.



For CHRIST sakes man

Put down your ***** for a moment

And think !


Just what the hell is comin down !!

••

All we got is a bunch a *******

And their Barby Doll Girls

••

( playin house ! )

••

When what we want is someone real

////

Someone with integrity

/:/

/:/

Where is the road to the hill ?

The scented stream ?
The sacred waterfall ?

Where the damsal with the love in her Eye ?

The Holy Mother ?

The Warrior ?


:/:

Even if we have to die

LET US LIVE WITH GRACE ABD DIGNITY


C

.




Oh she knew me then



Me


Then



""

Was a special morning

Eyes across the valley

Tomorrow would be a beginning

Of a brand new song


""

                                            ( she lives !       She lives ! )

--


Come to me dear brother

Dear sister

&

Dear stranger

//

Ain't it time to get it together

And to just go Home
Again ?


X

/  ( • ) ( • ) \

/  \

((((  ))))

The greatest thing about having a true lover

Is that if you really need money

You can

**** EM OUT

ON THE STREET !

))((

This we all do as we can see

By reading each other's poetry

( ( ...

If we take


**** EM OUT

ON THE STREET

symbolically

... )

//

)(

//

Our poems themselves are

LITTLE ******

released and sold


To each other


so pathetically

For vanity 's sake


.



( ( ...
..........

I LIKE IT !

I LIKE IT  !


< you do !!!!!!

Wow !!!!!

Thanks !!!!! >

.........
...)

::



I KNOW HER




/--\


the long legs at dawn

Her small
*******

A simple shirt


//

Her eyes !

Look

SHE SEES

(?)

If you really want to be known


||{


I love it when she's by my side

//


Poet girl


••


All the children know her well


/:/


The long legs

Small *******

•


We try to tell you what's going on

•   •



leaning against the wall

She

Blended into the wall

//

2 eyes aglow

•


Puerto Rican Girl !

///


Gentle rain

Visions of purity !!!


••


The moon was part of the picture there


The el - train whistling overhead

.

.


We watched each other die

( but in a Positive Way )

•••

So

No complaining

No *** - stirring

no protesting

)(

Just prettify junk poetry

With as many

Meaningless

Adverbs and adjectives as your

Minds can find

And let it happen to you

( death )

Being positive

NOT negative

And in full

Compliance

To whatever is most mundane

::

Don't be real

BE NICE

BE LIKED !


and you will do groovy

On hello poetry


.

*** !

( you ! )

//////

we called out for Heroic Warriors

& !  ( what ? )


some ***** lovers with broken hearts (?) !!!

)(

writing ***** love poems

Which they  **** into the wind !

••

(( oh god !

Please forgive us our dementia

And

Demonic sins ! ))

••

We grew fat and weak

Dragging our bloated genitals

Everywhere

)(

In whatever form we chose

••

And now

TODAY !

fills us with emptiness

Which fills us with shame

//

And what matters  (?)

WE AINT REALLY SO SURE

RIGHT NOW

//

Ah yes !

THE ANGELS (!)

•

We called for angels


And here we are


.

.



she drew a lovely picture of herself dying


//

Mother Earth !

<•>

////


the stragglers !

These too

Try to cross the mountains


See them !


Such a lovely picture

Dying

Sons and daughters

•


Take a deep breath  !!


Fukushima radiation

Chem - trails

And polluted politicians

//

DONT TRY TO LIVE HERE !

There is only death here

())•

she writes poems to her betrayed ex - lovers

And worships her scars !

She is suffering

•

We watch and shuffle on besides her

LIKE ZOMBIES

•


We can't die because we are the DEAD


)(


We write poems about it

And keep shuffling along

//



.

.



She tells of grand majestic things and beings

)(

The soulful child

•

In midst the wonders and calamnities

)(

Finding  the lost ones  of the race

0


Sweet holy gaze


White aproned

Purity

•


We are still good

Despite those silly games we've learned to play


X

.



Daylight

The song is playing

The child being born



•


Are you ready

To be really here ?

:/:/:/:

Little soldier boy

;;


The shadows are everywhere

)?

If you're not ready (?)

