You dance within the reveries
Of loves I’ve left behind
You cry my river flowing elegies
Of broken valentines
And in the shadows I reside in
There you are to light the way
You sway like seasons in the changing
Moody climate on display
And with an avalanche inferno
You ignite my icy gaze
And your embrace
Is of the glaciers
Melting me like microwaves
In which the minutes
Are mirages
An oasis from the thaw
And with your worldly imperfections,
Rectify my mortal flaw

Cruising along
Ethiopian road
A lake town in the distance
A valley below
Craggy precipice plummets
To cracks in the earth
Like the hands made of stone
Hungry people at work
Abodes humble of mud,
Children play in the dirt
In its quilt pattern patches
Tread bare under hoof
The trees bent out of shape
Like the tin atop roof
And alone they dot plots
Of communal religion
Give thanks to your gods
That it’s not my decision

Exhaust myself venturing
Into unknowns
In my bones start to feel
Myself slowly grow old
Still resilient
Resistant
My youth is recalcitrant
As it revolts against
Wasted time I have spent
Brooding, colluding
With vanities decadent
Lusting for power
Remembered by all
For how I rose to seize it
From others’ downfall
Just to plummet as one
Of the outcasts of hubris
Ambition’s abortions
Successes’ refuses
Reclusive within
My hermitic exile
With nothing to gain
Think I’ll sleep for awhile

Still never underestimate the peasantry
The plenary
Pie in the sky
Deified
Penitentiary
Since humans are
Simplest of
A life’s forms
Only one
Lives for more
Than existence’s
Norms

Avarice sits upon
An empty promise throne
And in its midst
Are all the homeless
Ghosts, condemned to roam alone

We didn’t have much
But made do
With a few
Scattered seeds
Then we hoped,
And we prayed
As they grew
And renewing the earth
Introduced us from birth
How to value
The little
Material worth
Was afforded to us
In surplus
We could trade
Or in selling it for
What we couldn’t have made  
On our own
For such constructs
Unknown
To a people
Whose ties to the land
Ever has been
Its equal

You don’t know starvation
Salvation encases you
In a cocoon
Metamorphosis rendering
You in a tomb
Or immersed in a banquet
You cannot consume
Not a gleaming, ethereal
Rapturous tune
Some melodic muse meadow
Eternity bloom

When there’s food here to waste
But salvation embraces you
In a suitcase
Destination intending
No final embrace
Nor respite, from the home office
Lifeless escape
Just a go away
Far away
Fade
Happy place

But there’s nothing to eat
As salvation effaces you
In the devoid
When the maker class
Trades human nature
For droid
In an idle mind’s
Workshop
Of captives employed
By the one who evolved
From the God Asteroid

Young and aware
Of what’s going on here
And you don’t want me telling
The world
I see clear
Through conspiracy theory
To blatant infringements,
Hear populist speech
As elitist enrichment
We get
That this globalized
Laundering scheme
Still comes at the expense
Of a kid’s right to dream
And with dignity,
Eat, play and love
Their identity
Willfully
Deem what their destiny
Ought to be
Sovereignty
Owed an apology
Long overdue
From the old leadership
Still afraid of the new

Don’t know where I’m going
With this one at all
Just put pen to the paper
And let the words fall
Scrawling what’s second nature
To me
Easily
And since I can remember
Congenitally
Have I been
Symbiotically linked
To the ink
Synchronized,
Deep inside
It divines what I think
And I guide it
To keep reading my
Peace of mind
As it glides like the tides
On the shorelines of time
With the grace of a pianist’s fingers
Through chimes
With melodic  
Methodically
Hypnotic rhymes
It designs
Then decides
Every subsequent line
As if stars
In a perfect night’s sky
We align
Vital signs
Intertwined
In a quest to describe
What alive and a lover
To die for
Implies

