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MASTER FIEND

TWILIGHT VERSE.

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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

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HOMAGE TO THE HELL-SPAWN HERA.

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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

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OSSESSIONE!

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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

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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.

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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.

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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

 

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WHAT CREATURES ARTISTS ARE.

 

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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!

© 2025 by Felipe Medrado.

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