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170 · May 2023
Crash Landing
Michael Marchese May 2023
Working on
Reading your mind
A bit better
And weathering storm
Stinging thorns
Of forever
Together
In channeling
Turbulent tides
In embracing
The space between
Bridging divides
Overcoming the obstacle
Misunderstanding,
For otherworldlys’
Fall in love,
A crash landing
170 · Dec 2018
Invasive Species
Michael Marchese Dec 2018
They come out of nowhere
To find their next meal
From indigenous creatures
The sustenance, steal
Until they who are thriving
Off Earth's degradation
Leave leveled and fell
The native vegetation
And generations
Subsequently
Succumb
To the drumming of war
Over scrap-scrounging slum
For a chance to get some
Of what's needed to breed
Or be out-competed
And never plant seed
In the soil, eroded
Corroded foreboding
Anomalous storm-surging skies
Like an omen
Sent to undo
The mistakes
To erase this invasive
Humanity race
170 · May 2019
When I Can't Seem to Sleep
Michael Marchese May 2019
Sometimes
When I can't seem to sleep
I can write
Like a maniac raving
In slavish delight
To the barking mad
Lunacies
Loneliest night
Where I moonlight as me
And upstage other parts
That I keep under wraps
And entombed in the dark
Like a heart in a jar
On display in a bleak
Show museum
When I can't seem to sleep

And what secrets I keep Are all leaked to the public
But no one one among them
Would durst to be cursed
By my hex of depressive
Confessions immersed
In abysmal residual
Remnants of past
Strewn and scattered memories
Shatter like glass
From a cracked-mirror fist
Of what does it all mean
Still attempting to piece back
Together a dream
Just as broken as ever
Awoken to greet
The deceit I delete
When I can't seem to sleep

Merely reach for the pen
And allow it to speak
For the creature contained
In this well-mannered freak
Where by day it maintains
An illusion defusing
Conflictual bombs
All around me before
They explode into qualms
That I have with a world
In despair,
Disarray
Disrepair
And dismay once again
My disguise will betray
The real self
I withheld
But I'd like you to meet
The complete version counting
The seconds like sheep
In my true nature form
When I can't seem to sleep
170 · Mar 2023
Farewell to a Roommate
Michael Marchese Mar 2023
Failure to mention
Contractually bound
To a person I met,
Enjoyed having around
Even just for a moment
To show you around
Didn’t doubt
For a second
We’d welcome you in
Now I’m living the day
It all comes to an end
And within it
Each day
That I’m living it
Thinking
You couldn’t be gone
In the time
My eye’s blinking
And ever it was
So indifferently blind
Never grateful
Enough
For your presence
Was I
But another goodbye
I survive
Unperturbed
As the last words we said  
Were both
Honest
And heard
169 · Mar 2018
The Emperor Penguin
Michael Marchese Mar 2018
I really don’t care for the Westerner’s winter
It’s pretty to look at but after a while
It just
Cold
Since the nukes have been reign’n
Down oily black gold
And I told you before
It’s the frozen rose prose
That still nevermore ravens
And murders of crows
169 · Nov 2022
Reflections of the Enemy
Michael Marchese Nov 2022
We were the rivals
The antithesis
To offset
The in debt
The left’s clenched
Iron fist
To be squeezed ever tighter
On fruits of the market
Then,
As they starve,
Leave the people in darkness
169 · Dec 2017
Intro
Michael Marchese Dec 2017
They call me Tyrant
The gypsy warlock
I’m a poetry raven
Tick tocking the debt clock
An equinox battle ox
Socialist loner
A criminal guru
A Holy Ghost stoner
An ironclad nightshade
The wind in the trees
A stoic centurion
Freedom disease
A pondering star
A bazaaro safari
A strategy master
An ancient Atari
A Godzilla movie
The wall on the fly
I’m a riot on acid
A really fungi
169 · Apr 2023
