Reap the rewards
Of my sacrifice
Waning
With mastery over
The death I was
Draining
My lack of condolences
For the deceased  
For the filter feeds
Bottom feeds
Newsfeeds
A feast
Not the least bit concerned
With who lives
And who dies
It’s just malice and madness
That sells
And belies
We’re all smiles and gladness
But something inside
In its torturous torment
So tacitly writhes

Keep wandering on
Settle in when I gotta
Don’t know when the rest of the world
Won’t appeal
It’s surreal
How much left I have yet
To discover
I miss all my friends
I miss mostly my mother
Remembering eons ago
I was little
The details surrounding my childhood
Riddles
But still she sends me
With a package
Of skittles
It’s simple to dwell
On how long I’ll be gone
In the African Union
Departure at dawn

We’d all love
To be seen
Little more
Than we clean
Up the messes
Attesting
To low
Self-esteem
And it seems
We’d all hate
To be torn
At the seams
But we love  
To watch others’
Unreachable dreams
And yet hate to feel
Fairness is trampled
Pursuing
The knocks
Of the opportune
Peacemakers
Couping
Who we love to hate
Hate to love
The cartoonish
Banality
Evil
Still mirroring
Munich

For shadows are most
Inhospitable hosts
When you revel in devils
And settle for ghosts
You will always see evil
Subsuming the good
And consumed in delusion
Forgetting it could
All quite possibly,
Nay
Almost certainly be
All contained in your head
A threadbare
Lunacy

Condensed tufts of vapor
Stuff,
Puffs white as paper
Misshapen gas mass
Passing at
Paces glacial
Through spatial glass vast
Cotton swab
Wads of wonder
Thin wisps of my wistfulness
Blissfully dissipate
To the gray
State of mind
Thunder, I ponder
Beyond, float away
And like sunlight asunder
I struggle to breach them
To reach out
And push them aside
And divine
Shining sanctuaries
Behind gates in the sky
An ethereal fortress
Some call it
The heavens
And fewer will glimpse it
With God’s
Omni-prescience
But all in attendance
From righteous ascendance
Believe it to be
Paradise’s life-sentence
Beginning
And ending
With serenade angels
And demons
Descending

Everyone just wants to fight,
Even now the poodles bite
Tread lightly
Choose your words
With care
The thought police
Are everywhere
When even hair
Can spark debate
More pressing issues
Have to wait
Until the confirmation
Bias
Echo chambering
The virus
Reaffirms
The anti-vaxing
Mask
To wear
Is not so taxing
Casting news
For your amuse
Hot-buttons pushed
To light the fuse
Of you
And your
Subjective truth
6 second talking point
Is moot
And muted by
Refuse to listen
Fact itself
A work of fiction

Each day that I spent
Was with you
A portent,
A momentous occasion
To love
Or lament
But I never meant
For it to turn
Into neither
Expected to yearn
Like a stern disbeliever
Eventually,
Prophecy
Still self-fulfilling
Except now I know
I was not as unwilling
To let you go,
Let it be
As I led on
Couldn’t quite live without you
Yet here you are
Gone

These national
Rations
Don’t cut it for me
So I take my fair share
Indiscriminately
It gets dim in here
Sometimes
But moonlighting in
Is the ravenous
Werewolf
At home in his skin
As the rest of flesh
Crawls
At the crack of his grin
In the back of his grimacing mind
Pulls the pin
And explodes ego overloads
Headiest spin
Still forewarned
Have the vanquished
In desperation
Formed against him,
A last ditch’s
Coalition

But have failed
Every time
Tried to match his travails
With a pales in comparison
Devil details
Get the gist?
His hiss kisses
With stone cold abyss
He’s the nail in the wrist
Of your Christmas wish list
And he first gave the Satyr
The paper to burn
And he first tabled
Time revolutions
A turn

As you gawked
At flaw-stricken
Bird paradise feathers
He tinkered
With weather
To build you an ark
And when questioned
His genius
Just witty remarks
I’m the sleight of hand,
Smoking gun,
Shot in the dark
I’m The Engels
Revved engines,
Red vengeance of Marx  
And still shark any bullet
With frenzied
Aggression
Then just as swift
Teach you
Its history lesson

I only know
So low it goes
Written down
And with each note
Composing
My hole in the ground
Be it of my
Enormity
Hubris
Reborn
As my self-esteem’s
Self-loathing
Vision
Reformed
Just remember me
Staunchly
And stoically
Stolid
Amassing my fortunes
Like orphans
In squalid
Conditions
From riches
To rags
I was given
My recompense
Just more expensive
Laments of my privilege
A whole village
Left
In the wake of my dream
Be at peace
With profession’s
And profit’s
Cuisine