Ensnare with my arrogant hair
Barren gorgons
And arid wastelands,
Robber barons,
And Mormons
Alike
And still stormin’
The shores,
Waging wars
Then awaiting the swarm in...
Ignoring the warnings,
Invade any brain draining
Third world conforming
To get back on track,
On the road,
To the beacon
The opportune nest,
Restive garden of Eden
Distribute it evenly,
Plunder its troves,
Then enrichment,
Conscripting
Its voters in droves
I convince the invincible
Youth to support us,
And bury the gentry
Who choose to abort us
Beneath what their legacy
Formerly claimed
A hegemony over
The soldiers enchained
‘Gotta cavalry charge
Of the labor force
Horses
And infantry drones
Who have grown so remorseless
So prone to divorces
Their arguments formed
In a silence’s moment
When omens of showmans
Class clash
Is the act
I remind the fine-diners
Of how to react
To the change
They don’t want
To result from the bill
Like hypocrisy
Eats,
But can’t stomach the ****

When she doesn’t answer
Romance is a cancer
No chance to convey it,
Impart it,
Display it,
Articulate,
Codify
How it’s created
So plainly
It drains me
Restrains me
Held down
By a weight
Heavy deeper,
It’s dragging me down
Always found
At least one
To do things to my mind
And fixation upon her
Within it confined

We just have to perch
And the lurkers
Come searching
They know we’re the guys
That get high
With the earthlings

Lost
Lost
My precious is lost
But it’s not like I need it
To increase the cost
But we’re tired of trying
Of dying inside
Every day
Keep it quiet
And I would’ve
Stood with you
Looked to you
Smiling
Should all come to ruin
Return to exiling
Ourselves when the end of us
Doesn’t instill
What we feel
What we fail to see
Ails us
Ill will
The molehill into mountains
Too steep to traverse
The adversity
Can’t overcome it
Immersed
In impersonal
All out assaults  
On our faults
When the love becomes hate
And we hurt
By default

I’m thrashing
And moshing
And flailing around
On my blades
Like a stray
Rabid dog in a pound
Like I’m not in control
Of my feet on the ground
And I hammer it down
A clenched fist
Of the left
And deflect
Away bullets
Still visiting death
Upon youth of the nation
Our future,
Our pride,
And I silently roar out
The anger inside
Let the wind in my eyes
Hide the liquidized
Pain
And then bang on the drums
In my
Morning migraine
All the while
My cardiac
Under arrest
I refuse to take rest
Until this is expressed
So let muses
And Titans
And furies
Converge
And confer
Upon me
Metal gods
To secure
Today’s victory,
Triumph,
Prevail over all
For henceforth
And forever
The empires fall

Just take it
Disgraceful
Exploitative snakes
Your duplicitous
Subterfuge
Scam aggravates
Me to no end
Dependent
On what you provide
Just another class luxury
Robbing me blind
Been deprived
A lot worse
And still found a connection
To internet speeds
Expediting depression
And I will secure its
Expanses of bandwidths
As if overlords
Of the data plan
Planned it

Sharp
Jagged fragments
Of shattering madness  
Still strewn about
Corpse-littered scores of my sadness
But glad this
Morass
Won’t reflect in the glass
Any faster than present
Is mirroring past

Always the hero
In my own story
I craft greater states
Just to bask in the glory
Of having fed millions
Or starved them the same
I enslave nations just
To preserve my surname
For I came, saw and conquered
Laid claim with a stroke
Of the sword or the pen
Lesser men I have smote
From the history
Victory mine
For all time  
With my sickle, the tithe
I deflower your bride
With my hammer
Devise
Revolutions worldwide

Be they Soviet winters
Or Yankee free trades
Be they fascism cinder’s
Unholy crusades
They all circle back to
Me on top of the graves
To parades in my honor
Yet at your expense
I dispense with fair housing
And build tenements
Whilst enriching my vassals
My castle secured
With a horde of war dogs
At my beck and call
Forge
The steel bent to my will
The wheel spinning the mill
The drill rigging the bill
Becomes law
I instill

In your progeny
Serving me
My private property
Simply livestock market
Panic posterity
Feeding my Titanic
Furnace of industry
Making my products,
My profits, my brand
Stamped upon its collection
Of serfs I command,
Posted signs propagating
Updated newsstand
Bought and sold
By my no more gold standard
Stronghold
Growing old
I suppose
But foreclosing
Still now
So submit to
Depend on me,
Bend the knee,
Bow