Counter-Culture Warhead
Michael Marchese Apr 2023
Like Lucy saw Jesus
One day in the woods
No good deed more egregious
Than ghettoes
And hoods
But with armies like these
Who needs even
Have policies
When with ease
Reading
His enemies’
Strategies
Breed,
Outcompete,
Then delete
Actualities
Factual
Lacking,
Class
Gun-blasting
Tragedies
None more conspiring
To firing
Squad
Than the tyrant
Behind it
All’s
Fallout with God
168 · Apr 2024
My Wife
Michael Marchese Apr 2024
There when I’m going
Through worsening days
When I need your
Companionship’s
Various ways
Understanding this
Bond that we share
Only strengthens
How far we would go
Just consistently
Lengthens
The depths we uncover
The vulnerable sides
The internal unrest
Now at peace in your eyes
No disguise
Need apply
Anymore
I found you
And my vows remain true
From I do
To its tomb
168 · Nov 2017
Pascal’s Despair
Michael Marchese Nov 2017
The all-consuming nothing of the chaos opens wide
And back I gaze into its eyes with no where left to hide
Yet I take fright in not but nights
Spent lurking in my lair alone
From there my home seems otherworldly
She seems farther gone
For long have I forgotten waking moments
Lying next to her
As fleetingly as dreams escape the loves that never were
But I was sure, so very sure, that I had found it and I knew
That all cosmogony mythology
Realities were true  
As based in fact and artifact
As come to past lives can explain
That the meaning of forever
Was she left me in the rain
168 · May 2019
Mammoth
Michael Marchese May 2019
There is just too much possible
Human capacity
Shrouded in secrecy
Sealed in mendacity
Boxed away, locked
In a crate
Where it waits
To reveal itself to
Unsuspecting primates
Unprepared to see through
Panicking panoramas
Of primitive man
In his going bananas
Default modern setting
Upon the discoveries
Later regretting
Forgetting mistakes
Of the past
As we make
A genetically-engineered future
At stake
Is the current world order's
Next failed
Nation state
And the fate of a species
Contingent on how
We all lose track of time
Living here
In the now
168 · Apr 2023
Expect No Patronum
Michael Marchese Apr 2023
I am the dementor
Come
Gimme your soul
I’ll unfold
Its undoing
In withers of woe
As the shivers
Proliferate,
Glaciate,
Hold
You in skeletal clutches
My touch is
So cold
And I sow lonely
Floating
Atop blighted fields
As I sap the life out of
Your energy
Feels
Shall it yield
To me screaming
In resonant fear
When before you
My spectral dread
Form
Reappears
168 · Aug 2017
Apollo
Michael Marchese Aug 2017
The moments become
A millennium
Floating forever, suspended in time
And each second you wait
On the sisters of fate
Is an eon of muses that passes you by
So I take to the skies
And with eagle eyes see
To be lord of the lyre
Is my destiny
167 · Aug 2021
The Evacuee
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Still running away
Like a fugitive slave
From your capital paradise
Digging my grave
Be it edible poison
Or poisonous drink
Be it 9 to 5 nightmares
Still pushed to the brink
We all synchronize
Sheepishly
Safe and secure
Entertained
And brain-drained
In another lost war
167 · Apr 2021
The Pathfinder
Michael Marchese Apr 2021
Ask me two years ago
Where would I be
I could never predict
It’d be close to the sea
I’d have never projected
The future in store
Would be one in which I
Didn’t have any more
Terse objections,
Complaints
Detestations to feint
That I actually care
Still concern myself with
Goings-on in the universe
Dare to commit
To a cause of nobility,
Selfless servility
Not solely self-indulge bliss
Instability
But, maybe its
Ignorance is unfounded
And by its abyss
I’m not always surrounded
Unbound and I’m often astounded
How free
It seems I really am
To choose my
Destiny
Michael Marchese May 2018
I want to sound
Respectful
