quarta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2019

Space math

rift lo vision
soul a foot, space suit fabel
Lost like some missing label
imagine you up in space orbiting
lifeless

Oxygenless space gulping nothing
space mouth gulping and frothing
freezing light tug around the earth you'll go
eyes bulging out like planets
reflecting the light but you have had it

Rift lo vision
raft out to nowhere
gift of interplanetary travel
walking toward the human experience
does your soul float
no gravity your bones hunger for it

out here you can't breathe
you can kick and scream
motionless all on your own
nothing but you and the surface of the ozone

Rift lo vision
where they used to say it was heaven
Fans on the ground blow kisses

Religious pudding

You were trying to unearth god there boy
Trying to dig out some nostalgic church toy
and as you saw the treasure rise out
you and the aimless began to shout
you declared it an angel head
it was a sacred piece you said
yet it was no more than a baby
wrapped in the earth posing to pray
still in that blessed clay
motherless and fatherless
like your conscience careless
The pack's most beautiful cub
looked upon as a holy cherub

comedy infecting the ideas you are thinking
Your square inside the window of reality shrinking
second thoughts and a slight shock of conscious
You mix that milk and napalm noxious
should I bury that baby again
Or just put away the spade and refrain?
let go of that little piece of creation
Give that high cross a subtle nod
that little symbol of conventional permitted god

Sipping sheep soda all of a rigid sudden
preaching of the holocausts self righteous and giddy
none of us really that guilt ridden
bombs and maps under our cozy beds
for the next potential war of dread
We could aim the guns on that last day
near the rockets and that blessed clay
where you unearthed amos
looking for jesus

Comedy radiating around your ears
politics arousing your fears
dishonest honesty served sweet and sour but kosher
Our cancer spawning sunburn you sell the lotion
a dish to solve the world's inevitable hell
cut the polar extremes and content ourselves
with luke warm pudding

segunda-feira, 26 de agosto de 2019

God keeps a tight ship

I have a secret for you god
Thanks for my heart
although it hurts
That hearts a half coal half diamond

I love to live God
death doesn't hold any benefits
even if death hit quick
kiss it still tilt it to heaven and wish

God let me tackle it
fire and steel, recount past lives as evil
tongue a sharp connection to a critical brain
linked to my thunder judgment

god my secret is -you created me evil
I can't blame you father I am part of you
tears on the bomb's design neck
oh God my birth was a kick

You a lost ship on tidal waves
A kracken unwilling to hear the perplexed
screaming sailor with an awkward last request
dragged under and heaved heavenward

I never existed before
the thick and thin you said we must obey
a branch you were, the very first words i'd say
just promising me eternity over and over

A human reflected in some shiny factory scene
A world half obsessed with engines and machines
touch the ones that can now think
leave me by the tides

as I evolve into a shark and swim the depths of your consciousness
unseen by the rest of the food chain
growing another set of teeth, another part of the brain

Meaning wants life

words have no meaning
I have tried to make it clear
yet there is no drop of sense
just a lake of void

my thoughts are blank
some radical screams out
That there is nothing to fight for
no door to push

There is no meaning hidden out here
No safe wall to hide behind
no level of certainty
pure ridiculous risk

The heart must be deaf
dumb and really blind
life begs for flavor
equations beg numbers

This life wants color
even on cloudy days
a child ghost hugs the sidewalk
disappearing and abandoned

sábado, 24 de agosto de 2019

Forests may defeat you

The old man gave the locals a nice thumbs up
To grow their feed and their prime farm beef
So they set the fires and became fans
flames to seed their short term plans

Religious in destroying a piece of god
Intelligent in the method of slow economic suicide
Hating science and nature, church along for the ride
from buildings that belch and vomit corruption

The will to take this nation
and be a man is lost

The power to guide us into prosperity
you lost old man, Israel shocked
Miopia dragging you down
nepotism a retirement strategy aint paying our bills

Shitting on tomorrow like a pro
our forests are going and so is your mojo!
No act of sovereignty can save you from the shit storm
Not even the golden wig, silverspoon born

So preach it to the church
Focus groups and politically idealistic people like you
Which foot is wearing the other shoe

We wanted some kind of escape
a way out of the left
and you came in knife wounds and displayed face of rage
Burning trees and pages in history
Tell me old man why can't you save us atleast?

Becoming the predator

Suit and tie child
The work day over nothing to lose
You leave the company bamboozled
street is as clear as a holiday weekend dune
colleague farewells you and disappears into the hot afternoon

Faceless workers fancy corners you got a piece of the city
windows wave goodbye and empty streets usher you in

Lost child
The highway stares you down, it doesn't blink
you make your way to the hill trying to think
Palms lean in from the road island clumps
The hills up ahead sunbathing green lumps

The broken paint lines try to keep up with your steps falling
shadowy shop fronts don't let you know what they are selling

Airport child
In the hills you seek a car, you seek a path
lost for direction sky forms a mouth to laugh
The long blades of grass may be out of place
but they belong more than you

Overhead you search for where the planes are coming from
it leads you back to your false suburban house humdrum

House child
Up the drive of a well trimmed arid garden
into the orange light reflecting off the smoke stained wallpaper
A confused housewife pointed out the defects of the child
and the child's failure to reach the airport

Conversation ricocheted off the dining table
as if it was the table that created it and not family mouths

Crocodile child
Out of the backyard a great lake lies
Wooden look out to take in with brave eyes
The child climbed up and looked around untangled
only to see crocodiles coming forth from every angle

Pastures green as the crocodile hides
deltas caressing suburan backyards, sinfully confiding

Escape child
The secret police arrived kicking out the crocodiles
helmets, vests and every kind of gun
Sprinting into the high grasses caught by the sun
jumping into a hole, hidden from the front

For they don't see what they seek, fear upon
their blindess as powerful as their weapons

Predator child
Following the uniforms as they continued their search invain
With a hunger that never felt so alive
in stomach and poisoned the saliva
quickly dragging them into the muddy sinking area
Before a shot was fired the troops marinating in terror

Their uniforms keeping them fresh for devouring violent and wild
breaking bones and piercing organs, blood an opiate for the child


segunda-feira, 19 de agosto de 2019

Lightening river

Paddocks got me born
chemical stew formed me
cloud formed and so did rivers
across god's forehead

We the farmers told to harvest
from the river
Father summoned the lightening
and it fell with crack like a blessing

Life in graced the river
and we harvested like machines
Up we went and down again all through
against the strong flow and easily with it too

Under the rock we saw shrimp
our minds merging with the water
until we realized the river itself was our life
conflict cooking on the shores

Crashing into destiny
A flash flood of emotions
of emergence
we forget it's some big adventure

like hermit crabs
scattering under rocks
and residing there
never venturing out for bigger meals

Yet we are the incredible amphibians
omnivores
choosers of opportunity
and creators of it