Mine

Mine

I   l i c k e d   i t

   So it's Mine  . . !

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Profiteer

X marks the spot
of the next spring

    designed by they
    who profit from conflict
    
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Truth

Truth is always singular
               it's the versions
                 that are plural

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Shades of Grey

I  w a n t  ~
to slit my wrists

                          and
watch the blood drip
to mix the dust
of sorrows grey
to mud

        w i t h   i t ~
        I paint my face
        to camouflage my spite
             and hide my shame

t o d a y ~
is just another day

        lived between
                my many
              
          &...

The Drones Are Coming

There's a war on peace

            dem dat follow
             now dem lead

There's a war on need

           dem dat suffer
          now dem bleed

            In this war
            of rant and want
            and make believe
        
what does it matter if you die
            when living is suicide

        murder the murderous
        the innocent
 
  ...

Today I Woke up Dead

T o d a y  .  .

is just
another day

like any other day
     or so I thought
    

        f r a u g h t
                w i t h

             tribulations                                  beyond imaginings
              

    I   s a w   t h e m
       standing there
    

    eyes fixed               ...

Where Did All the Honey Bees Go

H o w ~
do you choose

                 between
hell and high water

when . .

hell and high water
is the same place . . ?

        do we breathe today
            or hold our breath
                  until tomorrow . . ?

                        anoxia
                      is divine
               in this reality

climate change
global warming
carbon saturation
       
...

Invisible

Maybe ~

my voice has been
                  or is just

a never-ending echo
of poetry once recited
in a moment of clarity

    in which . .
    
    no one else could see
    or has been clear about
    
    
      f e a r s   n o t   h e a r d

            nor recognised

            denied                                                       mocked                  ...

My Theory of Possibility

Al l . .

that which is perceived
or manifest as impossible

                           is possible . !

even if . .

        such concepts are bounded
        by the constraints
        
        of relativistic incidence
        
        or ritualistic orthodoxy
        which may reject such notions

consider . .

that impossible is not actual
but a configuration of mind

               &...

The Floods Never Came

What if . . .

  the floods never came
and the years of plenty

was just propaganda
perpetrated by pharaoh

                      I’m standing in the dunes

                      and for miles
                      there's only dust
    
                                  sand falls like rain
                 the exodus never happened
                                        &#...