I need a place to rant and rave
depraved as I am
labeled by the quantum large
disbarged to ancient cliffs of sanities ledge
wedege in hectors thigh
spear through lung
mung hatred on ancient vespuccian shores
not happy here
like racist cape fear
lodged between
somesort of humanity and bioplitical privelege
new words forge absent context on
mishapen tele-elctrotype
proto language on black face
white fake texts

Pax Americana :: WIP

Tongue to teeth equates unquivered
arrow set in lover's heart, ratted
fletching--in this instance--makes
marks easier to hone from
the unwalkable distance of mind
that separates warring tyrants
of multitrope ancestry.
Southern crossed stars
of ancestral homeland beckons
the reprogrammed to the comforts
of false Edens prophesized
by those who have not indulged
themselves wholly in
another gardeners orchard.
The fruit as ripe but
trees half as old tapped
for their sweet sap
then razed by their oathspoken
steward with a two faced
grin, recollecting with giddy
self-importance the day she stood
with Nero
watching what was but a
whisper suckled
by shewolf,
glowchar and crackle.
To embers, man's dream of
ordered Nature and paved
inroads to sonnets of
self-important desire.

Untitled From Notebook #5 :: WIP

death merchant
caught in Thailand
for atrocities perpetuated
in far off lands of
brown skinned peoples,
away from now Anglo shores
heisted from first people
in bloodtrinkets and
smallpox.
Cultural psyche scarred
by rape of Powatan's
princess
four centuries prior to
this moment
of
timespace condensed to
instant sponteneity
of unplotted texts and portraits
based on
postmodern Artistic ambitions
weighted by commercial
necessity
and
empty, material sadness.

Untitled From Notebook #4 :: WIP

High plained son,
of converted tribes.
Chopped mourning hair, brown
and "intense" eyes
focusing in bleached air
on mirages of an authentic life
in an American context.
Poly carbonate UV protection
sepiatones events captured and stored
on neural networks to
be reproduced by false
speaking tongues
torn from
their roots by zealots of humanism.
Black chasm progenerator
of muted phonemes.

Untitled From Notebook #3 :: WIP

Ethanol clouded thought
bubbles burst
on the points of
contention and
miscommunicated
atonal heart strings
strummed for unknown
reasons.

Untitled From Notebook #2 :: WIP

Another dream had of
derelict infrastructure
and weeping mothers
standing around contaminated
sisterns, bloated belly
young ones, fly eyed,
swaddled in
picked rags and
course homespun riches.
Away the young men were
sent to foreign territories
to be mangled by
brass and lead;
in all things their pierced
and bruised flesh
is justified on the hills
of Nimrod's tower; built of
gold leaf and ivory.
hyrdocarboncarbohydrate diet
leaves those forced
to take it as host and wine
soulhungry and lethargic.
Famished range maggots,
hollow eyed, bleat
for salvation
from salted Earth
and Bhopal weighted
night air through which
the reedeaming quality of
gaseous giants is not visible.

Always Head West Young Man :: WIP

Always head west young man,
No matter the thorn that
irritates soulpaws.
It is your Daniel.
Third Coast,
foundation to abandoned
bunkhouse
from which
wounded prairie doves
now flee.
Skybound to new nest
west of your west
into unmountained suns.
Not to be reached by
paternal obligation
other than what is
allowed via
electroteletype or
pixalated simulacra
of sweet home sweet
home.