I want to sound
Polite

But every,
Single, *******
Thing I say  
Is seen in black and white
167 · Nov 2024
Laid Off
Michael Marchese Nov 2024
My overloaded  
Brain
Is short-circuitously
Sane
And drained away
Its finely balanced
Jenga tower
Pieces lay
All strewn about the floor
Defeated
I’ve conceded
Earnings needed
When the wellsprings that sustain them
Are supposedly
Depleted
And it seems
Despite devotion
To in service
Indispensable
Convenience
Kindness
Courtesy
Is not so fundamental
As to render it
An integral
Expenditure
To budget
And from livelihood
Parts of me  
Now they must cut it
166 · Oct 2018
Eeboo
Michael Marchese Oct 2018
What they don't know
Won't hurt them
Not here to desert them
Or try to convert them
Effects that I happen to have
Inadvertent
But certain am I
What these people teach me
Born from not but the dirt
To grow into a tree
In their dormancy sleeps
A compassion for life
But their lot in it sharpened
It into a knife
And a spear tip to stave off
The predators lurking
I'm simply an herbivore
Shepherd observing
166 · May 2022
The Boy on the Beach
Michael Marchese May 2022
Just give me the ocean
My only last bastion
My massive
Enormity
Thralldom
Comes crashing
To swallow me whole
Then unfold
My serenity
Visions of boundless
Effulgent
Prosperity
Stretching and spanning
Horizon tomorrows
To bottle me up
In a vial of sorrows
I’ve written to her
Ever faithfully true
And submerged in her mysteries
I am deep blue
166 · Oct 2019
Relationship Material
Michael Marchese Oct 2019
Can't look at her now
Couldn't even back then
I don't know if she knows
If it happened
And when
I extended my hand
On that balcony ledge
And drew her into my
Burning flag-bearing pledge
My allegiance unfaithful
To her's in its purest
Convictions as graceful
As mine
Are abhorrent
Exhorting their pleasure
Two forms pressed together
Succumbing to Hedonist
Weakness
Whenever
It renders me deader
Than "death do us part"
In contrarian fashion
To what I Descartes
For the heart
Isn't really
The love that we feel
And if she really felt it for me
Was it real?
Was it even the same
Kind of strain
Of in vain
To express it to her
As the most welcome pain
I could ever again
Comprehend
Or explain
That to be without it,
Without her
Was the end
165 · Jul 2018
Into the Abyssinia
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
Big plans for the world
Guess you have to start small
And in doubt default setting mode
Question it all
I think god itself lives here
Just can’t seem to care
Know the devil is listening
But he wouldn’t dare
Show his face in these parts
Be so bold as to send
His archangels who speak
In the tongues I have penned
In my feuding, conflicting
Immutable selves
The supreme being me
Into nothingness delves
165 · Aug 2019
The Futurists
Michael Marchese Aug 2019
At first they’ll say
It’s set in gold
Longevity
No growing old
Prosperity
For everyone
As boundless growth
Eclipses sun
And underneath
Utopian
Pretensions
Lies the rot therein
Mutations
Modified to be
Perfection
Specimens to see
What we in all
Our vanity
Have made of genes
And cells
And DNA
And God itself  
Just fades away
Awaiting Brave New Worlds
In which
Our human nature
Is the glitch
And with it switched
For automation
No more signs of life
To station
Out in space
Among the stars
Replaced by colonists
On Mars
And flying cars
Are eco-friendly
All remaining species
Envy
What they promised
Was in store
For those who pay
A little more
165 · Sep 2024
In These Pages
Michael Marchese Sep 2024
In these pages
I’ll awaken
What the world
Has long forsaken
I will mourn the loss
Of nature
In these pages
I’ll engrave it
I will tell her that I love her
Bear my soul
For all to share
And I will cover
In these pages
Reasons readers
Should beware
Of when too long
Bereft of pages
To engage in
My catharsis
