? ? ? ? ?





When I read a love poem

I usually think

THIS ISNT REALLY  LOVE AT ALL !

ITS JUST SOME SWIRL OF EMOTIONS

GIVING A  SENSE OF REALITY

TO A LIFE OVERCOME WITH LONLINESS

///

It's all right !

But if you wanna make it

Best find the real

And then put your  whole self

On the line

/:/

And

( let's face it )

We are NOT these sensitive creatures

Bleeding  INK across the page !

We are mediocre poets trying to think

Of somethin to write about

So we come up with the idea

Of
FALLING IN LOVE

which we can copy from anywhere

( & we do ! )

•

It's just **** smeared across a computer screen

While the world actually dies !


"""

Love


Yep
Good ole love

Toy of the lost  

And truly sad mind


X

X




We goin o'er the hills.

We gonna reach
The far mountains

//

Be free

Be free

/////

Me and my love

Me and my love

//

Thru Indian country

The secrets of the world

Magic

Powers


The nobility of man

•


ENOUGH !

( THIS CRAZY VIOLENT WORLD ! )

/""/


goin o'er the hills


COME ALONG YOU MAY

//

To the the high mountains


Back to

The


Primordial Sea


X

.

subtle the hatred

Embedded

In your cries for love

//

The obvious selfishness !

The indifference as to your

So - called " lover "

And his actual feelings

///


The constant theme of

WHY I WANT YOU !

Never

WHY SHOULD YOU WANT ME !


:::


One thing I've learned here is

THAT IF I EVER  MEET A GIRL

LIKE THOSE DEPICTED HERE .... (?)

RUN ! RUN AWAY !


))((

For we are hardly even human

Anymore !


.

.


( she was a real girl )


)(


A SONG BY
the 4 girls

::::::::::

In the homeless camp by the river bank

We watch them die

( it's a natural thing )

)(

She was taking her ***** for a walk in the park

Hoping someone might cram something into it

And tell her

I LOVE YOU !

//

She was a MANCHURIAN CANDIDATE


and

I LOVE YOU

Was the trigger phrase that would render her  unto

A *** object slave of the speaker  of these words

)(

But then she met a real girl

)(

And she knew it was all a lie

But it was a
SAFE

Lie

It was a
STERILE

Lie

•


•

She just loved to hear

I LOVE YOU

::

and she was the hormone infested torn  rag doll

drug along till thrown in the dumpster

In the alleyway


.

( which is really where she longed to be

IT WAS  

HOME ! )


)(


( it was just something she did )

;;

But the visions of the REAL GIRL

kept haunting her

•

So she really became a poet

And followed her own deepest thoughts

Unto the heart if the hills

Where there was said to be a road


That lead to freedom

And so she went there


.

.


We watched each other die

( but in a Positive Way )

•••

So

No complaining

No *** - stirring

no protesting

)(

Just prettify junk poetry

With as many

Meaningless

Adverbs and adjectives as your

Minds can find

And let it happen to you

( death )

Being positive

NOT negative

And in full

Compliance

To whatever is most mundane

::

Don't be real

BE NICE

BE LIKED !


and you will do groovy

On hello poetry


.

( ( <> ) )

/ ( • )  ( • ) \

()
/\

///

Love

!!!!!!


We decided

For the first time

Not to have wine with dinner

"""""

We stared at each other from across the table

In the distance

The hoot of an owl

Then there was gun fire

Then the sound of police sirens

)(

Oh !

How tricky is love !

""


How hard to know what really happened !


How hard it is to care at all


.

::



I KNOW HER




/--\


the long legs at dawn

Her small
*******

A simple shirt


//

Her eyes !

Look

SHE SEES

(?)

If you really want to be known


||{


I love it when she's by my side

//


Poet girl


••


All the children know her well


/:/


The long legs

Small *******

•


We try to tell you what's going on

*** !

( you ! )

//////

we called out for Heroic Warriors

& !  ( what ? )


some ***** lovers with broken hearts (?) !!!

)(

writing ***** love poems

Which they  **** into the wind !

••

(( oh god !

Please forgive us our dementia

And

Demonic sins ! ))

••

We grew fat and weak

Dragging our bloated genitals

Everywhere

)(

In whatever form we chose

••

And now

TODAY !

fills us with emptiness

Which fills us with shame

//

And what matters  (?)

