War
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The Portal

I am rich in pain and confusion at times. I glance over at the glossy blue plate where the crumbs from the buttered zucchini bread lie. The sky is sunless and dim. Silence calmly breathes. I wonder what will become of me. In these days of roses and war. The stupidity of it all. I… Continue reading
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And the World Looks Away

Vibrato shattered shells Mortal coils unwound The dirty veil of the Earth Chokes on its own existence They are coming from the stars The ancestors of faith To bludgeon the black souls of the inept And the people take pills In hopes of some relief From the wrong way they live The inside-out dimension Where… Continue reading
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Like July

To lie down and cry Would be to admit defeat For a man A soldier Etching in his yellow notebook The war rages on out there A sky full of bullets and smoke Howls of the innocents Where are the government men? Who shout the war cry loudest Where are their guns and blood? Where… Continue reading
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I Will Be With You Again

U2 is trudging through a snowy landscape in Sweden in December 1982 They’re pissed off about WAR As we all should be… except for the profiteers They love it Spilled blood and ruined lives make for a fine portfolio Gold polished and kissed raw beneath a thunderstorm of guts Enough of that sickening stuff The… Continue reading
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The Yellow War

She was eating a banana in the produce section. I noticed because I’ve really been into the color yellow lately. I suppose you could say it’s my favorite color now. It was green for a long time due to my inebriation for nature. Then it was blue because I like lakes and water and the… 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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Velour Beans

Velour Beans hid deep in The Garden of Carrots in Laos. His uniform was made of unicorn fur and torn. The remnant war bombs in the wet, green Earth cornered him into a basket of worry and long-lost wonder. Code name bath and bask and the tribulations of mind grains… The gongs in the hills… Continue reading