Nightling
In the quiet rapture
Soon to take you out
To pasture
Casting shadows
On the wall
As in and out
Of love
I fall
And scrawled a codex
On the floor
Rosetta ******
In Nevermore
Eternally
Nocturnal
Wake
Forsaken son
Of goodness sake
I’ll break into
Your safest space
And bank on black
You’ll never find me
See you at
My not-so timely
Unassuming
Doom and gloom
Just feed me to the void
In bloom

Just ask you provide me
The means
To subsist
A sufficient
And dignified
Living
Exist
Not persist in the bill-paying,
Tax-collect
Fraud
Just a scam away,
One bad day
Further from God
Journey on
To convince
It is somewhere out there
Haven’t seen it though
Since
I was all too aware
Of the manic depression
Inherent in bio’s fears
Warping dimension
Mind-bending this lucid sphere
Shaper’s intention
Must be in this state  
Only madness makes sense
I just do it
And write it
With more eloquence

Something flash past
Clad in black
In the night
Did you happen
To see it
Or vividly write
It more clearly
More practicably
As a specter
A silhouette hummingbird
Seeking its nectar
Like feathers
Can catch
And adrift
In the breeze
Like society hides
What the rest of it sees

Don’t let me go
Get me crazily talking  
About the impossible future
We’re walking
The path of the wayward souls
Reaper is stalking
The warmongers’ hordes
Are so liberally
Hawking
Incessantly squawking
Gets nothing
But old
Every tech exec’s
Former morality
Sold
So don’t shift me
So swiftly
Back to my opponent’s
Preferred
Most expedient truth
In the moment
For mine
Is in rhyme
Out of timeless
An omen
And showmen
Beholden
Invisible hands
Have all folded
Theirs filled
With supplies
My demands
To compliantly
Privately
Master the plans
The grand scheme of things’
Theory strings’
Recognized
Brands
Come to shambles again
No more vaults to defend
No ignoble stock
Options
They’d have left to spend

What little expected of me
Let's get on with it
Give me some students to teach
How to ponder it
This is just something I do
To keep stalling
My purest intentions
Are truly
Appalling
Obscurest dimensions
Of sanity
Scrawling
Bemusing expressions
At my beck and calling

Consigned to the trash heap
Of history stained
By your vain attempts to
Resurrect its blood shame
Assert claims
Of peremptory
Right to rule
Break
Any law you see fit
Can’t admit
Your mistakes
And I’d stake any shred
Of what dignity’s LEFT
In this laughing stock mockery
Country
By theft
You inherited,
Plundered your tax haven wealth
From the same people
You’re still depriving
Of health
Go to hell
Don’t return
You can burn all you want
With your fire and fury taunt,
Narcissist vaunt
Flaunting as the undaunted
Proud Boy’s commandant
Nonchalantly don cloaks
Of the ghosts
That still haunt
Like Levant false messiah’s  
Disguised as Mein Kampf
But of course it’s just China’s
New World worker’s comp
Weaponizing infectious
Investment detente
That’s the hoax,
That’s all folks,
Merely Putin’s savant
Useful idiot
Still stuffing snakes in the swamp
Hope you rot
Like, a lot
And forgotten in time
We remind ourselves why
You arrived on the scene
To steal one more show
Selfish
American Dream

I would have it
More United
Than divided
If I could
Reignite a revolution
From the test of time
Withstood
In this unrest of mine
No Palestine
Awoken to
The genocide
Need still attest its
Battled tested
Children of thalidomide
To such administrative tasks,
Some feckless
Court of nation’s asks
So kindly
Deafened world
To hear
The sound of greedy leaders
Clear
Beyond the echo chamber
Breaches
How these parasitic
Leeches
Reap and keep us all
Addicted
On forever war’s
Enlisted
From one soldier ant
Who trod
In workers’ steps
As well
As God’s

Could be finding her
Out there
A writer
But even
Can’t reach an agreement
On what it’s like seeing
Each other as lovers
Not like that for me
I just like to pick brains
Share ideas novelty
And can do so
Apart from
Attraction
The same
As I could
If I wanted you
Simple and plain

The kid state of nature
Still brutish and short
I’m the wretch in the bowels
You couldn’t abort
Still distorting the false narrative
In my favor
I savor the suffering
Graven slave labor
Unwavering in
Serpent eyes of the tyrants  
Attesting my patients’
Rapaciousness virus  
To stop making conflict
Where none need exist
You American
Simpleton
Cease and desist
On insisting
Your cancerous culture
Still answers
The question
Who watches the watchers
With voter rights tamper
If viewer discretion
Advised,
Advertised
Still decides
The election
And class divides
Settle
The natural selection

