Poetry
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Capitalistic Splatter
The ancestral drift of dinner plates 5:15 am egg glow a smile in a mirror old antique wall ghost teeth a creepy smile an old hat in a mist a scarecrow in dawn’s early light a fake patriot cradling a cobalt bomb and a Bible in flames burnt toast in the air poems of debris… Continue reading
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The Big Dip
A small airplane poked a hole in the cup of the Big Dipper Ran it right through… like a missile kiss and all the sauce from the other side of the universe creamed the Earth like a big, sexual surprise and Matadors on heroin and hot sauce slowly sliced open the beef casket and it… Continue reading
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High On Guard
there is only time for love and then departure everything else in between is nonsense even through the trees I see this while the world so foolishly spins around out there, down there far below this mad altitude where I stand where I pray to no one, for no one all the listening blinded by… Continue reading
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The Translucent Wander Pain
Looking through her red box On a stormy, sunny day A cold room full of hot heart It was a different time In a faraway place Found out all about the only unforgivable thing she did again Had to fly away from the bad news Park my ride and drink away the hard bruise And… Continue reading
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Planet Sans Soul
The aeroplanes are carving slits through the night sky Blinking jewels of genitalia roar toward somewhere else I look up at Orion; home Still my feet planted firmly on Planet War Planet Corruption Planet Destruction Planet Malnutrition Planet Delusion Planet Holy Hate little green men licking human lollipops pluck polluted dandelions then dash away for… Continue reading
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Light Night
She is like the light the blue light, that crops life into some picture-perfect kiss and heart wandering I go, clouds and echoes they pour down and talk about love in every sun-drenched step she smiles and says it’s all right and even when I look out into loneliness as the sun drops and the… Continue reading
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Skeleton List
The fair light peaks at dawn this heart flattered by the rush another perilous tick tock another band of blue in a seemingly endless veil of gray say something for once say something that is real There’s a motion in the air tonight as souls weave and collapse through American freedom Tees the land of liberty… Continue reading
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The Trumpets of Sandpipers
War on war is nothing more than war and now we got bullet-proof baby blankets our digital souls manic and depressed killing each other over our opinions of God and love history now bleeding from Polaroids Christmas trees now strung with bandoliers enslaved by the dollar enslaved by work enslaved by worry enslaved by this… Continue reading
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Roswell 1969
The low machine hum of the big, big city is entrenched in gaslight dawn. The birds and the killers are mum, waiting for the razor light of god’s heart to percolate and breed as the handmade souls rise, wash and run. And it was a hot day in the desert, a blowtorch sky was blowing… Continue reading
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This Obtrusive Dimension
An ice-cold sugar cookie sun glosses over the lonely bones Of a world derived from godly madness and space dust A sepia depression dawn shimmer of light The people of the world are shapeless and seemingly gone Lost within the confines of selfishly habitual minds The curvature of humanity has snapped like a summer-weathered animal… Continue reading
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