Better get ready

)(

Daylight

The song is playing


The child is being born


)(

From ancient wisdom

Comes the lesson

That


We should do
Him no harm


.

.



Da dude done threaten turn me over ta da police !


I start me a group ( yeah ! J

JEFF's LIFE MATTERS

//

wanna join ?

.



Fires !

( spread out across the dawn ! )

Fires !

••

No !

Don't say it !

TERROR !

( well it's done )

:: ::

The soldiers

God !  They look so young !!

:::

)(

gentleness

Please !

Let us in truth prevail against the great tide

Of violence and ugliness

;:;

Let us be MEN

~~~~

Fires

Fires

Fires

!!!




Come dance the dance

Brings on the rain


.

.


SUPER HERO


//


this

The day !

Our only song !

•

| ~ |

Our life is a poem only ONE may read

) (

We stand always

We are almost seen !

0

The boy would be a man


What is it he must do ?

••

It is written in our heart


)(


We turn the story into

Something mundane

..


Tears of sadness

And heart felt pain


;;

Will I live thru tomorrow (?)


I don't know


"""""""""
)(

It's always good to see you

My fellow men


It's good to know

Some of you are real


.

.


And we

Blown away

""""

"""""""

I am

Just a simple boy


I know

Everything


I come

When you want me to


I bring

Anything you need

•      •

the war torn streets

The broken families


The prison song

The torturous pain


;:;


I love you

Yes indeed

I love you


:;:


The river of blood

The insatiable greed


The fear that kills

And all of our false beliefs


)(


You can have me if you'd dare

To love and trust


Yourself

And humanity

•

The winds blow


But we remain

We love and trust


We remain


.

.



Drifting on the breeze


//            //


Will you come along ?


The road to freedom

Is filled with pain

Broken soldiers

and children

Just the same

As you are

•


•

Money and the gun

Women as commodity

*** as magic ritual

The sacrificIal slaughter

Of the weak

::::

Tell me that you know

Show me that you care

I see you

Romping around

In your soiled ****** underwear

Looking for a form of freedom

None can bear to even see

•

Of soft wind blow true !

But

Is anybody even here ?

In this vale of poisoned words

And meaningless dreams

••


A little hint of love remains

//

The breezes blow clean

You too can come along

If you want

••

You too

You too

.

.
I am going to ..... Add a poem now..


And

It is going to be about YOU
my dears


••
••••



Walking naked

The rain !

Central Park at dawn !


••

He was a Plumber

Everyday

Pipes and sinks !
Pipes and sinks !

•

She was a *******

( the plot thickens ! )

I was a reporter for the NY TIMES

!!

Subway station blues

Oh for the blue sky

•

We are dead dreamers

Our stinken rotten state dreams


( "Take of yer clothes and I'll **** ya " )


Yeah

That's all we got left

::::

Staten Island ferry

Jesus Christ !

It's the Statue of Liberty.
Walking on the Water !

Comin this way !

•

She sat on the tenement building fire escape

Little black girl


I wish that I was her !


"""""

Oh yeah

Now I am !


..

//


Oh morbid goddess of morbidity

Even I can't stand to see you in your

Bra less state

//

morphing oh so very

Tragi- comedically

Into images

Of Trojan Horses

Being dragged to the Gate

))

She spreads legs so methodically

Giving all the pidgeons

A chance to escape


.

.



He loved to **** of in front of the girls in the lunch room

When told to stop he sued the school

Claiming this was just his ****** preference

And orientation

//

And he won in court

••

Now

Some girls really got hot watching him

And started knocking his hands away

And ******* him off !!

And then some boys

And then some trans gendered catagories

To difficult to describe

)(

Some ****** devianted whip wielders entered the scene


///


They finally had to close the school down

They finally had to close the country down


But don't worry

DONALD TRUMP will **** on us all

With his holy water

And we will be saved




X

.




We shall follow wherever you should go


••

<>

••


A gentle shepherd girl


She was

I seen her in the high sierras

( bout 40 years ago )

""

&

As a dream she was more real

Than such as I ever was