I become instead
The words
Never preserved
Except in darkness
165 · May 2
Librarians
Gatekeepers
Guarding
The access
To knowledge
And some
Greater evils
We had to abolish
165 · Mar 2021
Marketing Techniques
Michael Marchese Mar 2021
What you’re eating
Out of season
Like a beast
Devoid of reason
Isn’t needed,
Just desired
Just a craving
Soon expired
Fed the flesh of others’ labor
Global slavers
Have conspired
To consume, convince,
Condition
You to slobber for rewards
That good nutrition is
Consistent with
What gluttony affords
Just a vegan lion among sheep
164 · May 2021
Lost in San Diego
Michael Marchese May 2021
Wandering aimlessly
Never in vain
But this weekend
I couldn’t find
Where the right way
Was directed,
Expected
To be at my car
In a matter of minutes
But ended up far
From its parking space
Downtown and bound
For another night ruined
And in its shame
Crowned
164 · Feb 3
Skating
Initials in squiggles
Across the concrete
Not a weekend goes by
I’m not grinding
The street
Right beside me
The beach
Could be cares atop cares
Atop cares
But I keep
With sanguinity
Gleaming
No nightmarish woe
Stems the flow
Of my dreaming
My highly unstable
Imbalanced
Reordering
Chaos
And lawlessness
Madness is bordering
Verging
On dare I say
Peace
All too simply
Or balk at the notion
Someone could convince me
This isn’t my tide,
Wave to ride
But ambition
That power I seek
Isn’t found to me
Different
164 · Nov 2021
The Shut-In
Michael Marchese Nov 2021
Just keep taking
Aggravating
Me with every smile faking
Have to get along
I know
But I can’t wait
For you to go
No longer even think us friends
Just here until the leasing ends
But spend
And spend
Don’t make amends
Don’t pay for anything
Pretend
You’re welcome,
Wanted,
Here belong
That this is even
Right and wrong
You’ve made it so
It’s only mine
This house,
The home
You undermine
And treat as if
It’s limitless
All you consume
To still exist
Beneath a roof
You can’t afford,
Behind closed doors
Of insecured
164 · Jul 2024
The Longest Goodbye
Michael Marchese Jul 2024
The longest goodbye
The most longing to die
I have ever considered
The flowers have withered
And soon enough die
Upon hitherto
No more embrace
We can trust
We just give in
Forgive
And just feel the love
Rust
And like that
She is gone
I keep trying
I fail
Can’t avail
Me enough
And whatever becomes of us
I will still
Wanderlust
Wondering why
Does it hurt
To alive
And return to eternity’s
Longest goodbye…
164 · Apr 2021
Contingencies
Michael Marchese Apr 2021
No plan to back up
All you’d lose
Just haven’t yet
Learned to refuse
The risk adrenaline
Incites you,
Tempers you,
And reignites you
So exciting,
Then it’s not
Now failure
Perforates the plot
And disappointment
Disapproves
Embarrassment
Disquietudes
Can’t even watch the morning news
Without your judgment
And disdain
An older form
Of growing pains
Would not dyspeptically
Emerge
In caffeinated stressors
Surge
Convergent point
Of no return
164 · Jul 2022
The Necronomicon
Michael Marchese Jul 2022
Who fathoms
Such fell
Otherworldly
Monstrosities
Pray tell the master
Of cosmic
Hypotheses
Inter-dimensional
Overlords  
Reigning
Unyielding,
Unbound
By these pages containing
The secret to death
And its infinite ominous
Dominance
Bottomless
Is the oblivion
Marking my provenance
Summon calamity gods
In my godlessness
Vaunted to prominence
In the abstract
Science-fiction
Addiction
Dark matters
Of fact
164 · Jan 2018
Arbenz
Michael Marchese Jan 2018
And just like that they
Overthrow another democratically-elected
People-powered new direction
For the right to be progressive
In a world of such oppressive
Selfish-serving private interest
In the businesses we model in our images
Unlimited horizons in a modernizing age
Of representative plutocracy
Performing on the stage
164 · Jun 2021
Is This Thing on?
