Walter Alter Poet Free verse

The Perfectionist Is Listening

The Perfectionist is Listening

the rich are committing suicide
and taking us with them
the prosthetic limbed bastards
Fort Darwin tottering on fewer stilts
once the masters of the universe
presently picking through garbage
looking for an Icarus to pilot
some way back among the clouds
their telepathic goon squads 
armed with the hard on of God
squat in the darkness of doorways
lightning strikes all around
even their machines were clairvoyant
several thousand watts went up my leg
shorting out the only attention span I own
left me perforated but not lacy
wearing all my masks all the time 
fragments of self are selves
in a bulemic deconstruction
where form and content 
mud wrestle incessantly for attention
on the crazy train to 3 color hell
the protagonists the antagonists
fornicators masturbators liquidators
pariahs and unlicensed poets
preaching hellstone and brimfire
apparently the ancient gods still rule 
in their madhouse heaven
petulant and stupid gods 
thought their figures included all the angles
sword point conversions gun point perversions
now their carcasses are steppingstones
what quirk of an infinite being
makes this burning plague village 
of a planet so alone and necessary
of course none of this is protection
it's psywar out there kids 
better find where they hid your dossier
mesmerized of the world unite
you have nothing to lose
but your failed methods of addressing reality
said his twisting tongue
struggling for ratings like any media
the soul cannot erase it can only go sightless
a phantom trapped in melancholy
when we were built to dance 
with the twinkling stars
he finally learned to undestroy memory
being an ascended master of non sequitur
carried aloft in the arms of Mother Goose
his metabolic hurricane of why
an inferno of intrigue and superstition
our embryo-headed UFO ruling class 
have me inside their fence of skulls
an investment in diagram futures
the idiots



From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/

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Teddy Kimathi March 10, 2016 at 7:04 AM Thrilling, intriguing, addictive read!!! The plot of your verse is magnificent ;-) Congrats Walter, for having your piece featured in the Poetry Soup homepage!!! ;-) Walter Alter March 10, 2016 at 10:42 AM Much obliged, Teddy. All the positive responses are making my "inner pariah" a little woozy, lol!

Red Fiery March 9, 2016 at 8:18 AM This is a brilliant write , Walter ! Glad that i found this gem....kudos to you !!!!7/7 Walter Alter March 9, 2016 at 11:14 AM Thanks Red, pass the word around, the rant poet needs all the help he can get.

Brian Mcclain March 7, 2016 at 7:21 PM Wow, rock on, Walter. Good stuff..textured, gritty, dark, rich in imagery--what's not to like? Cheers, mate, from one unlicensed poet to another. Walter Alter March 7, 2016 at 11:22 PM Happy you had fun inside my head, LOL! It's a Laurel and Hardy pie fight in there...

Funom Makama February 29, 2016 at 9:49 AM As per a new poet here, I decided to go for your best poems and I must say that this one left me flabbergasted! You are a gem, a star and a potential mega duper souper! Keep on writing friend and you are highly welcome to PS... A definite 7 Walter Alter February 29, 2016 at 1:57 PM Wow, Funom, that really made my day. These poems have been germinating in various forms for 35-40 years. I'll be posting more from the book I finally published two years ago - "Engine of Didactic Beauty".

Richard Lamoureux February 18, 2016 at 7:22 PM I enjoyed this multilayered firmament. This is you first piece I am reading an I am adding you to my favorite poets. You have skills my friend. Walter Alter February 18, 2016 at 10:30 PM Many thanks, Richard. Their gestation period has been about two generations and I'm hoping they are nicely ripened, fermented even, but fear they may cause cramps.

Matt Caliri February 18, 2016 at 3:31 PM Love it. Supersaturated with ideas and imagery. "Better find where they hid your dossier" is one of my favorite lines, encapsulating the rushing paranoia of the world you put forth. Walter Alter February 18, 2016 at 5:05 PM Supersaturated - I like it. Yah, paranoia is a big deal in human affairs and can be a form of vision when wrestled to the ground.

Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck February 18, 2016 at 11:51 AM Walter I read you in a way suggesting what you say about my writing is at least equally true of your truths. Walter Alter February 18, 2016 at 5:02 PM Thanks, I try to put the same intensity in my writing that life is capable of delivering, both bad and good.

Sandra Adams February 18, 2016 at 10:54 AM Great poem, love the power behind your words, kept be intrigued till the very end! Walter Alter February 18, 2016 at 5:26 PM Thanks, Sandra, this stew has been simmering for 40+ years and now it's time to serve it up, lol!

Poet Destroyer A February 18, 2016 at 10:33 AM WOW, nothing to lose, but the failed attempt......... I like your style, I also think it's cool to use certain reference, line, Mother Goose. a feeling that once was... Amazing write, I've never met a free verse writer, with so much to give in one poem. HUGS.. LINDA Poet Destroyer A February 19, 2016 at 12:41 AM Ha, sometimes I rewrite my poems, over and over LOL, at last a masterpiece :) LINDA Walter Alter February 18, 2016 at 5:32 PM Most of these poems were fused together from several others over the years. Can't tell you how many rewrites they've been through. For me, reading them is almost like archaeology, lol.