WE AINT REALLY SO SURE

RIGHT NOW

//

Ah yes !

THE ANGELS (!)

•

We called for angels


And here we are


.

.
I am going to ..... Add a poem now..


And

It is going to be about YOU
my dears


••
••••



Walking naked

The rain !

Central Park at dawn !


••

He was a Plumber

Everyday

Pipes and sinks !
Pipes and sinks !

•

She was a *******

( the plot thickens ! )

I was a reporter for the NY TIMES

!!

Subway station blues

Oh for the blue sky

•

We are dead dreamers

Our stinken rotten state dreams


( "Take of yer clothes and I'll **** ya " )


Yeah

That's all we got left

::::

Staten Island ferry

Jesus Christ !

It's the Statue of Liberty.
Walking on the Water !

Comin this way !

•

She sat on the tenement building fire escape

Little black girl


I wish that I was her !


"""""

Oh yeah

Now I am !


..

.




Oh she knew me then



Me


Then



""

Was a special morning

Eyes across the valley

Tomorrow would be a beginning

Of a brand new song


""

                                            ( she lives !       She lives ! )

--


Come to me dear brother

Dear sister

&

Dear stranger

//

Ain't it time to get it together

And to just go Home
Again ?


X

X



no more of what

Matters not



We shall find each other

Soft !

In the ancient shadows

Where wisdom dwells

)(

And demons make magical things

That help us get things done

•

•

We are ready

We want revolution


•


Maybe I can find a real girl someday

And not just Barbie doll ******  

On display


••

Here we are


Beautiful
People

Pretending to be some

Unworthy thing


X

.


And we

Blown away

""""

"""""""

I am

Just a simple boy


I know

Everything


I come

When you want me to


I bring

Anything you need

•      •

the war torn streets

The broken families


The prison song

The torturous pain


;:;


I love you

Yes indeed

I love you


:;:


The river of blood

The insatiable greed


The fear that kills

And all of our false beliefs


)(


You can have me if you'd dare

To love and trust


Yourself

And humanity

•

The winds blow


But we remain

We love and trust


We remain


.

.


SUPER HERO


//


this

The day !

Our only song !

•

| ~ |

Our life is a poem only ONE may read

) (

We stand always

We are almost seen !

0

The boy would be a man


What is it he must do ?

••

It is written in our heart


)(


We turn the story into

Something mundane

..


Tears of sadness

And heart felt pain


;;

Will I live thru tomorrow (?)


I don't know


"""""""""
)(

It's always good to see you

My fellow men


It's good to know

Some of you are real


.

we



....

Yeah

                       We

••



••

lost river !

Now where is the Sea ?


The maidens are hungry for seed  !

But the soil
Is

Not ready

••

we need

The Brotherhood of Man

)(

We

We wander

Aimless but awake

We sense the truth


And we will
Be there soon


X

.



Daylight

The song is playing

The child being born



•


Are you ready

To be really here ?

:/:/:/:

Little soldier boy

;;


The shadows are everywhere

)?

If you're not ready (?)

Better get ready

)(

Daylight

The song is playing


The child is being born


)(

From ancient wisdom

Comes the lesson

That


We should do
Him no harm


.

.






Fortress at the Dawn




even some time

A snotty little yuppie chick must get involved

( and can't just send in some of her daddy's money )


••


So what about you ?


••••


Soon so soon

REAL pain

Like we never felt before !

#

You were sent to save us but  you just got laid a few times

And wen to sleep

•

I've just published my  first book !

It's called

HANDBOOK OF THE DEVIL :

GUIDE FOR THOSE WHO'D LIKE TO

SELL THEIR SOUL

BUT DON'T KNOW HOW

)(

( many satisfied customers ! )

)?)

Yeah

That's how it is


.

,



//// • ||
<>
/ ( • ) ( • ) \


###

.love .::

•

Railroad Yard Poetry

by

the runaways

//


Lynch my papa kid

You is a freak

She said


To the white boy

Lying on the road

If she had a home she'd a took him home

But she too was runnin from the police

><

( Yep

Right her in obama land AMERICA

Land of the disenchanted slave ! )

))((

All the children so afraid

Ain't no mamma anywhere

and daddy's over yonder
Hanging from the tree

•
Years and years love talk

But still

The same ole whip and chains

•

They got married along the way

We are their children I do believe


X

.



she drew a lovely picture of herself dying


//

Mother Earth !