I wonder
Who else she can be
Without me
Among others
Her colors
Must variably
Withhold shades
She displays
By my side
Smiles wide
But then sooner or later’s
Like somebody died
And the joy in the room
Is vacuumed into space
And the hope that I had for us
Obliterates
And in case she is out there
Erasing her life
I can merely be glad
That she had a good night

Traveled
For miles
To get to you
Rescue you
Lucky enough
To behold the whole
Mess of you
Dressed in a sorrow
I struggle to emulate
Here in this
All too inaccurate
Capsulate
Gravitate
Slavishly
Back to your side
But belong to
Along with you
Down for the ride

Don’t want to be reading
The dreadlines again
Or seeing
The pleading,
Bereaving
Condemned
To eternal,
Infernal,
Infirmities
Sick
Of the different day,
Different plague,
Be afraid
Shtick
So we pick and choose
Truth
More appealing
And safe
And we make it replace
What no scapegoat escapes
From the burden of knowing
“So much on your plate”
To the taste
Is addicting,
Afflicting the state
Of the outdated status
Updating-site
Fake
News in its earth-******,
System
Victim-blaming,
Disastrous forsaking
Of tensions enflaming
Then breaks with reality
Leaving you waking
Up to
Shaken up,
So it’s back to the stirring
Of hurrying cups
Of productive
Consumption
Of never enough
Pics of food
On the feed
In its virulent greed
As it propagates,
Promulgates
Seeds of deceit  
And like vermin
It breeds
A posterity ceding
More user agrees
For the free-raider
Data invader’s 5G’s
So to spy with our eyes
What they hide
As we stream
Along indolently
In naive
Fever dreams
Interweaving
All that we perceive
To confines of a screen
Never blind to the scene
Yet immune to the screams
As we still hope and pray
To evade
The disease

Suppose it’s not really
Intended
My life
In suspended
Not meant to be
Rife with such plight
And by night
I think only
Of dreading awaking
I feel only painstaking
Time slowly wasting
But quick is the day
Dismal in its dismay
And I only see color
In colorless gray
And replaying the same
Angry songs
On repeat
As I work myself
Famished
To earn what I eat
Keeping on
Sleeping on
What I’d rather be doing
With you
But that ship has sailed
Leaving me ruing
The few, but still ruinous
Tragic mistakes
I have made
But won’t make
Anymore
For your sake

Though what you aspire
To be
Isn’t much
More than what you
Desired to
Serve as the crutch
Props you up
At the end of days
All in the thralls
Of finality
Keep holding on
As the walls
Closing in
To diminish
The outer appearance
And render you
Bending to
Internal spirits
Extending their hand
To the one it’s been dealt
As if it could be held,
Could be felt
By itself

Modern warzone I grew up in
Mom and dad were always yellin’
Got the picture perfect family life
In anger I’m expellin’
And unleashing on the precinct
That distinctly told me no
That kept restricting me to breaking up
With women that I know
Before they turn the kitchen knife around
Come at me with the ****
So she can see if it still beats
But that my love for her was none of it

Of my highest conceits
She is there
In the sheets
And in parcels
Of parchment
My sorrowful weeps
Knowing we will
Forever
Beside ourselves
Sleep
Even if
What the distance’s
Dissonance
Keeps
In its keep
No, its stronghold,
It’s fortified bastion
The walls that we build
Unfulfilled
Without passion
To lack satisfaction
But practice content
Will most likely
Much sooner than late
Breed lament

Only musing
Long excludes
The madness that this world
Eschews
And leads me once again
To beckon
All the currents
I am swept in
Cast away
Forever kept in
Empty bottles
Dying breath in
Its bereft of hope’s
Last gasp
The sum of all of its fears
Amassed
Should come to pass
Its message dated
Only unto shores
Invaded
By the situation’s
Room
To grow
Its crypto
Oil boom

What sense is there still clinging
To the strands of fate not severed yet
We met, we let the best of us
Reset, and I forget the rest
Of storms we weathered just
To see the other side of life expressed
In silent chimes of solar lust
Combusting seas of shimmer shade
Charades as we began to fade
She knew me in a time when I
Did not myself seem to know I
Why from her side my path had strayed
To stained Mnemosyne replayed
And as I paved it to my grave
I made a slave of her and bade
Farewell to my temporal shell
And sealed the soulless wretch in hell

