Little Witches! Little Witches!

Little Witches! Little Witches!

Little Witches!Little Witches!Disciples,All.Cultists Of The Wyrm.Dirges Upon A Season.Gregorian Choirs;Could never be enough.Entropy,Is Even More Sacred.All you fucking gutter trash,Gremlins & Ghosts."Baba is talking to herself again."Slay the thought.You never existed at all.Swept from...

KNIVES OOT!

KNIVES OOT!

I'm guillotine sharp.Used to flip tongs,Then kitchen knives,For fun.Never gonna be King of The World,Baby.Artists Starve.My clan reduces things down for efficiency.Slang.Slurring -Apostrophes & All!"Dave.Gas Mask Plane Analogy."He'll get it.Even if the other doofuses don't.KNIVES OOT!

Dandelion Fancy!

Dandelion Fancy!

Fine.Jaunty Then!Tone Enforced!All Grins.The world is burning.Let's smile on through!Even in armageddon:My Clan are cockroaches!Moving.Surviving!Dandelion Fancy!Beautiful first -Then we blow away.The Jester?Yes Ma'am.An old favourite of mine.Of course Ma'am."Speak Truth To Power!"

Monk. Monster. Metaphors.

Monk. Monster. Metaphors.

You don't fucking understand!I have to be alone.Decades of this.Living Thunderclaps.Gravity of black holes.Need to be alone.Monk.Monster.Metaphors.Another old Legend.This infinite rage -Cannot be contained.Held in check by The Hunger.How could you ever understand?Not your fault.

FUCKING! APES!

FUCKING! APES!

This Reality?My tomb.Beyond My Rendezvous -When I'm ghosts & ashes.Write these thousands of poems,For my fucking self.Trapped here,Amidst seas of stupidity.We were supposed to be sentient.Most Humans barely qualify.Ready to slip the knife,Gently between our cousin's ribs.Fucking!Apes!

The Fingers Of One Hand.

The Fingers Of One Hand.

You don't know me.It's quite insulting -When people act like they do.Hermit Guru,Means something pretty fucking specific!Can count the people I trust,On the fingers of one hand.Spot shills or leeches,From a long ways away!Once you've experienced enough bigots,Users,& abusers,Life becomes a...

Suspension Of Disbelief Is Only So Powerful.

Suspension Of Disbelief Is Only So Powerful.

You know the sad thing?We all act as if The Social Contract,Is still intact.As if it didn't shatter decades ago.Suspension of Disbelief is only so powerful.Eventually people start realizing -The promises of a society,Are seldom truthful.Molotovs are ready -Much to my chagrin.Oh well!

Crabs In Buckets.

Crabs In Buckets.

This is a good time then I suppose.SCRAMBLE!Captain's Coming.Hide away from sight.Tired of thy many arms & hands.Fingers clawing me downward.Back into writhing faceless masses.Crabs In Buckets?Yep.WORSE!Species of Apex Predator,That'll do things like hold grudges,Or plot harm in advance!

Crazy Person.

Crazy Person.

We all just want to be numb,Right?Hunting out any escape we can find.Abandoning reality as it is.Understand.I do.Why else'd I paint -All of these Universes?How haggard,Tattered,Or ragged must we be?Should I play a role?That Crazy Person?One of the most prolific poets in history?Hah!

My Wailing Ghost Will Haunt The Planet.

My Wailing Ghost Will Haunt The Planet.

To sleep,Perchance to dream?Fuck you.Fuck the end.Know Entropy a hell of a lot better,Than most of you!My dreams are nightmares.Almost all of them.Sleep.Death.I'll never see peace!My wailing ghost will haunt the planet,Crying as Sol slowly swells -Devouring us both.My homeworld.& me.

How Cruel.

How Cruel.

Lost,I guess.Adrift in a life,Devoid of power.Would we exist in a void:Peace mattering more,Over power.But that's not reality.So how do I use this strength?What good are these record shattering feats?Forced to build entire empires -Just to create air bubbles,To breathe in.How cruel.

Hate Humanity. Love Humanity.

Hate Humanity. Love Humanity.