)(

Dwelling in Light

all true images last forever

the backbone of the human race

•         •

we live our lives as if we were

Merely actors in an afternoon sitcom

(  " does he love me !   Ahhhhh
I want him to love me ! )


;:::


From 40 years ago

Lo see


The gentlest shepherd girl

so pure and true

The vision that seeds the world !


::

Pure love

I am

( I know )

And I know I'm just like you

""


In the back roads

Of each other 's lives


.

/  )    )  \

/\


^^^^^



                                         ( flower child song )

"""


Mother of Earth


"""""

she sees what you are              
and she won't go there                              
      no more

•


( time for Purity )

//


It's like a poker game

Before you place on the table

A ***** , 2 **** , and your heart

You should know exactly
what they're worth !


••


We have become

little images of grafitti

Being blown
Down the street

To end up as ***** stained fragments

Of old newspapers

In some alley somewhere

//

LIFE !

How we philosophise  about it

When we all know we are too stupid

To philosophize about life !

( just look at our lives ! )

••


                The tiny insignificance of a girl !

                                      ( The little flower child ! )

She wanted to be an EARTH MOMMA

But the earth is gone !

•


We have abandoned her completely

Yet

We cry out for love !


//


On rainy streets

Poetry

( Looking for a poet )

Talks in subtle tones concerning
The great mystery

Few notice


Though some do actually

Heed


••


And love so tender

Can somehow

Be felt and seen



X

...


Saying

OUCH !

does not make you a poet

••

When after UNCLE CHARLIE rapes you

You slice yourself with a razor

Does not make you a poet

•

When your lover leaves you and you cry

I'm Bwoken !
I 'm Bwoken !

Nope .... Not that either

><

A lotta **** wads
And dumb *****

Around here

Are telling you

NEVER TO BE CRITICAL

( don't wanna be a TROLL -- no ! No !!!!

Don't wanna be no TROLL ! )

)(

Saying

******* !
YOU HEAD UP YOUR ***

MORONS !

is the first symbolic step

Of the poetic experience

•••

I seen a poem today with 26 likes but

No comments !!!

HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE !!

//

We say

WE ARE POETS !
WE HEAL THE WORLD !

But we are frightened by fear
Of
Unpopular responses
To
Out comments

To even talk to each other

////

We are afraid of true communication.

We only write imaginary poem / letters

To those we claim to love !

)(

The world is being taken over by thugs and thieves

Amid our silences

As we finally choose our leader from 2 of them !!!

•

same story !

::

A few will heed and go free

And actually be a poet


//


It is a fine thing to be

//

You know

( obviously )

That it doesn't matter to me if you let

These poetry thugs make you afraid to be real

( that's your CHOICE )

"

What bothers me is seeing POETRY DEBASED

and seeing the humanity as depicted on these pages

Become a

PILE OF **** STINKING LOSERS

INSULTING ULTIMATELY

ANY GOD  YOU MIGHT SAY

YOU WANT TO KNOW !

come on


Wake Up !

GET TOUGH !

BE REAL !


Your next poem might be

Your last one



MAKE IT COUNT

OR GET FLUSHED

DOWN THE TOILET

WITH THE REST


.

.

X



no more of what

Matters not



We shall find each other

Soft !

In the ancient shadows

Where wisdom dwells

)(

And demons make magical things

That help us get things done

•

•

We are ready

We want revolution


•


Maybe I can find a real girl someday

And not just Barbie doll ******  

On display


••

Here we are


Beautiful
People

Pretending to be some

Unworthy thing


X

.



dragons in the sky


()


Sure mom


I'll be home early !

)(

It ain't real clear
what's  comin down

Who gonna  live

And who shall die

••

( she play peek a boo

Hind her pretty *******

Her ******* like her eyes ! )

)(

Child on the swings

Goin for a ride


( and comin back down again )


////


( the simplest  story says everything )

)(

She walks thru the park

She sees the children on the swings

She sees the dragons in the sky

••


She knows where she is


&


She knows why


.

.


& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHERE ?

