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,...

Rotted To My Sheets.

If I die in my sleep,You may find me,Rotted to my sheets.Take this meeting,As proof I'm fleeting,Flesh & blood.Be assured,I decompose like the rest.Do not mourn me,For I've left you my work.Know:Made peace with entropy,A very long time ago.Outlived the bell curves!

Lagrange Points.

Theia,Forgive me.Few know -The moon's echo.Ghost of a planet.As if gravity,Could ever dictate our fate.Pushing beyond our orbit,Is exactly what I intend to do.I've spent eons,Gathering my power.My aura steadily expanding,Until I can see in longsight -In the lifespans of stars.Lagrange.

The Brewery Episode 26: “CEDH Special #2.”

The Brewery goes live at 7:30pm PST tonight and most Tuesdays over at Twitch.tv/thebrewerymtg. This week’s theme is: "CEDH Special #2" McRae: https://www.moxfield.com/decks/1Q1cTiSIvUqDwI4sGLH-xw Joseph: https://www.moxfield.com/decks/sEmVIiuVy0-AN9l12cT9mA Gruger:...

What Would You Know About Skin?

Perhaps it is the act of growing,That makes us frail.For I am weakest when I pause,To change my scales.Truest,At my most vulnerable.Fangs bared in defense,Retracted in witness. Show me who you really are,Because I can tell when you are lying.Read manipulated intent,Clear as day.I am beyond the...

Noblesse Oblige.

I'm not afraid of bigots in the street.Hatred is a shoulder I can burden.All whilst holding up Atlas,Plus the stars beneath his feet.Black Hole Son.All spellings:Are always intentional.So're capital letters.Slang.True fear?Honor.Noblesse Oblige.Used against me.Tamed,By Greater Evils.

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!

An Old Wisdom.

Hedonism is a struggle.A war I have fought,Since my inception.Inwards facing eye,Twenty-one facing outwards.Hidden sight,Peering out from the backs of my skulls.Witchcraft!They might've cried,Centuries ago.Burning me at the stake for wielding space,Or time.Now it’s easier.By inserting oneself as a...

Cultivating Fear.

Best to fear me,Lass.Like the dour folk.They who drown in their hatred,Exuded like a toxin.To understand a beast,Monster,Wildling.Tip of the fang.Edge of blade.Spiral of bullet.Can you catch lightning?Lest you seek confirmation,Sing in metaphor,Thrive endlessly.Do you fear my black magic?Spells...

This Clan Has Heart.

This clan,Has heart.Giving good reputation,To an ancient motto -In Latin.We keep gettin' punched.Snapping back up,Upon regaining consciousness.Ready to go again.Like a roach you can't kill -Nuclear strike debriefings.Diaspora across a globe,Rats upon ships.We'll survive.Just watch us.

Subculture Roulette.

If you call yourself punk,Or any other such offshoot moniker,Of similar subcultures…Alt.Goth.You can never say,Such things are devoid of politics.Those that do -Are merely placing their ignorance,On display.These movements - like Punk,Were political from the start.With leftist agendas.

Language & Lexicon.

Remember:Language & Lexicon,Are tools.True artists master such things,Often long before they experiment.Enjoy breaking syntax,Smashing morphemes,Combining roots in new ways.Playing with punctuation,Or symbols.But long before I began fracturing it,Into my own idealisms?Mastered it first.

I Am Lightning, Catch Me!

I am lightning.Catch me!Nobody can.Flexing muscles to shift reality as I am wont,For I am a force of will.Many think me Sisyphus!Hefting my boulder up the proverbial hill.Silly mortals,I am Prometheus.Feast upon my liver,Vultures!Let me twist the knife myself,Offer it out to you on the tip of the...

Stop Fucking Talking.

Fuck you.FUCK YOU.I'm fucking tired,Of belligerence.Sick of being treated -Like a fucking animal.But I can't let hot fury,Blind me.Suppressing it down,Into a cold rage.Shut the fuck up.Stop fucking talking.Had enough of your ignorance.I'm done with the petty,& small minded.THE CRUEL.

CULLING RITUALS

Culling rituals,Slicing free the dead weight.Letting it slough off into the gutter.How many times?Roller coasters of up and down,As if poundage weren't merely numbers.As if self weren't merely a facade,Hiding our inner selves.Sluicing fat from meat via flames.It begins.

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.