<•>

////


the stragglers !

These too

Try to cross the mountains


See them !


Such a lovely picture

Dying

Sons and daughters

•


Take a deep breath  !!


Fukushima radiation

Chem - trails

And polluted politicians

//

DONT TRY TO LIVE HERE !

There is only death here

())•

she writes poems to her betrayed ex - lovers

And worships her scars !

She is suffering

•

We watch and shuffle on besides her

LIKE ZOMBIES

•


We can't die because we are the DEAD


)(


We write poems about it

And keep shuffling along

//



.

.



Fires !

( spread out across the dawn ! )

Fires !

••

No !

Don't say it !

TERROR !

( well it's done )

:: ::

The soldiers

God !  They look so young !!

:::

)(

gentleness

Please !

Let us in truth prevail against the great tide

Of violence and ugliness

;:;

Let us be MEN

~~~~

Fires

Fires

Fires

!!!




Come dance the dance

Brings on the rain


.

//


Oh morbid goddess of morbidity

Even I can't stand to see you in your

Bra less state

//

morphing oh so very

Tragi- comedically

Into images

Of Trojan Horses

Being dragged to the Gate

))

She spreads legs so methodically

Giving all the pidgeons

A chance to escape


.

.



Da dude done threaten turn me over ta da police !


I start me a group ( yeah ! J

JEFF's LIFE MATTERS

//

wanna join ?

//                   \

|{          ||

***





••

hush !

Not a word now

|||||


images

Reality

We come we hide we go to war together

( we really need a second chance I think )

••

She was a great girl ( my girl )

my god !      She was

•
•<>•
•

We are always here but we don't like it

We'd rather come & go
& be sneaky about it

( wouldn't you (?) )

••

Yeah

True love

I see the idea in a lot of poems

' TRUE LOVE "


I ain't read nobody knows nothin
About it !

Which is very weird indeed !

••

Hush

Not a word now

X

.



Drifting on the breeze


//            //


Will you come along ?


The road to freedom

Is filled with pain

Broken soldiers

and children

Just the same

As you are

•


•

Money and the gun

Women as commodity

*** as magic ritual

The sacrificIal slaughter

Of the weak

::::

Tell me that you know

Show me that you care

I see you

Romping around

In your soiled ****** underwear

Looking for a form of freedom

None can bear to even see

•

Of soft wind blow true !

But

Is anybody even here ?

In this vale of poisoned words

And meaningless dreams

••


A little hint of love remains

//

The breezes blow clean

You too can come along

If you want

••

You too

You too

.

.



He loved to **** of in front of the girls in the lunch room

When told to stop he sued the school

Claiming this was just his ****** preference

And orientation

//

And he won in court

••

Now

Some girls really got hot watching him

And started knocking his hands away

And ******* him off !!

And then some boys

And then some trans gendered catagories

To difficult to describe

)(

Some ****** devianted whip wielders entered the scene


///


They finally had to close the school down

They finally had to close the country down


But don't worry

DONALD TRUMP will **** on us all

With his holy water

And we will be saved




X

"'O""  ""O""
<>
\
                          __)
                          /\              /\

•••

love (!)

( a mystical creature none dare ride ! )


::

Our poems (!)

Made of dust and smoke !!!

love ..... )?)

WE CAN'T EVEN FOOL OURSELVES

NO
MORE !

)(



love (!)

******* on body parts (!)

)(

Mindless

Sexless *** !

Going thru the motions !

//

Trying to pretend to be normal (!)

::

Idiot love (!)


.

-





Hey now
The world's on fire with fear

/:

Hey now momma
Your child ain't with ya now

/;

He goin down down again

Drowning in a sea of mass illusion

Guns are shootin every which-a-way

Flags are wavin all
Over the place

Flags are wavin all
Over the place



X

.

( maybe not )


••


we are big boys now !

•

We walked naked thru alleyways

In the rain

waving to the children on the roofs

////

Images of soldier boys   In ****** mud

Visions of drone bombers overhead


••

••

I always wanted to fall in love with

A waitress working at a roadside diner

But it never happened

( it never happened ! )

••

Did Lee  Harvey Oswald

really