)(

& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHY  ?

and he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

HOW ?

//////

so they went off together

Thru the streets of far-off places

The pirate & his lover

On their own

<>

& now it's I who seek them

Thru the streets of far -off places

The pirate & his lover

All alone




.

.



•      •
<>

/ ( • ) ( • ) \

###


//////


it's like

Ya read all the

I REALLY LOVE YOU !
HOW CAN YOU REJECT ME ?

Poems

Round here

And it seems like there is only        One ***** Babe

writing them all !

::

I call this

COMPOSITE ENTITY


------- young girl lite --------


For she is certainly

LESS fulFILLING

than a real girl

&

don't really TASTE SO GREAT either !

What with her being drenched with

EGO JUICES

&

the sense of       TOTAL INSINCERITY

::


::

I mean

IF WE POETS WERE AS SINCERE

LOVING AND LOVEABLE

as we claim ourselves to be

WHY DONT POETS JUST FALL IN LOVE

WITH OTHER POETS !

( and thus we would all be immersed in

ENLIGHTENED LOVE ! )


But no we don't

Because we are not at all sincere

Nor are we truly seeking love

)(


We die before each other

Showing ourselves to be

Corpses of hollowness

Incompleteness

And absolutely no

Curiosity

Nor imagination


LAME PEOPLE

LAME POETRY

MEANINGLESS LIVES



we PRAISE the poets

Who keep the STANDARDS low


So we can all pretend we are standing up
To

Our purpose for Being Alive

OUR POETRY IS ALL A LIE

AS OUR LIVES ARE LIES

( but a lie we have all agreed to honor and re tell)

.
.

,



//// • ||
<>
/ ( • ) ( • ) \


###

.love .::

•

Railroad Yard Poetry

by

the runaways

//


Lynch my papa kid

You is a freak

She said


To the white boy

Lying on the road

If she had a home she'd a took him home

But she too was runnin from the police

><

( Yep

Right her in obama land AMERICA

Land of the disenchanted slave ! )

))((

All the children so afraid

Ain't no mamma anywhere

and daddy's over yonder
Hanging from the tree

•
Years and years love talk

But still

The same ole whip and chains

•

They got married along the way

We are their children I do believe


X

//                   \

|{          ||

***





••

hush !

Not a word now

|||||


images

Reality

We come we hide we go to war together

( we really need a second chance I think )

••

She was a great girl ( my girl )

my god !      She was

•
•<>•
•

We are always here but we don't like it

We'd rather come & go
& be sneaky about it

( wouldn't you (?) )

••

Yeah

True love

I see the idea in a lot of poems

' TRUE LOVE "


I ain't read nobody knows nothin
About it !

Which is very weird indeed !

••

Hush

Not a word now

X

we



....

Yeah

                       We

••



••

lost river !

Now where is the Sea ?


The maidens are hungry for seed  !

But the soil
Is

Not ready

••

we need

The Brotherhood of Man

)(

We

We wander

Aimless but awake

We sense the truth


And we will
Be there soon


X

.


along the slum street of our hearts

Where the crying children are left to die

We tell incredible stories

Of TRUE LOVE !

&

OF THE CHRIST !

( !!! )

•••

and await

The final day of our useless lives

)(
)(

Never wondering

Really

About anything
.

.



cryin

In the Night

||~||~||

oh who ........ (?)

oh who ........( ?)



yeah yeah yeah

•


Who sees
------

Who they are hurting tonight ?

Who cares
------

who they hurting tonight ?


No one sleeping good tonight


So much Pain     Comin Down
Every single night !

••


Every child  knows

Every child sees

Every child

Pleading

For

Lovers
To set themselves free


.

.


across

The desert sands

( Lonliness )

)(

Look around

At all the

Sisters and brothers

Chasing the dreams

They think are real !

)(

Gonna find a lover and go to heaven !

And live  the fantacy forever !

(:;:)

Till they start babbling crazily

That pain and joy are bout the same !

//

COME

Gentle yet strong

Out of the death of false  poetry

and loveless illusions

Into the creative power

Used as intended

Wisely humane

Purely human



.

.



Who  

Is that lovely child (?)

""


Borne

By sacred questioning

To the heart of

All that really matters


"" • """

///

We are the