Still writing
The sorrow incarnate
Foremost
I’ve been dead to the world
For so long
I’m a ghost
And forlorn
Only shores
Of serenity
Mourn  
Though reborn
In the storm
Of asunder
Am torn
Into equal parts
Heartened
And darkened
By day
So alive
But inside
I’m comprised of decay
Not astray
Anymore
Not afraid
To endure
But the horror
Of losing her
My Nevermore

Friends come to conflict
More often than norm
Agitated with ease
Merely from
Being bored
Self-absorbed
In the day goes by
Nothing change brain
Draining out
As it preoccupies
Its inane
Inclination
To waste its own time
But what better use of it
Than live off the dime
Of the government’s
Money
Least partially mine
A leech parsing through slime
I’m just making my way in the world
Going buy

Not one thing
Another
Will make itself known,
Instigate
Aggravate me
Unstable my home
It’s the can’t find a job
Or the wifi won’t work
Undesirable traits
Of my roommates
That irk
And the dread of course
Lurking
Implacable
Discontent
In perpetuity
Renders me impotent
Broken, don’t fix it
I can’t even implement
Simple solutions
To ongoing quandaries
Life cycle spun out
To dry
***** laundry

What to be grateful for,
Thankful for
Oh, I don’t know
I guess life’s not so bad,
Not so drab,
I suppose
There is much to appreciate
Right,
Happy place
With a sumptuous feast,
Elite eastern coast waste
Guess I could’ve been born
To the Neo-World colonies,
Roanoke winters,
Or scorching earth policies
Donner parties,
Autocratic regimes,
Or some lesser known creature’s
Inferior genes
In extremes of extinguished
Existence exposed
To the homelessness
Hope itself
Henceforth foreclosed
To the could’ve been sired
By mired in dire
Straights shot
By the cops
In the ceaseless crossfire
Conspiring to topple
The evil empire
With nothing else left to lose
Her most of all
So I guess I give thanks
It is not that awful

Don’t worry about me,
Move on
Don’t look back
You were meant for the future,
The past is my path
And I’ve strayed from it often
And even now deviate
Can not alleviate
How much it hurts
To inflict the affliction
Of memory’s curse
On the blur that was her
Still a chapter I cherish
Would rather fixate upon it
As I perish
Remember it perfectly
Not this perversity
Warped mutilation
Instill it within
My despair sequestration
And dwell with it
Lingering,
Haunting
My days
And by night
Write it as
This forgetfulness maze
But escape
Inconceivable
I still believe in you
Thus, the undying impression
You’ve made
Carves its way
Once again
To take shade in the fade

All it adds up to
Delusional
Sentiment
Not necessarily
Miracles
Heaven sent
And I’ve spent
Precious
Invaluable
Time
On believing,
Conceiving
It there in my mind
Or somewhere
That contains
God complexity
Brains
But refrains
From more formally
Praying
Its games
Although every
So often
I soften
The skeptic
When signs appear
Crystal clear
Waxing poetic

It’s like
You get close to it
Make the most
Boast of it
Gloat prematurely
Expecting a raise
But demote insecurely
Your capital gain
You’re worth less
In the game
And identify solely
With figures
Of fame
But attain
Ultimately
No dividends paid
Just a diffident
Dissonance
Caught in the rain
Just an incident
Waiting to happen
In shame
And of innocence
Soaking in sin
Your soul stained
And of fortunes untold
For blood sold
You are blamed
Until all you can do
Cut your losses
And run
Come to terms
With the zeroes and ones
You’ve become

Given away
I was so close to seeing you
Stuck in debating
Extraneous being true
Wasted all semblance
Of once we were there’d
And instead favored wavering
How much I cared
How I shared it was worse
More infrequent,
Distorted
Equivocated,
Obfuscated
Contorted
In all sorts of warped
Bending mind
Out of shapes
Anything but the form
Of the time that it takes
From us aging, decaying,
And drifting apart
From diminished roles playing
Their part in the heart

