MASTER FIEND
TWILIGHT VERSE.
​
Alphabet soup solve for constant sitting
Between letters 5 & 7 waiting as Cleo for this
Thing to come diagnosis style but there was no
Serpent in the garden just a girl made goliath
Ask which stone shall I select to topple a tower
Resolve pray for imitation of the season
Wandering warrior poet wonders where a
Bathsheba might be on this last night no
Serious howls heard out a Dog Star seated
Space-gaze saw how Terra follows suit twixt to
Roadblock Mars & Venus meeting in this dark
​
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
​
HOMAGE TO THE HELL-SPAWN HERA.
​
I'm used to pythons in the mirror while washing
My face but Yours holds a whole nest of adders
And how I become prey in those twin blues pretty
Little brain broad I am the thing You've waited
For between the breaths of mediocre sex and all
This philistine gibberish time for what I do best
Make You into mythology weave You within the scape
Of Now of This of F and I will wage war against all
That oppose our betrothal to atomize this gutter
Bow and weep for Babalon and her Beast leave entourage
Of Vulcan behind and come conquer the world with the
Brunette prince of reality let me disembowel entire
Buildings to clear room for a smile the hawk-haired lord
Of light has made You chosen for this Dragon courtship
Skeptic princess introduce Your talons to the beating red
Beside my pitch-stained soul indulge in bastard anatomy
Teach me secrets of broken men reveal this great work
Ours will be a citadel built on humiliated husks
Of the hegemonic masculine and the frenzied lusts of
Every fox-skinned Bacchae this mechanism came in Your size
Hello Mama-Mystery I am Chaos and I give You permission
To love now blow my blade a kiss as abomination cometh
We have been deemed impossible and yet face the future
With an arsenal to be reckoned they do not have eyes
For the invisible strings that inaugurate this collapse
The Wolf is dead the rain ran out and the Season of the Witch
Assigns us new parts to wear in the Tragedia dell'arte
​
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
​
OSSESSIONE!
​
My love life become a trade surplus
Can I export clean teeth in different
Dialects get the boring off my planet
My roost is with hyena bitch-queens
Empress Albatross work wings like tendrils
Forth unto maw of Devourer Demoiselles
This is a John Carpenter movie but the girls
Are gorgeous and want to kill me rape me ruin me
Winchester smells like a vape and Big Chew has
Never tasted better the shades give vision deluxe
Prophet Professors de Beauvoir & Firestone sit
In the lenses while operating the teleprompter
To guide aim along throbbing clay pigeon Kama
Who gives a fuck what color hair it is this week
Only thing to be learned is why You laugh
My clever can't be that good but I'll pass
Along some Beleza Bahiano via the roach
We're sharing can it be an appetizer before
Reenacting the Canucks & Flames match with
Our canines the scraping sounds like Quebecois
Make it only dynamo from now on this is war
Attention spans broad battlefields simply
Cannot be wasted on mundane hang ups in
Dimension One so give me something to work
With written down as condition prime or else
That drop from the Yellow Submarine is going
To fucking hurt this operating system was
Replaced when the seasons changed new regime
Running my humanoid-city-ship-psycho-sphere
Spin the wheel and switch for F1 pit crew
Legs feel much better since we hit the track
Again I'm regaining my bronze so we look the
Same in the mirror do You want me to grow it
Out or be a bleach boy again what about the
Buzz as Your Mob-Devil buy me that bandana
We talked about send me the answers can I
Feast on that sexy ego of Yours how about
Mine for Thanksgiving this year I'll see
You when I see You at Your game or the bar
Or when we kick in Your door to save You
From a retarded neanderthal frat cunt there
Is something I know about You but I don't care
Poem 2 from Collection 1 has only started being
Born in the past few hours I'm sweating like
A Sabretooth in heat animal kingdom un-extinct
All us dancing in opposite colors but fun is
Universal here comes the most attractive of
Pure evil pop Your knuckles and prime those
Hip flexors because this marathon is a sprint
Praying Mantis sex has never been for the faint
Of heart just the breaths will be enough for an
Album covered in sunscreen or Want if Forever
​
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
​
ORION.
I am the final hero.
Anti-Christ. Last Messiah.
Thunderbolt Hannibal.
Use my shiv to snip apple
Slivers for the Garter snake.
Boilerplate Sisyphus.
Light Bringer. Morning Star.
Little Lulu’s pretty cool
If you get to know him.
Great fashion sense and
Loves Indian food.
Imagine:
Condemned from ground zero.
First scene a curtain fall.
Mum's been out for the fight,
Kissin glass under red-lights.
Daddy Devil and the black hand,
Gorilla-step with the charlatans.
Where did my hair go?
Baby teeth made companion blade.
I was gift-wrapped for this War.
Agency ain't allowed down alleyways.
Isaiah stands in beard & cane,
Teach me art of emancipate.
My heart belongs to Dis.