Gentle

The human

//

In this day called

THE END OF DAYS

••

she wanders

Out of the lust

Out of the ******* scenario

From the grafitti

Unto the hills and fields

//

The song of freedom !

Anyone can sing !


Come !


The long way home

It's a life worth living

A life of total honesty


.

.






Fortress at the Dawn




even some time

A snotty little yuppie chick must get involved

( and can't just send in some of her daddy's money )


••


So what about you ?


••••


Soon so soon

REAL pain

Like we never felt before !

#

You were sent to save us but  you just got laid a few times

And wen to sleep

•

I've just published my  first book !

It's called

HANDBOOK OF THE DEVIL :

GUIDE FOR THOSE WHO'D LIKE TO

SELL THEIR SOUL

BUT DON'T KNOW HOW

)(

( many satisfied customers ! )

)?)

Yeah

That's how it is


.

-





Hey now
The world's on fire with fear

/:

Hey now momma
Your child ain't with ya now

/;

He goin down down again

Drowning in a sea of mass illusion

Guns are shootin every which-a-way

Flags are wavin all
Over the place

Flags are wavin all
Over the place



X

.



... & because it is important




(the Poem )


""

the only poem is that child over there


///

We WRITE his life

By the COURAGE we display

In living OUR OWN

•


( we are "broken"

Not because Joey Good **** is ...... Gone !

But because we have given up on

Living truthfully

And have abandoned Tomorrow

Unto the greed and hatred of OUR TODAY

•

I mean

WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR

TRAVAILS WITH YOUR BOY OR GIRL FRIEND

WHEN WE SEE YOUR WHOLE LIFE BEING WASTED

ON YOUR ******* LOVE ?

////

Give yourself at least a chance !

••

Okay ?

••••

just because you MISS HIM

Doesn't mean you should be together again

When it is obvious that you drifted apart

Because your life together was meaningless !

It was meaningless because your seperate lives

Were meaningless !

//

So (?)

//

Die !

Be re born !

NOW !

//

What ?

You think it might be different tomorrow !?

•

Nope

( just more ugly

With more Death )

::

Live

You can

( If you want )

.



New born


//                           Yet

( Somehow )

We can't change a thing !                          //

//

Hardly

( really )

HUMAN at all

//

Like patsies taking the fall

For all the governmental thieves

••

Love perverted

Loyalty betrayed


Children crawl the streets in ****** underwear

Looking for love

****** & *****

)(

Another night is over

::

In the morning ( ?)

???


Lying still born

In countless gutters



.

.



Babble of words !


Promises and tears !


But a love not worthy of a lover !


•


The day breaks

The little children fornicate

In the shadows of their parents' bedroom

)(


The mystic sky !


The heavenly realm !


We do not know these things


::


Love !

Worthy of a lover !




if you see some let me know


.

.




On ******* row

(She was the best of em ! )

)(

Up
In them mountains

It is

!!!!!!!

graduated from the

High school scene

Went big time with her candy smile

And her total lack of subtlety

)(


Done so well

She ain't gotta write **** poetry

//

She got herself a real skill

At last !


.

O            0o0            O


::



You are my mother
You are my father
You are my brother

You are my friend

""

You are riches
You are wisdom

You are my all

My lord to me

                                      ------------ aarti

••

Brooklyn bridge at dawn !


Oh lord !

Here at last


::

baking bread the

Old fashioned way !

//

To begin again !

•

Oh yes !

Let's go !


/////

The simple feeling


The story true


""


The every sense of purity and grace !


""

I love you


The only word spoken here



.

.

( maybe not )


••


we are big boys now !

•

We walked naked thru alleyways

In the rain

waving to the children on the roofs

////

Images of soldier boys   In ****** mud

Visions of drone bombers overhead


••

••

I always wanted to fall in love with

A waitress working at a roadside diner

But it never happened

( it never happened ! )

••

Did Lee  Harvey Oswald

really

Shoot JFK?

•


( are you sure ? )


•


I would love to talk about it

With a lonely waitress with big *****