Shoot JFK?

•


( are you sure ? )


•


I would love to talk about it

With a lonely waitress with big *****

Working at some ****** diner

By the side of the road


)(

We shall walk naked in alleyways in the rain


:::


Children on the roofs !


Come !


And see !





.
.

.




We shall follow wherever you should go


••

<>

••


A gentle shepherd girl


She was

I seen her in the high sierras

( bout 40 years ago )

""

&

As a dream she was more real

Than such as I ever was

)(

Dwelling in Light

all true images last forever

the backbone of the human race

•         •

we live our lives as if we were

Merely actors in an afternoon sitcom

(  " does he love me !   Ahhhhh
I want him to love me ! )


;:::


From 40 years ago

Lo see


The gentlest shepherd girl

so pure and true

The vision that seeds the world !


::

Pure love

I am

( I know )

And I know I'm just like you

""


In the back roads

Of each other 's lives


.

.



•      •
<>

/ ( • ) ( • ) \

###


//////


it's like

Ya read all the

I REALLY LOVE YOU !
HOW CAN YOU REJECT ME ?

Poems

Round here

And it seems like there is only        One ***** Babe

writing them all !

::

I call this

COMPOSITE ENTITY


------- young girl lite --------


For she is certainly

LESS fulFILLING

than a real girl

&

don't really TASTE SO GREAT either !

What with her being drenched with

EGO JUICES

&

the sense of       TOTAL INSINCERITY

::


::

I mean

IF WE POETS WERE AS SINCERE

LOVING AND LOVEABLE

as we claim ourselves to be

WHY DONT POETS JUST FALL IN LOVE

WITH OTHER POETS !

( and thus we would all be immersed in

ENLIGHTENED LOVE ! )


But no we don't

Because we are not at all sincere

Nor are we truly seeking love

)(


We die before each other

Showing ourselves to be

Corpses of hollowness

Incompleteness

And absolutely no

Curiosity

Nor imagination


LAME PEOPLE

LAME POETRY

MEANINGLESS LIVES



we PRAISE the poets

Who keep the STANDARDS low


So we can all pretend we are standing up
To

Our purpose for Being Alive

OUR POETRY IS ALL A LIE

AS OUR LIVES ARE LIES

( but a lie we have all agreed to honor and re tell)

.
.

.


across

The desert sands

( Lonliness )

)(

Look around

At all the

Sisters and brothers

Chasing the dreams

They think are real !

)(

Gonna find a lover and go to heaven !

And live  the fantacy forever !

(:;:)

Till they start babbling crazily

That pain and joy are bout the same !

//

COME

Gentle yet strong

Out of the death of false  poetry

and loveless illusions

Into the creative power

Used as intended

Wisely humane

Purely human



.

...


Saying

OUCH !

does not make you a poet

••

When after UNCLE CHARLIE rapes you

You slice yourself with a razor

Does not make you a poet

•

When your lover leaves you and you cry

I'm Bwoken !
I 'm Bwoken !

Nope .... Not that either

><

A lotta **** wads
And dumb *****

Around here

Are telling you

NEVER TO BE CRITICAL

( don't wanna be a TROLL -- no ! No !!!!

Don't wanna be no TROLL ! )

)(

Saying

******* !
YOU HEAD UP YOUR ***

MORONS !

is the first symbolic step

Of the poetic experience

•••

I seen a poem today with 26 likes but

No comments !!!

HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE !!

//

We say

WE ARE POETS !
WE HEAL THE WORLD !

But we are frightened by fear
Of
Unpopular responses
To
Out comments

To even talk to each other

////

We are afraid of true communication.

We only write imaginary poem / letters

To those we claim to love !

)(

The world is being taken over by thugs and thieves

Amid our silences

As we finally choose our leader from 2 of them !!!

•

same story !

::

A few will heed and go free

And actually be a poet


//


It is a fine thing to be

//

You know

( obviously )

That it doesn't matter to me if you let

These poetry thugs make you afraid to be real

( that's your CHOICE )

"

What bothers me is seeing POETRY DEBASED

and seeing the humanity as depicted on these pages

Become a

PILE OF **** STINKING LOSERS

INSULTING ULTIMATELY

ANY GOD  YOU MIGHT SAY

YOU WANT TO KNOW !

come on


Wake Up !

GET TOUGH !

BE REAL !


Your next poem might be

Your last one



MAKE IT COUNT

OR GET FLUSHED

DOWN THE TOILET

WITH THE REST


.

.

.



Babble of words !


