we're building a senate
a war council of tunnel'd elders
those who walk with fire
who feed the dead
who know the name of darkness
who seek the swollen mysteries of antiquity
we've a home for u
among the misty reeds
along the ancient banks
where golden crocodiles
and hungry birds
feast and breed and weeep
in the living waters of
the river god
where the discoverers meet
in the dark, dark wood
where the centaurs release
their empty songs of nevermore
within a simple Temple
built inside desperate minds
fortified
savage
obsessive
and in the blackness
of this place
in the isolation
of candle light
odes will be remembered
magick will be eaten
wurdz empowered
its death
will be on
our hands
are u ready for the challenge?
can u be challenged?
is it
in u?
we're
building
a Senate
i want
to see
some
passion
goddammit
eye want to
know my destruction
was worth it ...
eye know u
want to
it
only
takes
one sip ....
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consumer.
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perhaps this wasn't written for u
[she said]...
for any of u. perhaps it was written for me.
its my inspiration i am concerned with .... not yours.
[she said]
not any of u.
this is my failure,
this is my boiling cauldron of rage,
these are my secrets.....
my weaknesses --
not yours.
they belong to me.
& u can't have
any of it ...
[any of ewe]
no matter how
pitifully u beg.,.,
or how
wicked
ewe try
to becum
alas,
amoeba,
[she said]
it's already
too late
four ewe sea,
i know the future
ends in the dark
perverted
& pious
in the
land of
the Conquerors
again,
no reason.
just here;
agony, agony.
-- peasants.
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the cars
are sleeping
like snakes
drunk w/venom
uncoiled & passed
out on a tigers claw
beneath a wicked tree
twisted w/age, & branches
weep like the blinding eyes
of god
who know too much
& feel nothing
for the wandering
pets
wetting themselves
in the shivering night
below.
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ah phuk it --
just pay me.
give me that slave wage smile
& that slobbering adoption of surrender
oh but weight -- whut did
u ask?
...............................................of me?
well yes,
of course.
--------- immediately
OK. ok.
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[rain, fever, panic]
sunrise sacrifices
jungle drum
civiLIEzation
zombie fortress
gaining power
in the glacial west
tHe ToNgUeS they
speek smell like
burning litter & have long
been forgotten by
my fading mind
- their culture
- their treasures
- their dimpled little lives
mean nothing to mee
eye don't know how
it ever could -- but it did
ahl eye want
n o w
is a painless
meaningful existence
w/out the slightest care
for their successes or
parasite welfare.
:receiver
.vessel
:martyr
i am poet
MT
a skin ghost
-- the soul eater
[rain, fever, panic]
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i think this pure shit.
another exercise in desperate futility.
no matter how much i write
-- eye am still not a god.
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it's early yet,
the ducks are still bleeding ...
the sky .. in all its wonder ..
beating away the vengeance of night ..
hand puppets
& stufft animals
a kingdom of
burning lies
& soothsayer eyes
calling
the elders
back home.
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paint a perfect picture
sing a solid song
a war cry
a requiem
worthy of a life void of miracles
born of emptiness & shame
secretly spilling a
lake of energy into the darkness
scraping
the scabs away
crushing
them in
the silence
of bicuspids
and canine cavities
slave
to a
tyrant
imagination
--my only escape
in the forests
of the old ones
from on high
watching the Muses
in their pagan
reality -- dancing
on a tongue of fire
communist heathen
negative child
all consuming
eating
praying
dissolving daily
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guns are for cowards
pens,
are powerful assassins
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same day,
different century
chief protector of the faith
[i say]
combat correspondants
& warlord confederations
all that remains
is our secret alphabet
of pain, courage, & liberation
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tabula rasa.
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tempt me devil.....
teach me those thing u think eye need
i'll decide if eye'm afraid or not.
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fear nothing.
the faithful.
the blind.
welcome to the war.
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journey
again we must
to the
brighter
side of the Nightmare
fables
warcraft
taverns & hospitals
the blood of demons
the breath of the world
secret sins
harems & revolution
facing it all
over and over and over
again.
