe, kind people?
Solar Destinies.Fragmented HistoryUs Ragged, Retched Punks,Still fighting for freedom,Half-century on.True name?Not foolish enough to have one.The risks from other practitioners,Fae, Fiend, Or Otherwise.Legal First Name?Just a descriptor.Hiding my existence,Within Silly Clan Tartans.
More.Ever More.Endless Stimulation,Tickling My Deformed Brain -Such Strange Chemistries!Awareness far beyond Elizabeth's England.Looking to stars,Until we went mad in trying.Solar Fusion,Finite Matter & Energy -Of Our Universe.Trillions Upon Trillions Of Years From Now.Finally Beat You.
Hungry Heart.Goodnight;Void.Two Clauses,One Question.Can I stabilize?Stop Falling:Greater speeds,Sleeps,Than Gravity.Can't fix ugly.But can find my strength again.Hone my discipline,Until I'm toned once more.Ready for war,If need be.Metaphor or otherwise.I'll always defend the weak.