Promises and tears !


But a love not worthy of a lover !


•


The day breaks

The little children fornicate

In the shadows of their parents' bedroom

)(


The mystic sky !


The heavenly realm !


We do not know these things


::


Love !

Worthy of a lover !




if you see some let me know


.

.



cryin

In the Night

||~||~||

oh who ........ (?)

oh who ........( ?)



yeah yeah yeah

•


Who sees
------

Who they are hurting tonight ?

Who cares
------

who they hurting tonight ?


No one sleeping good tonight


So much Pain     Comin Down
Every single night !

••


Every child  knows

Every child sees

Every child

Pleading

For

Lovers
To set themselves free


.

.


along the slum street of our hearts

Where the crying children are left to die

We tell incredible stories

Of TRUE LOVE !

&

OF THE CHRIST !

( !!! )

•••

and await

The final day of our useless lives

)(
)(

Never wondering

Really

About anything
.

.



dragons in the sky


()


Sure mom


I'll be home early !

)(

It ain't real clear
what's  comin down

Who gonna  live

And who shall die

••

( she play peek a boo

Hind her pretty *******

Her ******* like her eyes ! )

)(

Child on the swings

Goin for a ride


( and comin back down again )


////


( the simplest  story says everything )

)(

She walks thru the park

She sees the children on the swings

She sees the dragons in the sky

••


She knows where she is


&


She knows why


.

.


& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHERE ?

)(

& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHY  ?

and he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

HOW ?

//////

so they went off together

Thru the streets of far-off places

The pirate & his lover

On their own

<>

& now it's I who seek them

Thru the streets of far -off places

The pirate & his lover

All alone




.

.


POETRY ....... (!)

She invites us to reveal our true selves

Our purest feelings

Our deepest adventures into

The farthest realms of mystery

And discovery

....

As we free our imaginations from the

Slave languages of an

Enslaved world

And to cultivate our own words and images

From within ourselves



////

So

What do we do ?

//

We portray our lives

As some repetitive trip

Between the bedroom and the bath room


Waving our naked bodies

In front of each other

And babbling the

Copy Cat

COOKIE CUTTER

Mundane platitudes

And ME TOO sound bytes

Over and over again !

( really

It's ALL plagerism ! )

About some crap possessive love

In which you ALL can hide

In some pretense that you are real  !


And YE call yer selves poets  !


MY GOD !

THE GALL !

.

.



New born


//                           Yet

( Somehow )

We can't change a thing !                          //

//

Hardly

( really )

HUMAN at all

//

Like patsies taking the fall

For all the governmental thieves

••

Love perverted

Loyalty betrayed


Children crawl the streets in ****** underwear

Looking for love

****** & *****

)(

Another night is over

::

In the morning ( ?)

???


Lying still born

In countless gutters



.

.



Who  

Is that lovely child (?)

""


Borne

By sacred questioning

To the heart of

All that really matters


"" • """

///

We are the

Gentle

The human

//

In this day called

THE END OF DAYS

••

she wanders

Out of the lust

Out of the ******* scenario

From the grafitti

Unto the hills and fields

//

The song of freedom !

Anyone can sing !


Come !


The long way home

It's a life worth living

A life of total honesty


.

.


Come on !

If we miss the beginning

We may Never catch up !



( so very tired )


!!!!!         !!!!!       !!!!!

Summer times are over !

( yer a         Workin man ! )

GOOD FOR YOU !

:::

Just be sure to pay your taxes on time

( yes sir ! )

•


•

So tired a seein all the dyin

So very tired

And  the crippled bodies

So tired

The crying hungry babies.

The tortured bodies

The *****

( I AM GOD ****** TIRED !' )

)?)



Little lost children questioning

Is the seed of goodness

are you there ?



.

<      >
~

( • )              ( • )



///


Hey lover girl !

Why don't you actually   LOVE   Someone  (?)

••

You never really SEE or KNOW

the poor dude you're babbling on about !

•

He don't even read your crap of words

