Left Lair


Will have to pilfer empire
from where I brood
Hadn't set out to be besieged
by the slow decay
The bodhisattva called
and the flood drowned saul
woke up in the belly of Brooklyn
how's that for hindsight?
So "drumroll"
Will have to pilfer empire
to maintain the covenant

This is from Ofira Sephiroth. Thank you very much poet friend for this kind art vibes.

The Flowers Wither @ Half Past Dawn

Tehran bleeds with a broken mouth
net screams second skin Tiananmen
torture sets in
western sky barbecues summer
frolic of the amnesiacs
memory loss of the seeds
the flowers wither @ half past dawn
in the matrix senility

Fake status updates
taunts me to follow green

Then Kanye grabs a mic
with Warholian synaptics
and the herd pollutes the web
with post righteous indignation.

New Rule


New rule
I am the sum of my distortions
The first wound never heals
We bleed when we laugh
in slow tragic anomalies

Kill your promise
to stay guilty
abort the beast

My age never believed me
so I faked it

Silence depends
on the noise in your time
I am overwhelmed

Get born again
in the rabbit hole
grasping the chains of heaven

Future never happens
without a motive
Future is immortal shadow boxing

Love pays the mortal cost
of human frailty

New rule
we are the best of strangers
and the worst friends

We cry death
but love the dead

Reality is one fifth existence
pick your spot in the maze

Zi0n can be hacked
encrypt your backdoor to heaven

Hate can be subtle
debug the last smile

Spine 3.0
for the new intolerance
it is closer than you breathe

Learn to swim
with open source gills
Gaia reboots without warning

Summon the key maker
to reset the dreamscape

The understanding
that this is nothing
never was
but a fake parole
from eternity

New rule
this poem needs
a fresh bitterness
preferably a web whip
to sting them forever

A digital lift
from the Luddite spill
from the meatspace drama
from the poet's grovel

Flame holy writ
gather your temptations
burst your seeds
across the future speak

The poet's bleed
watering the world
my bitch rant
could gather steam
kickstart a tsunami breakdown
of the old golden rules

For the new rule
drowns and reclaims us
yours to gaggle
and mine to spill

Swallow and Remix

I could have sworn
some one called me just now
was I there before?
a paradigm shift to parallel flames
this is how it plays out
I shift sideways
meet my stolen other
we hack dimensions for fun
I abandon him somewhere to the left
get back to the middle
the linear
the mundane
the fear of unknowns
I fear I won't get back
to the other side of the mirror
but I keep digging
my reason for existence
to feel the heart beat of existence
We have been disconnected from the first flame
severed by the quest for acceptance
the love of the crowd is your death
the crowd rapes your identity
herds you for their bidding
caught up in the grind
to plugin or unplug
the most fearful question of the day
I rename myself before I plugin
extract my binary unto the dizziness
and flow into the nameless ooze
Catch me if you can
you tethered fiends
Here's the deal start from empty
the glass does not exist
the matrix spoon is in your mouth
swallow and remix
swallow and remix.

Buying Masks

Three masked sapiens
on the sidewalk in queens
pieces of the puzzle parade
working the scene
it will end with a fake orgasm
Life shuffles of beyond reproach
to mutate for its own sake
I catch it in the subway
humbled with the masses
We ride the same breath
from jamaica station to norwood escape
We hide in demon space
hundreds of invisible masks
parched covenants with skeletal closets
I drag my reluctant shadow
out of the station
into the bodega fix
Life rumbles on
I catch the mundane murmur
behind their masquerade

the biggest smile



all that ends well
repeats again
in nauseating banter
all that before
the biggest smile
capsuled to heaven
what is the biggest smile?
but a scream.