2 years elapses
Right back to the
Lapse in
The facts
In this Pax
‘Mericana
Reacting en masse
To the mass
Paranoia,
Hysteria
Spreading
Like fires
As wild
As isis kids’
Vetting
Regretting
Detention centers
And forgetting
The criminal record
Of liberty’s
Treading
In floodwaters rising
Too toxic to drink
And the carbon downsizing
Too noxious to think
So don’t blink
Or you’ll miss
The disguising
The virus,
The climate crisis
Confirmation’s
Unbiased
Bipartisan
Bickering
Bill becomes law
So you don’t see
The fatal,
Pronatalist  
Flaw  
Just a stimulus package
Diverting the crashing
And backtracking
Taxes
Like trickle down
Fascists

No such oblivion
Be
Without me
Without all of us
Nautilus
Deep in the sea
Elegy
Bury me
Cast my ashes
To winds
And without me
About me
The story begins

Most young women
In no Russian
To get pregnant
Just keep crushing
These days
Far more issues
Trusting
Hushing
More potential suitors
Disempowered
Once
Recruiters
Now controlling
Testing waters
Fishing betas
Someone’s daughter’s
Only man’s
Her biggest fan
Her wish
His dissonant
Command

I see that you’re hurting
So quick to
Deserting
And I am left
Parsing through
Pictures
Perverting
The storybook
Wedding
To dread
I’m reverting
To shame
I can’t say
What dismayed
Me this way
When I try to get closer
I just inflict pain
Disengage,
Disavow
Let the memories drown
Out the sound of
Cold silence
Eternally bound

Normalize
The no more lies
Cushions of privilege
Urbanize,
Demonize,
Vestige of village
The thrill is
The ****
And the millions
In shrill
Shrieking panic
Demand it
And they pass the bill
But then we foot the bill
And the citizens
Rest
While the rest of us jest,
Freeze!
You’re under arrest

She only exists
In the app
Other world
As of now
Can’t be sure
She is even a girl
But her genuine
Words are heartfelt
And sincere
And each day I look forward
To having her here
On this phone,
On this screen
As of now
Just a dream
In the meantime
Becoming my
Daily routine
To engage
And write letters
A digital age
Sort of courtship
Attempt
To find love far away

Who would indulge me
A read through
Tonight
Much like everyone
I wish
You’d like what I write
To feel socially valid
Compose you a ballad
Appeal to your tastes
Satiate
Picky palates
Just need
You to tell me
It’s not even good
So I know that you care
Or if I
Even should

Behold my stentorian roar
Peroration
In vehement, bellicose
Vituperation
Verbose in its prose
Overdose inclination
Towards mostly morose
Evokes ghosts
Intimation
Past revenants, resonant
In my unhesitant
Unbridled
Diatribe lines’
Leftist sentiment
Only sometimes
Over-confident, arrogant
When my existence itself
Is aberrant
To reverent
Irritants kneeling in
Deference
To an insouciant idol’s
Insistence
They pay its lip service’s
Idle indifference
But mine is a kind
Of unspoken rules broken
A voluble diffidence
Inner-peace woken
To worlds at war waging
Enslavement wage
Graving
New power mad-craving
Stark raving mad tyrants
But pirates still plundering
Rites
Remain silent
The voices
Whose choices
Are foisted
Then hoisted
In banner years’
Foreign fears
As the truth
Disappears
And then from chaos
Disorder erupts
Gushing forth repercussions
Of paint brushes hushed
For too long
The swan song
Has been throngs
Of hope crushed
Til there must
Come the ******
Of the poet’s sword
Vocal cords
Raised
Like the fist
Of the podium-pounding
Upstage
Of the passive-resistance
To change’s
Parade

Always something
Missing there
Standing in the way
Affair
She’s gone
And gone
And gone
And gone
They either drag
Or lead me on
Attraction always
Missing piece
Their outlook always
Lacking peace
As I
Have reimagined it  
They’d rather stare
In silence sit
As if I was
Somehow amusing
Like some crass
Class clown
Confusing
What I wanted
Out of this
With someone
I goodnightly
Kiss
But seldom miss
Or long to hold
Together
Never
Growing old

This is my life now
Be told what to do
Just get used to the ways
That I fail to please you
Could be going through some
Minor
Internal crisis
Infecting
Afflicting
My love like a virus
And I just
Want something
To cure the
Divide us
Retire my
Self-righteousness
And unite us
But try as I might
For impartial
Provider
I’m building a home
With some sticks
And a lighter