Working at some ****** diner

By the side of the road


)(

We shall walk naked in alleyways in the rain


:::


Children on the roofs !


Come !


And see !





.
.

.


Come on !

If we miss the beginning

We may Never catch up !



( so very tired )


!!!!!         !!!!!       !!!!!

Summer times are over !

( yer a         Workin man ! )

GOOD FOR YOU !

:::

Just be sure to pay your taxes on time

( yes sir ! )

•


•

So tired a seein all the dyin

So very tired

And  the crippled bodies

So tired

The crying hungry babies.

The tortured bodies

The *****

( I AM GOD ****** TIRED !' )

)?)



Little lost children questioning

Is the seed of goodness

are you there ?



.

"'O""  ""O""
<>
\
                          __)
                          /\              /\

•••

love (!)

( a mystical creature none dare ride ! )


::

Our poems (!)

Made of dust and smoke !!!

love ..... )?)

WE CAN'T EVEN FOOL OURSELVES

NO
MORE !

)(



love (!)

******* on body parts (!)

)(

Mindless

Sexless *** !

Going thru the motions !

//

Trying to pretend to be normal (!)

::

Idiot love (!)


.

.




There you are !



I will take you home



If you want to go there




.

.


quick ! run ! hide !


"""""

She loves me !




With the bewildered mediocrity

Of spirit

Of a lost and frightened generation

Of AMERICA and her abandoned

Children



.

<      >
~

( • )              ( • )



///


Hey lover girl !

Why don't you actually   LOVE   Someone  (?)

••

You never really SEE or KNOW

the poor dude you're babbling on about !

•

He don't even read your crap of words

Directed to him through us !

))

Just thought I'd tell ya

Yoi aint foolin no one

( or maybe --- only yourself )



c

.


POETRY ....... (!)

She invites us to reveal our true selves

Our purest feelings

Our deepest adventures into

The farthest realms of mystery

And discovery

....

As we free our imaginations from the

Slave languages of an

Enslaved world

And to cultivate our own words and images

From within ourselves



////

So

What do we do ?

//

We portray our lives

As some repetitive trip

Between the bedroom and the bath room


Waving our naked bodies

In front of each other

And babbling the

Copy Cat

COOKIE CUTTER

Mundane platitudes

And ME TOO sound bytes

Over and over again !

( really

It's ALL plagerism ! )

About some crap possessive love

In which you ALL can hide

In some pretense that you are real  !


And YE call yer selves poets  !


MY GOD !

THE GALL !

.

.


We can read the poems on HP

We can read of or watch the political campaigns

AND THEY ARE OF ONE

COOKIE CUTTER GENRE

::

( made up
Love )

•
•

On every level

We destroy ourselves according

To the societal and cultural norms

We are told is proper !!

•

There is really

ONE POET

ONE CANDIDATE

ONE MASS MARKET OF
THE WALKING DEAD

//

****** perversity !

**** poetry

**** politicians

And YOU

:;

willing victims who

Just get ****** !


.

.




THE GREAT SHIP


the great gray ship is leaving the harbor

Thru the mist


///

We are of a somber time


We know too little about too much

••

We mistreat each other badly

•

leaving !


Everything fades away !

We are leaving the harbor

We cannot see the shore thru the mist

On the great gray ship

We leave

•



OM mother

Of the earth below
Or

The one above


•

I done what I done

/"""/

I don't know what is left behind



X

.



Lo

( look )


The melted candle

( & it's true !


THE FIRE GOES OUT AT THE END OF IT ALL )

)(

( & everyone is milling around at the train station )

)(

Someone is whispering a prayer

That possibly something will be understood


••


""


••

She holds her baby in her arms

And stares so deeply

Into his eyes

.

.


WHY do I love you ?

---

Because you  are totally imaginary

•


When you hurt me there is no real pain

•

When I ******* I don't have to worry
that you might get pregnant

•
•

Because it is all unreal

No-one actually gets jealous !

•

You let me live my life like I am daring and courageous
even as I fade into oblivion

•

I LOVE YOU !

( & you too ! )

As I love all the imaginary poets I imagine are

Out there

Imagining their own lovers

Friends and other imaginary things

X