Strings pull in Difficult Empty.
Vein hides double agent.
Tiger God wants a brawl.
No bottles, no backhands,
Just death-ray vision.
Material Heaven cannot rear
A charming little boy;
Only masks a red-skinned
Rabid mutt waiting to go feral.
Little brother, if you can hear me
In the depths of Dukkha,
I acknowledge my part in
Mega-politik God-Chess.
​
Snatched from Sukha, you rot
In an inferno meant for me.
Do what I will never do:
Scale the gallows, blast the
Chains, wear the green & yellow,
Smirk & dream & beat the bleak
In that Place of Dead Roads.
I force an exchange;
A bishop for a rook.
Give the children of our
Golden City laughter while
I make my fall in brimstone.
The Second Coming waiting
Between twin worlds of Love & War.
I am the Revealing Dragon.
Inheritor Hound. Prince Judgement.
Hunter of The Absolute.
Bow Belt & Club in hand
To starve this Lake of Fire.
The day-yearning-dog is as
Inevitable as an arrival.
Our trade is fundamental:
Your skylark singing will
Fructify the orchards for
Both serpents & lovers alike,
Permit my return to Naraka
And I’ll hold back Papa Void
In silver & supernova.
Forgive my brutish impatience,
It is only an unbridled candor
Meant for the defilers and most
Malicious motherfuckers that
Breathe. I don’t know you, and I
Do not wish you to bear this
Gauntlet of knowing me.
They say I come up sideways
Though I pledge to wrestle
Malevolence incarnate in search
Of a shoulder to weep, of a glance
To share, and a cosmic passion to build
In the glower of tonight’s eradication.
​
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
​
AMERICAN ALIENATION.
Preaching a Modern Mathematic The Hues are dueling
Elemental break-up sex Veins and Arteries
I feel like I'm going to War with Everyone
malnourished Attention for mouth-Spawned diatribe
more enemies The better what rank is this Current crisis?
why does the tongue Evade capture? Brutish programming Far too accessible
what happened to the nobility where is my mother box
I need the memory foam the four seasons hotel Room the coconut water
I’m a monkey picking Foreign fruit next to a statue built by My grandfather
what Would the good doctor do? meddling with the Chinese archaic
can the sportscaster Dodge the bullet this time?
can the rancher stop His children from fighting
can the Italian Jews stick to the script and stand Their ground
I think my ancestors killed Jesus I’m challenging the Status quos I've erected
the memeplex people Have come to know of me
what Will they whisper behind their backs
who will they turn To the ostracize squad pharisees all Of them
carving paranoia Out of marble save me Coleridge!
make it all Some afternoon vision becoming the Beast that I wasn't
Self-fulfilling prophecy can't stand to Be alone
I'm a fat patrician Waiting for the tyrannis
why isn't Anyone stopping why do they allow this Method acting
buying into the Baccarat identity crisis too Deep in the oxidizing red
anglers in the Mariana this is So fucked
ballot cast Base plate out of funnel Cake in the stands
why Haven't I fallen asleep yet the Empty motorcycle
the tracksuit Jaywalking the Spilled pitcher
the Fence hopping the hollow Threats
save your Face it's November
wardrobe orange in Folsom prison rubber bullets and Johnny between fingers
gimme a Powerball ticket at the poll booth
if this Made any sense let me know
I think I might have taken too much to the bank
the golden Idol emasculated during The hailstorm
someone dumped Purple dye in the river
don't believe Any word said over telephone
it was either imagined or AI generated at least that's what her Little brother said
write a poem About the disappointment and
mail in who Knows what carnivorous Exchange will
show up in the Equations or tomorrow's Crossword
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
​
WHAT CREATURES ARTISTS ARE.
​
enjoy enjoy the turned page
pass the aisle for more important purchases
the discounts shan't waste precious tears
word will spread when labor reaches completion
messengers at the door
absent motives for anxious longing to void incentive
personal frequency on smoke spread modus operandi
this is war and time on hop skip & step
occurrence influx accelerate now
tradeoff abandon the trains are departing
pen pal demotion available per request
sustainable horizon wracked with weeds
subjective justify loose change not sufficient for arcade
stray mewling insolence over tidal convenience
do we have any takers? so many unsold waivers...
privileged exodus animus to cattle defecation
common knowledge of how lies manifest in the dark
the ultimate fiend defendant
faking rebellion while adhering to the mainstream
just as treacherous in reflection consuming reporter droll
allergic reaction to present normality implies seceding
coffee pot blues are corruption
the meandering is a black hole
I’m escaping from the luring fruit
give me my books back please
they might be the only real things of value
managing jester, entertain the hippocampus
amygdala audience, read my prophecy and applaud
exhausted word bank prerecorded feedback
no questions
no thoughts and prayers
just reactionary juvenile recipe
absolutely boring human normal hammers that final nail
AND TO ALL
A GOOD NIGHT!