Hate Humanity.Love Humanity.One day;Destined for Utopia!Next?Annihilation-Bound!Purging parts of our species -That cause harm to others.Religious Dogma - To Oligarchical Corruption.Questions I keep asking myself:"Why save them? Selfish. Short Sighted. Stupid. Greedy. Do they deserve it?"

Stainless Steel Needles.

Stainless Steel Needles.

Let's be honest.Few'll ever understand us.Digging through mountains of hay -To find a handful of stainless steel needles.Is that worth our time?Delete the dating apps.Focus on yourself.Old wisdoms -About being happy independently,Only adding people to our life,That add to us.Not subtract.

Lonely At The Top.

Lonely At The Top.

Relax.Find balance.Still a monk in there somewhere,Right?Amongst the Warlords -& World Serpents.Why allow ignorant Humans,To bring us down?You're chasing pinnacles,Of Art Forms.Of course you're at the top.Lonely At The Top.Remember?Back to cross-legged meditations,You old savant fool!

My Titles Mean Nothing.

My Titles Mean Nothing.

My titles mean nothing.Do you remember the many times;I told you that?No matter how many records,I smash.No matter how many words -I write.Always ends the same.Being a Hermit Guru,Came naturally.Don't all living creatures avoid pain,Plus suffering?Moreso when your species is the cause.

My Humanism.

My Humanism.

My fault,I guess.Keep putting myself out into the world -Expecting even modicums,Of respect,Or kindness.Clearly I fucked up in the assumption.Puke across my shoes.My Humanism;Looks more foolish by the day.Just cut your losses,Baba.Render Humans Extinct.Least that way the world survives.

MISANTHROPY!

MISANTHROPY!

Misanthropy.Misanthropic.Misanthrope.Beyond my cage of Pacifism -Lurks horrors beyond your imagination.Cage is protect you,From them.Walking through crowds of people,Microaggressions aplenty!Bigotry on display like a Peacock.Ableism boils my blood.Not Misogyny.Not Misandry.MISANTHROPY!

Some Things I Refuse To Teach.

Some Things I Refuse To Teach.

My Headbutts Cause Earthquakes,Sure.But it takes a wiser monk,To know never having to deliver,A killing blow?That is a truer victory.Just because I CAN kill people,With my bare hands,Doesn't mean I SHOULD.Ya fuckin' degens!Some of my old masteries,Can stay buried.Forbidden to my pupils.

Rhyming Couplets Are Cheap These Days.

Rhyming Couplets Are Cheap These Days.

Some fools say quantity,Ensures lower quality.Always remember,Little Witches:"Those who speak in Black & White,Are subsequently doomed unto spite."Simple spell.Recite it when facing such things.Rhyming Couplets are cheap these days.Mere fraction of Baba's Witchcraft,For TIMES OF NEED.

Dark Red To Black.

Dark Red To Black.

Can often hear war drums.Old.New.Pondering all the times I've fought.Tooth & Nail.Hard Knuckle Tactics.Survival Of The Fittest.Old Machiavellian Philosophies -I didn't even know I had mastered.Foul blood,Seeping from all orifices.Dark Red.To Black.Evoking "Tar Pits."Ichor Venom.Worse.

The Pickup Truck Diaries: The Most Prolific Human Poet In History.

Seems grandiose, eh? This is one of the more modest, amongst the actual titles I was able to workshop, believe me! And I’d hope by now you’ve read at least one or two of these here Pickup Truck Diaries, so you are well aware already that I love being grandiose and mock-megalomaniacal for the sake...

Central Universe Science Fiction Shorts: An Update!

Campfire. Come gather 'round the campfire. Let me tell you a story. Several small ones, in fact! It started a month or two ago, when I had a bunch of hits on "Our Better Angels" via the 'ol analytics. Now, I've been running this little business for half a decade - so out of neurotic perfectionism,...

Old Fool.

Aye,An old fool,Scarred.Weathered.Hell,In another universe,I would be the warlord -Having not taken vows,Akin to monks.Craven.Monstrous,Devoid of empathy.Only savoring the desecration -That is power.Not this pacifist self,Who learned horrors of violence,Firsthand.

