Best Backalley Poems
From conception death is chased
through hollow and hill
sunlight and shadow
backalley and byway
synagogue and saloon.
Through fresh bells of wallstreet
worn bodies on mainstreet,
death is chased relentlessly.
Its muddy hoofprints climbing
the crackpipes of
calvary eyes
clop-clop-clop.
Bending nightmare to angel
then back again-
Death slows brilliantly
(overtaken of course)
smiling-teeth plaqued with burning rubies
(sins of the flesh).
Just as its always been
life breaths into death,
Mad -mad circle of conception and chase
death woven to life
blackness and whiteness
whirling into blackholes
enlightened or not
roll down the window
silk on the rot
scrambling for (exacting) change
pay pay pay
the toll man your destiny
O The Pestilence ripens in the fields
as pest harvests the shops and till
Harvesting of diminished yields
To !REAL CONSPIRACY!
Sovereignty-PIRACY, tips the scales of justice,
feilty, unity, irony
A question mark with its answer
Written on the wall with pen of blood
and filth of ashened wills
and cheaply boughten thrills
Civil Wars and silencing to seal the deal
O Self Righteous Mew Martyred Lost
unto
Dragons breath, and the
Crows counting the cost
Line by line
into perdition we go
Design upon design our Statement
of Mission creep O Ord
Bony fingers, Blood Drawing Board
Like Moths to a drain
Of
Energy
Of misconceived pipings; O synergy;
creams never veined
Of suave salves,
dealings of those that have only vain,
not the have nots but
Hearth-wicked flames
Unwritten names
half hooved of Thoth-Baphomet and the
Long-Toothed of his stage
The storm born, they,
Catching mud in your eye
Rebirthed, stalled, aborted by skanky sway,
mucked dry
Are we rebirthed anew, awry
Eating our own tale of condensation
A trail of compensation trys
O The Pestilence ripens in the fields
as pest harvests the till
of diminished yields
To !REAL CONSPIRACY!
tipping the scales of justice,
feilty
The Treacherous Dealer deals Treacherously
Swat at your reality again,
Shew it away, once upon a dream
Fly off the handle,
do not debate rationality
Buzz in the garbage of backalley deeds,
lift up your back wings
Carrion to 1984 vid-19
Green screen
transitioning-to the scheme
Tampered, temper in lock step fashion
"we won't remember"
Country by Country,
seamless as its been, lock, stock and barrel
full of fun, funk, funking, really?!
SINS
O Unanimous consent!
Magnanimous, calamitous,
NO surrender NO repent!