Can’t be described
But here goes my best try
It’s ineffable gods
It’s the blue in the sky
It’s the human conditioned
To think it at all
It’s the ocean’s enormity
Bask in the thrall
Of its forces of nature,
Its danger,
Its source
It’s emotion,
It’s motion,
It’s timeless of course
It’s the universe
Planting its seeds
As it breeds
As it breathes its life into
The bodies it feeds
It’s a memory’s
Melody,
Pleasure and pain
It’s microbial jungles
And cells in the brain
It’s the energy jolt’s
Inspirational spark
It’s the howling wolf moon’s
Looming gloom in the dark
It is solace’s
Salience,
Silence’s synthesis
Synapses syncing with
External stimulus
Susurrations
Of the wistfulness winds
It’s the smiling sunshine
On the earth as it spins
And continues presenting us
Plentiful gifts
So partake
And reciprocate
Its blissfulness

Built atop the promises
And broken in the lies
Then stolen from the peasants
For the gentrified disguise
The thinnest lines dividing pledges
To the people whose allegiance
To resenting oppositions
In petitions of their grievances
Elected under shady deals
Revealing just how similarly
Secrets are concealed
And normalcy is petty bourgeoisie
And bureaucratic tape
And the electorate is in on it
Complicit in the ****
It’s inescapable, two-faced and dull
The trite remarks and punditry
The policy dishonesty
The everything is free
And then perception is distorted
Knowledge power is withheld
And mass consent is manufactured
By the votes they buy and sell
To stretch the cyclical stagnation
In its literal translation
To the nation separated
In each origin creation
Still scapegoated by the pet issues
They prize as consolation
Maybe somewhere long ago
Perhaps the demos had foreseen it
Now the future generations
Hardly care enough to screen it
Just believe that it’s the only way
That progress is ensured
So keep diplomacy expendable
War-profiteers insured
For there are some who see
Both points and sides
Leave no rights left
In house divides

Not the GOAT
I’m the satyr
The living hell raiser
The wicked witch
Kingdom come’s
Last savior slaver
A treacherous,
Lecherous,
Heathen heart-*****
The stake through
The maker’s
Snake oil dictator
The hiss of death,
Venom-fang
Language translator
Original sin’s
Grin and bare intimater
Serrated edge,
Biting blade,
Weeping-vein razor
The later dude
Crude metal-headed
Crusader
The twisted mind
Victimless crime
Perpetrator
A raider of arks,  
A dark arts educator
A jack of all trades
But a 2 at hard labor
Unsavory aftertastes,
Spider face craters,
And spite, blight and plight
Just for fun
Instigator
From cradle to grave
Misbehavior’s
Disclaimers
Disclosing your soul
To my Faustian waivers
Dispose of your woes
In my incinerator
And from it compose with me
Frozen rose prose  
But be free of its crown of thorns
Horned in shadows

Venture forth
Not for
The promise
Of better days
Do so
Pursuing
The founding
Of better ways
Forward
And onward
You go
Undeterred
When in doubt
Trust yourself
Not just words
That you heard
And assured
You’ll be fine
You were here
For a while
Not perfect
But flawed
Ever more
Versatile

What secrets lie deeper
Than sleeping abysses
Than tombs of Ulysses
Or fixed moon-eclipses
Of frequencies seeping
Like squeaky transmissions
Then frequently keeping
Timeless prejudices
Like credence’s ignorance
Bliss crucifixes
And Uighur believerless
Prison submissions
Than reaping,
Heat-seeking,
Drone missiles
Peace-weeping
Crone mothers
Of martyrs
Whose weakness is meek
Wikileak
Double-speak
Delete button deceit
Pressing prescient unrest
From the jaws of the defeat
In its seething,
Bereaving
Surfeit of aggrieving
The victims
Of systems
Resistant to change
Still insisting the rest
Of the chess-pieces
Play
In its zero-sum,
Urban slum,
Loaded gun
Game
Disengage
Them from business of war
For monopoly,
Peremptory
Is its claim
To displaced, defaced property
Sold to the grave
To the slave master’s tract
Of false facts
And half-truths
Like removal axe
Chopping down
Forbidden fruits
As in rueful despair
Helplessness
I prepare
For the end of a world
No incentive to care
That I still seem to bare
Upon shoulders
A flare
With the sun-burning heights
Pushing boulders
Up there
To upon the landholders
Below
Let it go
To at least
Level fields
And let stakeholders know
I have something to show
For this perilous,
Pitiless
Peregrination
A fool’s errand,
Grandeur trip
Globalization

