Category Archives: Poetry

“Merry Fuckin’ Christmas, You’re Fired, Sucker” by MD/SC

Vampire Banksters Eat my flesh Out of work My pay is death Healthcare scam Bleeds me dry Tax my pain Pollute my sky Poison food Sustains us slaves Fracking water Pours the flames Hell’s the wealthy Buying power Them or … Continue reading

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Rondo

Rondo Pink clouds, yellow snow, Black tea, you and me; Fuss and fight, fidget nightly, Gaze at empty distances, Between us only we the lonely, We who keep so still — Our dance leaves marks Interpreted as messages from beyond, … Continue reading

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Rusted Chains On Scabbed Flesh

We know, as Chas. Fort observed decades ago:                                                                           We’re property. It’s not space aliens or imaginary gods,                                                                                              It’s the psychopathic 1% of us,                                                                                                               People-shaped things. About 400 of them. No kidding. They are as if alien to us, As … Continue reading

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Five New Poems

View Down a Steep Hill I write poems about the silence of the goddess. Unrequited love of what may not be there is our cry in the wilderness, Unanswered throughout our existence. Every instant and inch apart is regret made … Continue reading

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Elephant Falling

A focus in the quality of light. A shift in the silence. Eyes staring from shreds of dream. A reliance on compliance. A clarity in place of all we seem. / W B Kek

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Folly’s Adieu

Writing life into words afflicts some of us. It’s maddening when our best is too good for print. Like being over-qualified, I suppose. We are men of letters in an unlettered dark time. There is a basic distinction to be … Continue reading

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Trust, Ashes

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Wednesday Afternoon, No Closer To Knowing

photo courtesy of Krysia Jopek   No strings, she said. Hollow instrument of Seductive curves. Serpentine cuts, Dark interior. It won’t play, she said. I cannot play it. Soft thumps Flat of echo Mocked us as We set it down … Continue reading

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Fragment of Liturgy From Hessia Abbey

Vast is the Earth, yet so is it small. To a demon, Earth is a bauble. To one lost in a desert, Earth is a solid echo of the sky. Between those truths we live our mad scramble lives from … Continue reading

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Unheard Echo

How to be free from Contingency When distant edge Is all I see? How to catch up to Family Who rush into Complacency? How to be seen, to Simply be? This ghost existence Murders me. We are both here now. … Continue reading

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