Michael Marchese Jun 2021
And she’s not
Coming back
Dreadful fact,
Drop the act
Your just mirror and smoking
The unspoken pact
Perhaps it
Could have lasted
And withered away
Still at least in the sight of her
Aging and gray
Waste away with me,
Lay with me,
Bask here all day with me
I ran astray
You were my
Scared of death delay
One greater reason
To actually care
To despair less in knowing
I’m all too aware
It was barely a blink
In the lifespan of time
It was scarcely-resourcing
Discourses
Of mind
And yet mine is here wondering
Onward into
Was it me who so tragically
Failed to love you
163 · Dec 2021
Partnership
Michael Marchese Dec 2021
No more distractions,
Attachments,
Compassions
Could match with
Some matches
Of ashes fall down
But they wouldn’t be her
And by her am still bound
And I just can’t imagine
A million and one
Beauty pageants
Don’t have it
They wouldn’t be fun
Couldn’t temper the zealot
The way that she could
Center me to expel it
In ways to be good
More conducive to us
And the rest of the world
Could erode into dust
If I must go on bearing
The lust of love lost
Like two names in a heart
In a tree trunk embossed
There was just the implicit
Please stay what I need
Feed addictions
And drink
Until it’s time to breed
163 · Jun 2023
The Supplicants
Michael Marchese Jun 2023
Mindless hate
Fueling,
The spectacle
Ruling
The idol lies
Hypnotized,
Slavishly drooling
Like homeschooling
******
In repressed
Insecure
And alone,
Unexpressed
Will turn into
A war
For your loyalty
Soil,
Your toil,
Your vote
For the royalty’s
Dynasty’s
Building a moat
And awoke
Is unwelcome
Just go back to sleep
As they reap your American dreams
Counting sheep
163 · Feb 2023
Disempowered
Michael Marchese Feb 2023
Madness
Serenity
Misplacing
Memory
Never be
Jealousy
Moribund’s
Elegy
No more
Fecundity
Blooms
From the fertile
Just ashen heap
Mountainous
Obstacles
Hurdle
No optional
Off and on
Switch to the shifted
We riff,
And we drift,
And we sift
Through the misfits
And this is  
My gift,
My accursed
Uniqueness
The strength that I draw
From the wellsprings of weakness
163 · Jul 2018
Hometown Pariah
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
Bible thumpin’
Tractor humpin’
Runs on Dunkin
Country bumpkin
Never seen the world like me
On everything
It seems that we
Do not agree
Can not be free
As equals in humanity
Michael Marchese May 2023
I let pride
Cloud my judgment
Of you
Safest space
I could place
My delusions
Delay
Decay’s pace,
Decades pass
We react
Like it’s all white and black
And the toll it exacts
Statistician’s
Poll tax
Is the mission
The merchant of death’s
Righteous path
So make safe in the shadows
And count out the facts
Or the gallows
Will bring back
The odds
Ever favor
The gods
As they savor
The fruits of our labor
162 · Feb 2018
Poetic Justice
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
‘Tis not by the sword
But the pen that I fall
For I’ve taken such life
From the words that I scrawl
With a lack of remorse
Without fear of reprise
Smote each note that I wrote
Where my body now lies
In this crypt that I keep
For the lost and alone
Sordid syllable sins
I can never atone
Alter ego, a murderous
Maniac switchblade
Slicing and spilling
The blood on this blank page
Slaving away
As a servant of earth
As I fiendishly crave
Sullen graves of rebirth
I have cheated and stolen
The fortunes of kings
I have sacrificed gods
For these archangel wings
But I won’t break your heart
I’ll devour it whole
Then I’ll wash it all down
With a glass of your soul
So perhaps some day soon
Or in eons impending
Will karma’s melodic prose
Herald my ending
162 · Dec 2017
Pygmalion
Michael Marchese Dec 2017
Could she ever be perfect enough to appease me
For all that I see turns to stone and unknown
And I never quite know which direction is home
Without love, without care, without someone to share
My envision exquisite delectable peace
That does not simply speak to seek my higher truth
But to offer a bite of her own passion fruit
162 · Oct 2023
Ad Hominem
Michael Marchese Oct 2023
Attacking the man
Not the candidate’s plan
Nor his policy
Killing spree
Gun in each hand
Let the grandstand
Theatrics
Commence
The pretense
Can’t convince me
Some fool in a suit
Represents
What expensive
New spectacle  
Circuses
Act
On behalf of the people
Before super PAC
162 · Feb 2019
Up to no Good
Michael Marchese Feb 2019
Though not yet defeated
I deign to refrain
From persistent deceiving
My efforts in vain
Are instead of importance
Engendering change
Could it be
So naive
To believe
I contain
Any worthy, exemplary
Character traits
Individuate me
Among all candidates
Who elect to defect
From oppressive execs
And exchequers exacting
Exploitative wealth
But self-serving
Is surely
Intended in each
