Poem #386 — LUNA

https://www.youtube.com/embed/LYJVt4v4OvI?version=3&rel=1&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&fs=1&hl=en-US&autohide=2&wmode=transparent I don’t believe it’s a simulation, but if this is life, I don’t know why it’s glorified. There is something questionable about existence having a bottom line only to become one.   Curiosity is natural but it becomes a burden when you are left with an endless line of questions and any answer you find seems to hurt you.  What is life…PoemContinueContinue reading “Poem #386 — LUNA”

E M Kelly in Hell

I look at E.M. Kelly’s photo and I think Jesus NO! How poetically ironic! This man wrote a series of book called “A Journey Through Hell”. Seriously. It’s set in a time after the total destruction of our society. To him, that means horror. I don’t see the downfall of our society as horror, IContinueContinue reading “E M Kelly in Hell”

Am, Are, or: Always — The skeptic’s kaddish

no doors in walls to Keep out fear just: Look and See, but no walls there… once structures, now Convulsing lines there’s Is, there’s Was, less timeless rhymes no what, no I, but only Am Am Flail for textures; Whisper, “damn…” unbearable, Am’s Feels Are Galled Walled in, Crawling, no space at all! nouns swiftly […]Am,ContinueContinue reading “Am, Are, or: Always — The skeptic’s kaddish”

Inspired by Tyler Gordon and Nicole Kindle

Adonai, please remember ALL Black Americans today and bless them in EVERY WAY. Please bless them mentally, spiritually, and physically. Shield them from EVERY virus including the pandemic of hatred, envy, madness, pedophilia, selfishness, greed, lust, de-monism, sadism, masochism, rape, theft, immaturity, irresponsibility, ungratefulness, arrogance, illiteracy, degradation, SELF HATRED, IGNORANCE, and FEAR. AMEN.

Eight

For eight years I have weighted Down my heart Down my life Down my soul For eight years Hoping you would call me Hoping you would visit me Hoping you would talk to me For eight years Praying in the dark Praying to find my way Praying for the day That I would find outContinueContinue reading “Eight”