Stats and factions,
Facts and fictions
Good intention’s
Contradictions
Lying dead
For promised land,
The losses gaining
Upper hand
Though seldom from it
Passes grasp
Of power into
Lower class
The apparatus acclimates
Itself
And then recalibrates
The plan
Then weatherman’s ad hoc
Projects its stocks
And locks the vox
Within a box,
An echo chamber,
Feedback loop
Of fueling anger
Just to get
One click away
From censoring
Each word you say
For pre-determined
Points for talking
Social credit score
Is stalking
Hawking eyes
Are everywhere,
Don’t blink,
Don’t think,
You wouldn’t dare

Study me
Etch your recordings
And findings
Display me in cages
And book cases bindings
My kind did to yours
Far more worse
Inhumanities
When we spoke alien
Language
Profanities
All that was heard
All we saw
Was the enemy
Somehow at odds
With what we
All pretend to be
Not just a *******
Reflection
Of people
Behaving like animals
Eating their equals
And keeping the rest
In repressive states
Vexed
By the next culture war
To determine whose best

Like ghosts in the wind
Into formlessness thinned
Having dimmed
What illumined
Implores I rescind
From promissory
Thresholds
Committed to stay
But my history
Written
Retreating away
From conflictual fronts
Confrontation ramparts
And a battlefield
Littered
In withering hearts

Cease your noise polluting
Convoluting
The details
When every utterance
Is substance-less
And tries
To no avails

Could ever forge the weapons
Wielded
Still reveal
That which I’ve shielded
Of the fates in which
I’ve sealed
My noble cause
As yet unyielded

Not in fear
Of fairer maidens
Or more stoic
Obelisks
For with it here
My pen in hand
I ferry all across
The Styx

I am the earth
On which it sits
The puzzle piece
That never fits
The ticks of madness
Of the clock
I am the nothing boy despondent
Watch me crash upon the rock

Then drop my remnants
To abysses
Like a pendant
Slips from hand
And as my memory
Like fish food
Scatters out
About the sand

Abandon not the dream
Of waking
After life
Is after thought
And after sought for
Nevermore  
Shall be
The rest for which it’s wrought

Someone please tell me
How do you get through?
Do you wake in the morning
And make it come true
The desires compelling you
Onward into
Weeks and months
Then the years
Setting goals,
Playing roles
You envision yourself
In this picturesque pose
Or position
Some service you’ve given
Some function fulfilled
So society’s aegis
Can leave you the bill
And instilling within you
That half empty cup
What to be
When you finally
Like me, grow up

But what does it matter
Just climbing the ladder
And taking the chutes
Down in cyclical
Rhythm
Reliving reboots
Just as lacking in luster
As any film screen
Just attempting to find
The right priced
Magic bean
But get swindled and conned
By my own
Inner monologue
Clogging up space
With my brain in a vat
And my memory erased
Just in case
She appears in its
Crash and burn wake
And then any fresh start
Is another heartbreak

No, I wasn't there suffering
Whip cracks
And axes
Or clashes with fascism's
Poisonous gasses
I didn't pay taxes
Imposed upon masses
Or stash my trash cash
Beneath cardboard box mattresses
Sleeping in heaps
Of the stock market's crashes
I've never known hunger
Or Dust Bowl thirst-glasses
I've never been lower
Than lower class rations

I just cut my losses
My checks, balance bills
And of rights
Mine are human
From birth
To the ****
So I feel
The injustice
Disgust and distrust
Of the ones who still toil
In history's rust
And to those who still spoil
Themselves in its lust
I admonish
Will ever by hammers be crushed

