7haiku

streets burn with excess

zealots   emigrants    orphans

the hard cost of words

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nocturnes surround her

invention and wonder her

obvious manner

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I am the cheapest

whore among my kin unfit

to define a god

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there is war in all

our poetry    bombers

in yonder blue sky

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ankle deep in our

sea of days    fishermans’s wife

prepares her table

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bundled from the gale 

God’s great wash absorbs marvel

its vigorous churn

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I have no long term

strategy    if you did not

know that all by now

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3 new ones from deconstrucions that never would have worked

Dark Ruffled Beast

Like most nationalists

I quietly recede into

the motley parenthesis

and plot my next strafing.

I like jazz while counting

my rounds. Scoping my prey

w/Mingus on. I don’t go for heavy metal

or EDM. Never have. Makes me nervous

and jumpy isn’t the mindset

when prepping a raid on

the innocents.

I count bodies while Miles runs

the voodoo ’69. A dark, ruffled beast

eating deep into the consciousness.

Deep into the abhorrence we suffer and feign.

Mostly feign. Then go about our day.

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Candidate

I’m the new kid in town

pitching guns, gas masks, and layaway

to the would be heroes

of dishonored kings. I’m the

cheapest whore among my kin

w/a thin, mocking prayer

and an ill-defined God. I’m the shill

for president selling cruel dogma.

Heroin. Rendition. I play for the ladies

birthing new congress. I witness the scope

of the sterile parade. I sell you the tincture

and tonic. I sell you the keys

to the manacles.

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You Missed a Comma

Let’s go on the premise

that you didn’t read them right

and that’s why my book

didn’t cut mustard.

Maybe you replaced

my emphasis w/yours

– a puckish liberty at best –

and missed the boat.

Missed the internal language

of decay. The words w/o compassion.

Maybe you missed a comma

or didn’t heed my marginal notes.

The fine print of my psychosis

is in full view and I suspect

you might have thought I was kidding.

I wasn’t. It’s all fucked up

and I’m gonna let you know about it.

I won’t let you forget. As my next submission

will prove.

Battle Cry