Sunday, August 21, 2011

Spin

Spin

In desperation
in this miserable
revolution
wasted I slouch toward 
a cheap motel
meet a stranger
screw him
under bare bulb light
a great Ash outside
one of few to escape
the blight
under the Ash
I feel cleansed

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Freedom of Sedition

I tremor with excitement
to sew tuft of the stigma
over and over enmesh it
in the sporadic design
of our seditious flag
we plaster handbills
sacred pledge that 
no nether group hinder
our tread toward freedom


Friday, August 12, 2011

Most Secret Agent

Most Secret Agent

Tender notes
swept torments
from my mind

Memories of
crawling things
left rusty scars

Prophets walk
across cement
in morning sun

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Letting Go

Letting Go

In the midst of insanity
letting go is tantamount
give up reason
let go of everything sane
go with altered reality
cruise in the new world
let go, let go, let go
this is the new reality
this is the new sanity
letting go


Sunday, August 7, 2011

Secret Agent


Prophets walk
across cement
in morning sun

Memories of
crawling things
left rusty scars

Tender notes
swept torments
from my mind





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