Maybe I could write her
Stories no one ever could
No better kid could be her knight
In shining armor
Friendly neighborhood
Just want to say
A million different things
But make them go away
For none could make her stay
Here grasping at my bearded face
Erase the worries burdening me
Like a donkey in these streets
When all the weight I bear is worldly
Burning passion fields of wheat

At least for now
Can claim a living
Earn my girlfriend’s hand
Forgiving
Me for daily
Disappointments
Knows my pointedness
Is poignance
Shrouded,
Hidden
Not for long
I soon reveal
To her
What’s wrong
As if she wasn’t
Here already
In my head
And heartbeats steady
When her voice
Dispels
And quells
All levels of
My inner hells
Then only
Inner peace
Resumes
Where formerly
It just entombs

Last of its kind
And you’re so quick to **** it
To make it a trophy
Display it and show off
Your pride masculinity
No true affinity
For the free flora and fauna
Surrounding thee
Only a murderous hunger
For tyranny
Conquest of Nature
To make you feel strong
Right or wrong
Does not phase you
You do not belong here

Now check the black code
Secret message
Embedded
Explicit content
Even Disney regretted
But only express it
When woke
Is the token
The singalong signaling
Virtue
Invoking
Nostalgic
Desensitized
Feasts for the eyes
The objectified princess
Is one of the guys
So best get with the program
Before the pogrom
Seeks to cleanse
The agenda
And cancel the prom
And instead impose masks
Of the master class act
Still determining
What the truth is
That’s a fact

Philosophize  
Learning to die
Take your time
Make the most of it
Closer each day
To goodbye
Don’t decide
Based on others’
Approvals
Withheld
Be ourselves
In a solitude
Solely our own
And entrust that within the world
We are at home

Off-worlding
Itinerant
Journeying on
To beyond
Where the vagabond
Finds himself
Gone
And can pride himself strong
In the ways of the Force
And in passing back to it
Feel free
Of remorse
When imposing its will
And exposing his flaws
Predisposes to ****
Or be killed’s
Natural law
Despite awe-stricken drawing
From wellsprings of peace
Muted strokes of ingenious
Can not be made speech
Only incomprehensible
Pensive confessions
In penmanships
Pouring the love
He professes
Unto,
Select few muses who
Of his true sorrow knew
Was the only “Til Death”
That his vows
Would renew

Eviscerate
Take from me
Leave me defenseless
Who knew
A mistake
Could become
So portentous
Incenses
Ineffably
Target acquired
But seldom is I
The object of my ire

No sun today
Only the rain
And the way
Friends explain themselves
Never more sure I’d refrain
From attempting to delve
Into whomst is the smartest
Aspiring artist
Critiquing creationist
Brilliance
The darkest

Locked in a cage
Of a loner
A stray
Reaching out for the keys
Just deceives me the further
Like pleas of the psyche
Diseased
Commits ******
For no one else sees
Worst in me
Quite like me
And deliverance from it
More pricey than free
Elegies
I have lachrymosely
Dedicated
To fallen love’s
Cyclical saga
Abated
At last
She is there
Nearer still  
To renewal
Accrual of wasted years
Seeking approval
From whom I know not
Just a place to belong
To be welcome,
Be valid,
Not once again gone

But for her
I am lust
And libido
Entrust
Every ******
Of my blade
To the page
And combust
Like a wayward inferno,
A magnified ant,
A Promethean seedling,
A nuclear plant
And my rant
Slash and burn
Still unearthing
Unerring
From Gaia rebirthing
‘Til deathless
Despairing
And wear her depression
Expression
Unvarnished
Full force of her nature
Have I learned to harness
And won’t soon submit
To her profligate
Enemies
Taking her vengeance
To weather extremities
When their atrocities
Go unrepentant
All in
Her empyrean
I am transcendent

Don’t want it depleted
Be better deleted
Entirely
Finally free
Of my need to be miserly
Dollars and cents
No more nickel
And diming me
Anxiety
In numerical form
All the ways I can spend it
Within my brain storm  
I could give it away
Put a dent in my debt
Or regret yet another
Failed self-invest bet
And on that note
It makes me think
All that I am
Is an app
And some digits
Computer program
That I do not control
And at one moment could
All at once
Hypothetically
End livelihood