Category Archives: Poetry

Seething Grass

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

They tell us our votes count. They tell us work makes freedom. They tell us to buy, spend, invest. They tell us to shut up. They tell us to die. We tell them Yes. Why? /// “How do you know.” … Continue reading →

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Do-Over

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

At starts Excitement Engagement A thrill of fresh finds. During A rush A blur Dazzled keeping up After Memories Regrets A tingle of tacit pride. Buried Exhaustion Dissolution A dissolving continuity. Begin again forever. / W B Kek

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Hayseed Coup & Evidence of Simulated Existence

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

Never blame conspiracy for what incompetence can explain. Ah, but what if it’s a conspiracy of incompetence? / geste /// “Hayseed Coup” If people can go insane Why not cities, states, Countries going insane? Look around. First small groups went … Continue reading →

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Home Soon

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

Home from Rome (burns), Gordon of Cartoon, a Road warrior (warrior in the wire) Will wire whoever Catches cold; No help there Too soon. / W B Kek

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Remember the Future

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

Remember the future, Anticipate the past, But always inhabit the present As if you are the whole of reality, Which is a solid. / W B Kek

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U.S.S. Indianapolis

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

I am desperate for cascade. Water on bare skin. Clean off this fuel oil. I made it 20 days. I’m bleeding again; Flesh wound seepage. We few left clinging cry out. Blood is bait. Wounds heal slowly: Decide where to … Continue reading →

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lf Fulfilled

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

If it ends in sunbeams                                                                       … Continue reading →

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Hovering Alone

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

Hovering between a loathing for mankind and                                                                   … Continue reading →

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This

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

None of us were “here” before;                                                                     … Continue reading →

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Complaint, Communication, Resonate

Posted on March 15, 2017 by Gene Stewart

I am not the fuck complaining. I am not the fuck seen. I am not the fuck important. I am not the fuck noticed. I am coping as I can. I am in a cave. I am marginalized by it … Continue reading →

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