Unconditional

Not a Slave

How am I a slave ~

if my mind is free
          unshackled
           unchained

                           n o r m a l  .  .

               is an extremist's
                     point of view

      a different kind of poetry
        an alternate philosophy

            premised on the dogma
                        ...

Reality

I'm convinced that reality
is nothing more than

            a n   i n c i d e n t

        of multidimensional
                        extremes

© mingoáo

We Gonna Burn

Pushing
the limits of depravity

                  every sound
amplified by it's silence

        Hunted
        by the hounds of Hades
                                      I ran

             farther into darkness
                        I hide in times
                        long forgotten

Some days bad
others much worse

       ...

The All

all exist
before the universe
               was made

                    gas and dust
           and myriad grades
           of shade

        
          quantum things
          of branes and strings
            and odd imaginings

          long before serpents dwell
                       in the land of Eden
  ...

136.1 Hz

limited
yet infinite
    
    not empty but endless
    
                           the frame
                 within the frame
                 within the frame
              
         dimensions in time
              
                       space expanding
                          &...

Flying

I wish I can fly

        
        I think I can fly

                  I can fly
                

      I ' m   F l y i n g  .  .  !

© mingoáo

Fool me Once

Fool me Once – Fool me Twice

        No Prison Reform
        Affordable Housing
                     Healthcare

        the guillotine
        always finds our necks

I’m Sitting This One Out

        N o  V o t e  .  .  !

        F u c k  Da Democrats
          Had Enough of Y’alls
                                 S H I T

Fool me Once – Fool me Twice

Puppet

Strings taut ~

    the doll twists

    just
    a single movement
    of the puppeteer’s wrist
 

    D a n c e
        puppet
            D a n c e . .  !

      
        nimble hands
        orchestrate mischief

                  sleight of hands
           mask the outcome's
           aftermath
 

listen ~

        to the music
      ...

Veracity

There're no truths      
                   no lies
        
           none exist  .  .
        
           but for the relationships
                 
                          interpretations
               
           and                              
...

There Was Once a Place

Can’t be saved
but need help

            healthy
   but ain't well

                             afraid to fall
            never was taught to fly
            
                    no balance . . .
                    
            just broken pieces
            of bones and sorrow
            <...