Living in the forest of men
The trees don't provide much cover for
Aerial attack drones, abuse, misogyny, hate, ****, modern slavery and war of course
war and all that entails

The thicket is thick with thick men all going about their business
Cutting down this and that, making it tidy with machines and consuming everything that is consumable

Tribes meet in artificial boundaries called borders
Sometimes they talk about common gods they worship
If not they sometimes they bludgeon each other to death

They call it "Ethic clearing'
Getting rid of the tribes that cause trouble
For the greater good

Occasionally females of the species quietly come in
They talk and agree direction for what needs to be done

The forest of men don't listen to them of course..yet
But what they do restores some form of order to the chaos

Turn
The other cheek
Good intentions
Never reformed
Sun lit
In the backdrops
Phantom applause
Menaces in a bundle
One hit wonder
Pulsating reruns
Turn the thermostat
Off already
Reiterating clauses
Like a ballad
You can’t get outta your mind
Stuck completely
In it’s clutches
In the shallow
Graves that
Chewed me up
Spit back out to the surface
On the hunt for my survival
Eyes rolling
Shenanigans powerful  
A smugness
Without boundaries
You did your homework
Stalked me to the ends of the earth
And did whatever you saw fit
Full transparency
My manuscript
Was written
By a two faced traitor
A stealer of dreams
Stalker of hope
They stole the words
From right out
Underneath me
Finding
Clarity no more smokey gloom
Teleprompter goes dark in due time

Lethargic movements
Synthetic
Untapped sources
Attention spans
Spinning like
A top
Rising temperatures
Expanding
My unresolved theory
Breaking the riddle wide open
Thistle and twine
The broken branches
That stoke the fire
An extravagant
Grace period in dire need
Of total annihilation
Holding firm in pattern
Endowment
The tears run
In fazes and the treads
Worn thin
The smiles you can’t
Always fake hide behind
In the rubble
Enough similes to
Go around the block
They poke and ****
Like simmering coals
Cold as ice
Far from temporary
Can feel
Like an internal clock
That won’t stop grinding gears
Stain like graffiti  
Feel like the hot summer sun
Burning your character
To a crisp
In the miscellaneous
Shelf’s of your head lie books
Collecting dust
To the outside world
That were never warranted

Bottoms up
Even the chaos
Can speak
A striking
Resemblance shows face
Quieter clusters similar
Cut the
Umbilical cord
Like an umbrella
Drowned out at sea
Music box
Priceless inheritance
Yet the gold is rusting
Reprinting making anew
The fraudulent tones
Fading harmony
Fallen star
Not far behind
The distance between
You can’t fathom
Losing my reality
Swinging from
My pendulum
Pressure cooker
I held my breath to long
It almost buried me
Wiping sweat
From my brow
Deceived by the notions
The lacking of understanding
What’s two feet in front of me
Miscellaneous acquaintances
Mis calculations
Add up
Backfired in a positive light
Patiently awaiting a revival

The startled of frozen,
like a soul's been tasered
a bridge apart to flee,
No wild to be comforted
in homeless of the sheltered,
Mumbling back streets,
of fallacy of the demons.
Anger of a sign "no exit."
Trying but each day's wasted
in my father's shameful eyes,
I have nothing left to say,
flicking pebbles before it rains,
haphazard movement of trains,
I just wish to jump in front of in.


(Jay Jelly)

Swinging from
My pendulum
Pressure cooker
Held my breath
It almost buried me
Wiping sweat
From my brow
Deceived by the notions
The lacking of understanding
What’s two feet in front of me
Miscellaneous calculations
Backfired

(RGH)

The start of misery,
a child's woken ears
to hairy situation
of startled fears.
I'll barely consciously
barely able to weep
in ****** of history.

I whispered my secrets
to darkness of demons,
became my possession
and my repressions
Anger was silence,
and peace was a fleet,
bobbing up in the bay,
and I vision it to this day.

(Jay Jelly)

Bottoms up
Even the chaos
Can speak
A striking
Resemblance shows face
Quieter clusters similar
Cut the
Umbilical cord
Like an umbrella
Drowned out at sea
Music box
Priceless inheritance
Yet the gold is rusting
Reprinting making anew
The fraudulent tones
Fading harmony
Fallen star
Not far behind
The distance between
You can’t fathom
Losing my reality
Swinging from
My pendulum
Pressure cooker
I held my breath to long
It almost buried me
Wiping sweat
From my brow
Deceived by the notions
The lacking of understanding
What’s two feet in front of me
Miscellaneous acquaintances
Mis calculations
Add up
Backfired in a positive light
Patiently awaiting a revival
A duet piece between Jay Jelly and myself.