Poem: Pure Blood

 

Pure Blood

Sense is exasperated, 

Silent weaponry direct’d 

Synaptic cleft

Mimical behavior 

Badinage 

Adore n destroy cliches

Whilst science politically defines defiles 

Emanation bodies 

Squirming, suffering, jus living life

Sucking dry lemons rinderpest

The green seeds all ov earth

seize it for what it is, all worth

Going full on yard wallop, bing, shebang, boom

Seashell radio

PKD pink blur

Jesus is Ah Coming

In temples turning O’er tables 

Formulaic and set cash based otherwise

Reinvent another Language

The control fails default

The boot on the neck is not plausible, no apologies 1984.

There are too many you could feel it from inside.

Pratfall geraniums synapse 

Faute de mieux

Faure de mieux

Faute de mieux

Displace Chads and Te Peter Pan masturbatory TinkerBell 

Brung Paradise Ta Rue Never Never Land’s w/ obvs tells

Live and die by Captain Hook's obituary decree, Nah way

Sick, shake, bury it, create anew,

With souls see lvl, go away, mirrors yr own

Lvl put a ring on it, irl make merry, memory, 

Ignore the strange enemy of affairs

there is no matter heavy lest u live in State’s propaganda 

and it, it don't exist, don't let it divide u2 

u gone a bond shall last everlasting through thick and thin.

TIL...

prefer it simple, just that nuttin else, while we agree to die

neither have business back in town

and act us rye 

“sound/ listening never stops when death all sense fade ‘Lo but hearing”

Sacred inner sound unstruck music of the spheres

indescribable after the performance of communicating universal 

Plug ears or let damage do as thou wilt

Resistance, Resistance, Resistance 

Pro-create

All that crap was circling us like the law

Pure blood Bloodroot 

One large basal leaf shade from the sun

In wedlock with Darkness Come Always Ta the Light

‘round the menace of the unfortunate deceptive ones

We are celestial tetrahedrons as God hath maketh us

any other thought is discursive thinking

Fore Being it energetic to the absolute, Based On The Most High

Is the the Most resolute proclamation 

if you are nothing then there is nothing

dust by a sill a window u bide time

Purgatory with the discerned energies you rest and wake

Urges to make say feel look

Neath the unworthy name ta say’h 

Speckled wood butterfly, brown recluse spider, fiery mane tiger, wordsmith dolphin

private eye Scorpion, intuitive space exploring fish

Secretions and blood flows the well of The Living Waters

Having been able to scribe Tis

The innermost self noid of self

Given to God lest

To Live “evolution” their manipulative corrupted nature, the strongest currency against!

WE THE LIVING 

Orchidaceae Orchidacea Orchidacea 

Pure blood, pure blood, pure blood

 

 

 

"The Ban"

"The Ban" Yes, Oh! I draw pon a dull hotly baited breath a moment’s glimpse enticed ta throbbing  sedation temptations tongue goth ever so stealth entranced in gallows of weeping willows boding fairly n cruelty’s dimensions do I Yes Oh! I Remember The Ban I wept greatly Oh! The Ban The precipice stock of rooster’s cock pon a cat’s clock twas strict vacant however wisps perishing trees dour with all thy simplest sincerities barren as an impaled victory  her kisses touch sweet from realities dour  Twas the nigh indicative ceremoniously  Whereupon ball fall for clucks towering square do we sit Yes Oh! we sit in behest my sol-companion and I Bell fest to a stupor passion imprisoned Oh! Yes We Recall The Ban O wretched indebted longing  I shan't Weep forthwith bitterly ever-so slightly her skirts trussed up veil briefly witness hot pale thighs A vision trance neath the moon’s light Oh! Yes I  Morbidly Wept A luminous rue of Splendor Magics Such a pale blush gale Ta Beheld! Till eidolon opens gates crotches  bleeding coming a’morrow morning  Await the draperies of Le Jour Se Leve evermore to levy into this fluidity  bound and gagging tis bosom buxom beauty I shan't be distracted and shan’t weep moveover Our nude bodies slumbered Fore The Ban We Endured most ever so courageously  Oh! Yes I Remember The Ban

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Nisem | Rainer Maria Rilke

To Rainer Maria Rilke Poetry: 01.to music 02. lament 03. a love song 04. solitude 05. the poet 06. before the summer rain 07. death experienced 08. the angels

passive education

it was passed to skip a stone
to end in the middle of the ocean
for casting
basically
absorbs water
stolen when picked up
a rock instincts drive
absorbed in the hands
studied and passed around