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her hair
-- w/its waving
tentacles of jasmine
tastes
like ambrosia
her eyes
are at peace
in a wurld blind w/rage
her fingers
are Caesar
in the morning
-- Custer in the dark
her lips know the mysteries
her feet speak in dust
arms outstretched
in marble death
no voice
no wizardry
just silence
and wisdom
from a maze of days
& gladiator symphonies
-- they call her savage.
a beast endangering us all
w/claws & teeth & subtle jaw
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beautiful &
aggressive
frequency recv'd.........
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like frosting on a meat sandwich
-- liquid again
walking thru a gate of fire --
nibbling on crumbled bones
-- rich w/the salty taste of self-destruction
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mee
[mass extinction event]
overconsumption
shadow soldiers
graciously falling
to pieces
again & again
my bruises
are neglecting me
the animals are provoked
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here in the
shiny swamplands
of maybe brigades
sucking the stems
of max factor in
the wild wild west
searching
endlessly
for some
flash -- a sign
something
to rid me
of these
fat, white
worms
squrmng @
the end
of this pencil
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tele-vision
tapping messages
into brain vein
must conform
must conform
take it all
never resist
fighting is baaaaad
writing is baaaaaad
take it all
again & again
her daisies
are twolips
who think they've
finally arrived
into being
that tapestry
has a tongue
but it isnt going
to use it -- those
soldyerz are willing
but cant afford to lose it
the flames
the panic
whispering its odes to my withering soul
the
walls r breathing
in excess of capacity
buzzing
the answer
on 373 channels
of infamy
u r not
dffrnt
or uneek
u r whut
wee made ewe
search no more...
just
relax.
relax.
its coming.
.........................its closer than u think.
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busy
all
day
moving the mind furniture
to a new position
---------------------- better lighting.
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to find the lines
feeling for the edges
signaling a revolt
in my swell apartment
tonguing the abyss
scaling the staircase
winding
down
each padded step
releases the dust
of memory
in sweet silent rhythms
the boards crrreaak
a song of madness
descending
deeper into
the void of creation
building itself
from the embers
of my beloved suffering
& the weakness
eye call torment
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stylish flare
and
quiet confidence
stylish flare
and quiet confidence
stylish
flare
and
quiet confidence
dyu;odj g;sr
smf wiory vpmgofrmvr
overwhelmed
by the stink
of yor
alien sovereignty
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frendz of the empire
glorious republic
servant sires
avatar seances
bleeding
the wicked winds
of emptiness
searching for gnosis
in the agnostic sea
picking
the blistered
teeth of apathy
for
just one
more morsel
one
more
crumb
of
evidence
to empower this age
to come out of hiding
to remember our fading god
.ad nauseum
.on & on
.into sickness
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"please
eat them
swiftly
Master Snake"
-- said the bird
of her kicking young --
"don't let
them suffer sweet sire
-- my failure should
be punishment enuff"
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this is the experiment
in blood -- of scabs -- & scratches
on lucid plateaus & strange
latitudes of invention
in the wet
passions
of Night
surrendering
to the call
once more
we bathe -- we bleed -- we receive
quivering
in the cylinder
smile of forbidden
stratospheres
-- sleep is
for amateurs
& everybody
wants to
eat the god
.......ready to strike
prepare the body bags
& cadaver dogs
slow slide
into destruction
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suitable for viewing
blanket statement
purposeful & all meaning
saving the self
turbo lifted
frame wurkt
carbon dating
testing for virus
bacteria free
noble
current
tempting
--- this new muse is brutal
a master with an unending appetite
for victory
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sweet reptile
slumber -- shaking
the hope from my hair --
in the vague panic
of loneliness -- i can
hear the Norns sobbing
their prophecies -- dispensing
the soiled thread of destiny -- in my
silent corner revolt -- nibbling
the moist flesh of their one shared eye
..... giving nothing
away no more.