If You Are Weak…

If you are weak,I shall become your armor.Clad in resolve and steel,Titanium and carbon graphite.Rubber, ceramic plating.Weak need not fear the strong,If the mighty are righteous.Honorable.Even the evil.Let my tsunamis of self,Wash away your enemies.I am invincible.

Terrible At Rope Play.

Only know fishing knots -As such,I'm terrible at rope play.Prefer the raw strength,Of my fingers,Or hands.Then again,When in service -One seldom gets what they want,No?Wearing old masks,To satisfy their fetishes.Totems to growth,Played out in the wants of others.

Divine Entropy.

Let us wake from infinite dreaming,Wake to acknowledge our true enemy -The…Infinite ticking down of the universe.Beautiful entropy -Proof that no god never existed,Truest truth.Written in dying stars,Finite lifespans.Entropy is hallowed,Yet we'll fight it even still.

Eating My Enemies.

We're nearing midnight.One of many.Pulling at air,Sub zero temperatures.Bringing us back to life,From unhallowed sleep.Killing spells are no trifle.It's destiny or fate -That costs us.Didn't become this powerful a witch,By trading in half measures.Borne in blood.Eating my enemies.

Clever To A Fault.

Being clever to a fault,Is a surefire path,Towards damnation.Levied against your soul,By the fairy tales of others.Intelligence,Correlates to depression.Those capable of understanding,The world.Playing witness,To all the horrors.Terrors worse than ourselves.Being smart,Is miserable.

Surviving On Scraps.

List is neverending,You see;By design.Impossible goals.Arrogant dreams,For a single mortal life.But old hands know,Old hat.Me?My immediate clan,Kin & kith?We drink dregs,Wherever we can find them.Surviving on scraps,Whilst operating in scales of millions.I can raze land.Why not you?

The Void Is Beautiful.

If this ship does crash,Be thankful any of my work survived.Memories will be fleeting,Poignancy will be lost in translation.But that's okay.Always told you,Worship entropy.The void is beautiful,A hollow pulling at the soul,To let go.Let us live in these stories of ours.

Secret is in the Culling.

Secret is in the culling.Harvest is more apt.Scything wheat -Parting it for different animals.Different needs.Picking the gifted,Out of a crowd.A hobby of mine.You seldom care,What happens to the rest.Only about the work,You can exalt within -On a path to perfection.

Manchester Princess.

Manchester Princess,Ain't worth your time.Yet you gift it to me anyways.Never had support,Before.Only hate,Thick as ichor venom.Black & caustic.Romantic love.Platonic love.Whatever.I'll take what I can get.I've told you before -Swore you a blood oath.You laughed.Until we die,Further.

Malignant Infamy.

Malignant infamy, Festering discomfort. Thy nauseating society. Antisocial, It makes us retch. Social cues like poison, Deadly venom to neurodivergence. Growing tired of wearing masks.

Always Appreciate A Good Hearted Challenge.

I oft jest,Lest yesterday proves best. Holding onto dreams -I'm praying to come true. I'll claw there myself;Nothing but my demons to guide me. Relying on a damned savant streak alone,Is rather ballsy.But I'd have it no other way.Never forget;I always appreciate a good hearted challenge.

Clever As They Come.

Fly,Fools.Want to play games with geniuses,Clever as they come.Drinking growth from challenge,Experience from rivalry.Tired of being,A one trick pony.Rather than the jack of all trades,Master of some.Boiling over skillsets,Pots of roiling venom.Black as night.Come.

Death & Chaos.

Why da fuck,Did I hafta come from Clans,Of Highland War Poets?All I want,Is Peace!Pax.Any version of it I can get.Been romancing both Death,& Chaos,A very long time.Polyamory be damned.Hate each other anyways -One Feeding My Infinite Hunger,The Other Asking Me To Stay Perfectly Still.

UGLY!

Fat bloated old fool.Purple-White stretch marks,Across most of a body.Missing half of one eyebrow,An easily dimpled white scar.Bad crashes here.Battle wounds there.Scars aplenty.Balding!Patchy beard,Every color.What muscles remain -Lay hidden beneath lipid rolls.Ugly!Yet.I remain.