Directed to him through us !

))

Just thought I'd tell ya

Yoi aint foolin no one

( or maybe --- only yourself )



c

.



Lo

( look )


The melted candle

( & it's true !


THE FIRE GOES OUT AT THE END OF IT ALL )

)(

( & everyone is milling around at the train station )

)(

Someone is whispering a prayer

That possibly something will be understood


••


""


••

She holds her baby in her arms

And stares so deeply

Into his eyes

.

.


love

----

Winds

( Constant movement )

words !

DARE WE REALLY SPEAK !

poet (?)

!!!!!!!!!!!!

" he hurt my feelings "

Doesn't quite

Make It !

( • )

//////

The women of the village

Know the way

//

Here

Where bodies are commodities for sale

The young girls

Romping naked thru the marketplace !

Get what they really seek

( NOTHING ! Nothing at all )

//

Just a few trite poems

And a sickness of soul

That may last a lifetime

)(

Headless girl

With her toys to be given away !

//

We'll see her in the nuthouse

After a while

.

.


We can read the poems on HP

We can read of or watch the political campaigns

AND THEY ARE OF ONE

COOKIE CUTTER GENRE

::

( made up
Love )

•
•

On every level

We destroy ourselves according

To the societal and cultural norms

We are told is proper !!

•

There is really

ONE POET

ONE CANDIDATE

ONE MASS MARKET OF
THE WALKING DEAD

//

****** perversity !

**** poetry

**** politicians

And YOU

:;

willing victims who

Just get ****** !


.

.



... & because it is important




(the Poem )


""

the only poem is that child over there


///

We WRITE his life

By the COURAGE we display

In living OUR OWN

•


( we are "broken"

Not because Joey Good **** is ...... Gone !

But because we have given up on

Living truthfully

And have abandoned Tomorrow

Unto the greed and hatred of OUR TODAY

•

I mean

WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR

TRAVAILS WITH YOUR BOY OR GIRL FRIEND

WHEN WE SEE YOUR WHOLE LIFE BEING WASTED

ON YOUR ******* LOVE ?

////

Give yourself at least a chance !

••

Okay ?

••••

just because you MISS HIM

Doesn't mean you should be together again

When it is obvious that you drifted apart

Because your life together was meaningless !

It was meaningless because your seperate lives

Were meaningless !

//

So (?)

//

Die !

Be re born !

NOW !

//

What ?

You think it might be different tomorrow !?

•

Nope

( just more ugly

With more Death )

::

Live

You can

( If you want )

.



Borne on the dying breezes

Hints of a beauty

Long since gone

•


JUST BECAUSE I AM FAT AND UGLY

ON THE OUTSIDE

DOESNT MEAN THAT IM NOT

BEAUTIFUL

ON THE INSIDE

......... she said

••

We all looked at each other

Most quizzically

& someone spoke

PERHAPS

PERHAPS NOT

BUT IT DOES INDICATE

YOU ARE PROBABLY UNHAPPY

::::::

freight train sight

He jumps the box car

Just in time

•

she lingers !!

If she comes with me

She'll be alright



.

O            0o0            O


::



You are my mother
You are my father
You are my brother

You are my friend

""

You are riches
You are wisdom

You are my all

My lord to me

                                      ------------ aarti

••

Brooklyn bridge at dawn !


Oh lord !

Here at last


::

baking bread the

Old fashioned way !

//

To begin again !

•

Oh yes !

Let's go !


/////

The simple feeling


The story true


""


The every sense of purity and grace !


""

I love you


The only word spoken here



.

.




On ******* row

(She was the best of em ! )

)(

Up
In them mountains

It is

!!!!!!!

graduated from the

High school scene

Went big time with her candy smile

And her total lack of subtlety

)(


Done so well

She ain't gotta write **** poetry

//

She got herself a real skill

At last !


.

.




so
Also


Love prevails



///////

into visions afore seen

We

Stumble forth


We enter REALITY

we do our part


We finally come to see

Clearly

Something like

TRUTH

•

( we are good )

""""""

The men
The women

//

Yes
We are here again !

( please don't ask us where we've been )

It'd only hurt to tell you

//

In full clarity

It is we who have come

It is we who are here


Trying to be what we must become



X

.




There you are !



I will take you home



If you want to go there




.