Then you bring it back
Like some lost,
Alone
Omen
The that’s all folks
Crowd
Settles down
For the showman
And no man
Would step to me
Showing
Or going
Just so and so
Showboating
Bloviate,
Blowin’ hate
On some sic ****
With this nation is great
As they’re making me wait
For my life
On the line
And they keep feeding me
That weird **** on the side
And just biding their time
Till I finally die
Buying
Bye bye bye
Viruses
Crying wolf
Crises
And ISIS is still out there
Deep
In the silences

Forget where I’m headed
Sometimes
And just go
Find myself
At the edge
Of the continental
By the shore
Have I come
To bask in
The serenity
Breezes and waves
Shouldn’t sound like
A threnody
For what
I also lost
Prone to adrift
Before foresight
Could picture me
Not in her missed

Maladies
I have a myriad
Period
Free will
Dystopian
Broken
No hope again
Basically
Sad by default
Feeling sick
Of existing
To quicken the pace
I submit
To an overlord
Order
I staunchly oppose
I’d force open
The border
But let the doors
Close
And can’t help
But adore her
As I decompose
Finding some last
Delusional
Semblance
Of purpose
In work
In abstractions
Attempts to
Convert this
Innate worthlessness
To constructively
Gained
From my fate at its terminus
Publicly
Hanged

You don’t seem like
The small talk
Kind
So tell me
What is
On your mind
And in your heart
What claims
Your soul
What urges
Can you not
Control
Withhold
What you’d prefer to share
What most in public
Wouldn’t dare
Divulge
If it indulges sleep
You can’t be sure
Your secrets keep
Or that I’d seek
To understand
Reciprocate
Your candor
And
Expect
My intellect
To match
Gratuities
Preferred
In cash

Inimitable
All comparison pales
Evoke the grandeur
Of my hubris
In your cautionary tales
For if it fails
To tell your story
Better than
Yourself
It loses
Right to choose its
Fallen angels
To your detri-
Mental muses
And the few
Who take control
And can command
Their true potential
Seldom further still
Master the skill
Of making instrumental
What no artist
In my presence
Would pretentiously proclaim,
This is talent,
This is gifted,
This is critical acclaim
Without first
Due credit given
Driven by
A motivation
Inclination to creation
From some source of inspiration

Don’t follow me there
Where you know I can’t lead
Your unruly world peace
With my Nietzschean greed
It would just start a war
And revolt us against
The immaculate vision
You’ve yet to express

I still pen the end
In elusive conclusions
Await to be mated
To lovely illusions
Entombed in her absence
Submerged in the flows
But exhumed from sepulchers
Too grim to expose
So diverged from the path
She prefers it to go
And when she doesn’t answer
No more I need know
Just proceed to my ritual
Silence forlorn
Like she’s already dead
And I can
Never mourn
Just lament the unsaid
Full of dread
She cares not
All these songs in my head
But to play them
Forgot

Hey you guise
What is really your name
What primordial phantoms
Still dance in the rain
What enchants you
Romances your
Dark necromancy
And grants its surrender
Without sycophancy
Reveals inner-workings
Of secrets entombed
What it feels
Like a gentle,
Identical wound
And it sees through
To where
You must shed
The veneer
And it shows you the way
That you truly appear

The outcast disheveled,
Bedraggled and weary
Strolls into town
Dragging his feet
Through the dreary
Disdain and contempt
Perforating eyes poke
Like a razor-sharp scrutiny
Dagger
The cloak?
Is what he can still manage
To keep under wraps
Of the cut from the beggar's cloth
King of the scraps
Kind of life
That subdues him
Seclusion recluse
In hermitic exile
To be of some use
Just to loosen the noose
Of the netherworld
He extricated
Himself
From its idle inertia
Stagnation he dwelt
In a stasis field
Reeling in
Static nomadic
Ideals of adventure
And methods Socratic
He queried and pondered
How could he employ
And perhaps someday feel
But an instant of joy
Yet the place that he found
Now the same
Leaves him bound
In its living hell spell
Like a mostly ghost town

Was she there
Or just barely
What’s left of my memory
Filtered fragments
Of forbidden serenity
Speaking to me
Seems to be
Interested
But of course is too taken
By overprivileged
As am I
Don’t deny
What I have
Others don’t
But I’d give it all up
To but say
What she won’t
But she did
Just a bit
Kind of talk to me
Sort of
And was the same girl in 4th grade
That I thought of

Practice what you teach
And make the images you preach
And when you’re reaching out for guidance
Be the wisdom that you seek