Of the altruist parable
Pennings I preach
Of the lingua franca
Fratricidals I teach
And the lesson I learn
I discerned in this callous
Misanthropomorphic
Irascible malice
161 · May 2017
Cogito Ergo Sum
Michael Marchese May 2017
If not alive, than what am I
What is this world if not sublime
It must be real
These places, faces
Human races
Where they go and what they do
I wonder to the point of pain
And spill it from this point of pen
For me and them and her still there
In each full page from her blank stare
Concluding in those eyes is where
I come to know the meaning is
Of meaningless without her kiss
But emptiness is my purpose
It's cancerous, without remiss
Black holes within this plotted course
Yet still my trails are blazed with force
Of suns and skies and mountain quakes
When God beneath my feet forsakes
My brothers, sisters, still they bow
All I can do is question how
And why and what and who, where, when
Does this journey ever end
Or just transcend beyond the tombs
The answers are they set in stone
An epitaph of flesh and bone
Alone I've tread questions engraved
Upon the masses' minds enslaved
Until they deal as I have dealt
Until they dwell as I have dwelt
In universes I have felt
The bloodshed of these battles fought
Eternities in instants sought
Out to share these lessons taught
To will to life my conscious thought
161 · May 2022
Sinbad
Michael Marchese May 2022
Decline the sky,
Embrace abysses
Where the squids
And whales
Do business
All the riches,
Plunder,
Spoils
Hell beneath us
Cracks and boils
Shores erode
Before my eyes
And deeper still
My shipwreck dives
Alive, but cold
I shiver in
The maelstrom’s
Unrelenting spin
It’s been so hard
To find the one
To bask beside
Beneath the sun
But kingdom comes
For me
No queen
Save for
My consort
Seven seas
161 · Jul 1
The Dictator for Life
And one day soon
Hence
You will get your
Comeuppance
Your tongue-biting
Sycophants
Stay their reluctance
To mutiny
23 times
Run you through
As across senate floors
Your blood pours
Into view
161 · Feb 2021
The Vital Impulse
Michael Marchese Feb 2021
Makes us human
Not machine
Compels us to
Laugh at obscene
Without the instinct
Speciation
Specious,
Merely
Speculation
Artifice intelligence
The origin itself
Distorted
Only intuitions
Sort it
Out
For we are more
Conformed to flout
The mechanistic
Too simplistic
Logic
Carbon  
Organisms
In a rhythmic
River of
Consistent flow
Step in,
Step out
And then you know
This life anew
Not quite
A circle
Its dynamics
Sempiternal
Based on the philosophical position coined by Bergson
161 · Jun 2019
Killing Time
Michael Marchese Jun 2019
How quickly a year
Can elapse
Is astonishing
Make every moment
Worthwhile
Admonishing
Me
To be actively present
And pleasant
Each second
Or live to forget
The remembrance
In remnants of memories made
In sustaining
Begrudgingly forcing
Facades of equating
Superior intellect
Deigning to feigning
This greeting sincerely
A matter of act
To surpass the harassing
******* in class
In cacophonous braying
Displaying a crass
Disposition of *******
Herd-mindless en masse
Merely falling in line
Until their turn to die
Comes as natural to me
As the killing of time
161 · Dec 2021
Out of the Shell
Michael Marchese Dec 2021
What could becoming
Approaching me
Changing me
Ask me ten years ago
Where would the day begin?
Never my answer
In offices spacing
Or running down PCH
Shorelines embracing
The end in its infinite
Solitude version
My pen in its diffident
Strokes of subversion
Immersion in worlds
Of colossal
Impossible
Postulates
Posterity
As unstoppable
Once I can find
The best way I can lead
A brief day in the sun
Then in shadows recede
161 · Mar 2019
Lament of the Maker
Michael Marchese Mar 2019
I sculpt all these gods
And I craft all these muses
Yet still the design
Of mere mortals
Confuses
Don't know what to do
If each one of them chooses
The course of their own destiny
But then loses
Their self
In a false
Divination
And sight of the light
In their darkest temptation
How can I unmake them
Without bend or break them
For I do not answer
Their prayers
I forsake them
And ask not that they
Construct temples and pillars
To hoist in my image
The banners of killers
160 · Jul 2017
Unworthy
Michael Marchese Jul 2017
I could run to the ends of the earth
But she'd find me
Still hiding myself from the days
That remind me
Of falling in more
Than a pit of despair
My descent into love
Was a cavernous lair
Where the light at the end of the tunnel
Was blinding
But still as my shadow was she there beside me
Enveloping severed tie contracts unwinding
Confining my wandering conscious to climbing
A vast range of mountains
To swim in the skies
So that I might behold her
With worthier eyes
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