When the ashes gently tumble down,Onto caskets left fallow in fields of wheat,And the blood has dried to a tender brown,When my bones have sunk to the depths of the peat, Remember me. When the husks of men break at dawn,And footsteps no longer echo across the snow,When kings are just as dead as...
The car rusts slowly in the front yard,suspended on cinder blocks. The hedge is overgrown,grass hiding childrens toys at waist length. The white picket fence has all but rotted away,mushrooms sprouting from the remains. The paint of the house has peeled,cheery yellow paint lying in flakes. The...
The most delicate,And beautiful flower,Gilded with daintiest dewdrops,And subtle scents of fancy,Is prone to sudden boot prints,And complete destruction.Thus!It must learn the ever-useful,Eternal utility,Of tactical anti-insurgent weapons,Such as the flamethrower,And shotgun,All in order to...
Strings strung holding us along,The glistening edge of space,White threads peeled across,A place of deepest yearning,But crazy is as crazy does,And marionettes wrangle empty,Seeking freedom out in the void,Silent echoes ringing,So there we find our resting place,We pick a plot in futures,We fail...
And so I told myself I would be King.Crying at the mouth of the sky,Roaring from the top of the peaks. But they did not tell me how lonely it gets,All alone at the edge of the world.
When one is King,There is the hidden acceptance.That one must exist in all shapes and forms,For those under your care.For if one ignores the plight of the weak,And those in need -You have forgone your title in a pursuit,Of greed and selfish desire.All your power must be stripped from you.Power is...
I am tired in the same ways that trees lose leaves each autumn.Drifting to stillness from solidarity with the self.Tired in the same ways embers reflect the bonfire.Scalding hot yet outwardly tame.I am as fatigued as the well-worn cliffs of my mountain home.Run smooth by perpetual rainfall, yet...
I have harnessed the infinite rage in my heart,And turned it into a portable battery,To solve the world's energy crisis.---And still have -With -And lots, -A bit of -some left over.
The bloat of corporate conformity - sickly and seething dirty, unanimous fascist reimagining of the past blasted three decades, made entirely of facades of applauded false economies. Nothing is made. Fake ideas and fake smiles. Assholes in pantsuits, catharsis with cryptic crypto-current...
We are not for sale.Not the legions nor the few.Not in your prejudice or glory.We are not for sale.Not by millions, nor by hundreds.Not in droves, nor in caskets.We are not for sale.We sell no sex for dollars.Not for pride nor from fear.We are not for sale.So why are we brought down?Why trapped?We...
Man’s interaction with nature.Spurred on by lacklustre comprehension of overarching food webs, we pour insecticide into the rivers.Forced by dwindling and satisfactory food supplies, fish stocks plummet irreparably.Sport fishing flounders, stumbles through disintegrating sponsorship deals,...
Crackling power shimmers in air,Laid bare, a tree ignites, brightens the sky above with flame,The shame of man is that we cannot flee electricity,For we are of flesh and coil, our skin crackles and boils,And electrons flow continuously,Listing both you and me as conduits,On lists of those killed...
I indulge in the disease; do as I please through gimp sleaze and palm trees, golf tees breaking up the monotony of mortality. Bringing injection to confectionery delight, bright and cheery, but hard of hearing, Helen Keller stellar, breakdown of the letdowns to upside down-frowns, upheave the...
Fragility.A crystal lattice of sparkling glass spider webs.An endless display of sunshine at mirrors.Brittle skeletons dancing in graveyards in moonlight, and the headstones crying out for silence.Little girls crying with scraped knees, a side effect of no training wheels.Medusa sleeps next to her...
Scatter me skyward,To blue heaven above,Red dusk horizon endings,My time will come.Scatter me from the summit,To frenzy in the winds,As my soul would want.I will settle to rest,Across rivers and valleys,Seeds will sprout from my ashes,There’ll finally be a peace.
I sit upon a poetic verse, a curse lurching towards amalgamation of sin, dustbins and sex organs thrust unto god knows where. I dance frivolously, missing just less than three of these on The Long Road Home, stone and rock - mocking my little kisses. The funeral march is grand, bland but almighty,...
Metal and glass make love to concrete, twisting and spiraling together in a myriad of engineering. Support beams caress drywall and office space, window panes separating man from nothing. Reflected light at dusk glimmers off a thousand square shards, blinding neighbors, inspiring pedestrians,...
Give up the ghost, pressed hard against the window panes.Slow soothing movements in a crush, glaciers riveting stones to stones.Remember your place, remember your place. Rising dawn and frosty morning dew, scatter-drop spiderwebs of ice.It's only a dream, reaching out into a void of white clouds...
I think I’m cool, chill, a thrill seeking youngster beyond his years, tears for childhood fears, drowned away with beers and cherry-smoke cigarillos, fellows tell me I’m a romantic, pedantic and archaic, I’m trying to find the way but I’m just too cool for school, rolling back easy, far too sleazy...
A beast stirs, Born from dust,Swirling to tower,Above prairie grass,Motes spin around,Its tramping feet,On withered yucca, The young emissaries,Flit and Fly,Alert me of,Coming frenzy from,That monstrous being's step, So I flee, I sucked in the cold air that my body so desperately needed.And then I...