(“Enemy of the State Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil)
In The Morning
In the morning the house smells
Of the sandalwood scented candle
I burned all night
In honor of a slain patriot.
I wake heart still heavy
And it just gets heavier
When the news keeps coming in
Of how much his enemies despised him
And how they gleefully celebrate now.
It’s odd to think of sane people celebrating
The murder of a kind and just and righteous,
And may I say, pure soul.
It just goes to show where their hearts are
And where they are not.
Morning dawns on a new day
As hundreds of millions of Americans wake up
To what is now an openly declared war
Between good and evil, liberty and tyranny.
And somehow it feels like 1775
All over again.
(9/11/25)
Recovery turns to reduction.
Curing a disorder of consumption through crumbs,
Staring at the dish before me,
An enemy of the state of my mind.
I fear I’ll turn back to a pantry for protection,
While taking microbites in front of peers.
My fear turns to fullness,
And I empty my being,
My soul,
My vitality
And flush it away.
(“Enemy of the State Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil)
A Great Day For Freedom!
Kash is King
And the bells of freedom ring
- Ding dong the witch is dead -
And it’s not just a cyclical regime change
It’s the rare victory of a counter revolution
The collapse of a whole movement
A whole Party which never thought
This day would come.
Freedom! Freedom!
Let it reign, let it ring,
Let it rise and shine
And fly, fly away
Over the rainbow,
Beyond the unicorns (Uniparty)
To the fields of green
Not Green New (shady) Deals
But naturally home grown vibrant ones
Rising from this native soil
- America First Again! -
With the resurrection of spring
And by this spring
Amid the heavy heady vapors of change
The oracle has spoken;
Today Kash is King
And a great day for freedom!
(2/20/25)
I saw the smoke in the trees
But the cold made me freeze
Snow frosted leaves drifted
As if the sky was gifted
I'm not the enemy of the state
But I worry about my fate
On state fair grounds I'm spooked
To the point where I puked
All I have is this growing fear
That this will not be my year
But I'm dancing on my own grave
Needing a bit of a shave
Encased in ice I'm so very cold
But with a brazen phrase I'm still bold
And see I dropped so many hints
That none of this made any sense
I'm not an arsonist but I lit a fire in your heart
That threatened to pull everything apart
But I'm standing with your heart in a box
As mud collects on my socks
I think I slowly forgot the score
But like a masochist I'm back for more
So what do any of you know about me
The pain is what set me free
I saw the smoke in the trees
But the cold made me freeze
I'm not an enemy of the state
But I worried about my fate
I'm just a clueless fool with a Joker's smile
So I came to bask in the shadows for awhile
I'm just a victim of my own morality
Unboxing the sins of your mortality
Boss! Boss! It is balloon!
It is the enemy of the state!
Shoot it down! Ask questions later.
Leave no evidence for the makers.
China says it’s a weather device
A friend. It would never hurt a fly
Or tell a lie or spy or make you cry
If you kill it, it will die
Use nuclear missiles, tomahawks and mistletoe!
Balloons are sensitive to explosions
They love mysteries and can’t keep secrets
If you burst it, it will know.
For goodness sake don’t let it go!
Capture it! Torture it with turtles!
If it doesn't talk feed it to the media
The white object in the sky is dangerous
Take it to the opera
The orchestra will make it sing
It is balloon! It is balloon!
Don’t land on me or hurt my baby!
Or fall on a cow in Montana
Or in the ocean by South Carolina
Don’t wanna hurt no dolphins do ya?
The room was calm 'n dark inside,
Out in the woods was the fratricide,
But lying on the floor was the bride,
Covered by blood from side to side.
They were to get married in private,
But were attacked by a hired pirate,
Who sailed from Rome to Hakodate,
To "finish off" an enemy of the state.
A Major who had betrayed her nation,
By trading very important information,
To terrorist planning an assassination,
Which was to cause fear 'n aggression.
The bridegroom gazed at her in disbelief,
Wiped off his tears using a handkerchief,
Walked out of the dark room full of grief,
And headed to his home without his lief.
Secret Police shoot jelly beans from space
Bazookas come out ready in the cosmic snow
Rainbows are black and white at midnight
Cold weather freezes colors in their place
Killing bunnies is a crime in Yugoslavia
Permits are required when using dynamite
Rabbits are the enemy of the state of late
Their babies are so cute and cuddly soft
Marshmallow white with fury causes
Loud noises frighten them away
Vegetarians are envious of bunnies and their kind
Plants are much easier to catch and understand
Hunters prefer food that has two parents
Four legged creatures sometimes get away
Guns make them nervous when in their sights
Coming from behind from every angle
Ninja like and fast as lightning
Fury animals fear the police from outer space
The thought of becoming dinner makes them scream
Angry men would feed on honey bunny tonight
Candy sweet but not polite in their demeanor
Even if it means not being legal
Eating without a fork or license is obscene
Not praying before they feast is not a secret
It is typical of the people evil
Secret Police don't even wash their hands
Or speak in English since they are alien
In the lush beer gardens of New Berlin,
fräulein Democracy dalmatian died
giving birth to a litter of surrogate lies
Fourth Reich Vandals with mongrel desires,
now on a demolition blitzkrieg breathe
Wehrmacht vapors rising volcanic once again
Perfidious voices carried on a turbulent wind —
Fake news is the re-animated Goebbel slogan
being heard in the New Frankfurt ear taverns
Patented lies vilifying objective truth:
The Fourth Estate being labeled an enemy of the State ...
Stalinist propaganda spouting again clone foaming
Fear and conquest are the twisted twin belching ...
Capriciousness and bloodlust are Mind Kontrol policing
the corridors of discourse with concentrated stifling
Goebbel voices handcuffing the free press,
as the ministers of disinformation
feed citizens fermented swill that kills republic freewill
Jail those who dare choose to oppose ...
make them who dissent silently disappear
Kill every thought that don’t conform or give consent
Buried boots from a sordid past are marching once more,
drunkenly singing “Blood and Soil”
Prepare to be ere morality outgunned by the hateful noise
THE browning Version
ET> Unstrung heros Premonition
Enemy of the State
Good will hunting
Mystery, Alaska The family man
Galaxy Quest Hook ghost busters
CARNAL KNOWLEDGE
5 easy pieces Last American Hero
WITNESS
High fidelity
PULP FICTION
HEIST
Waterworld The Big Lebowski
GO TO WHITE CASTLE---DEAD PRESIDENTS
the scarlet letter
Nixon
3,000 miles to Graceland
Luke 11:9
Insect Part Ten
Music is the enemy of the state
Birds sing pretty boy to the wind
Religion comes out to pray on Sunday
Boredom is my favorite color
But not today
I wish that time would stop
And that earthquake began with the letter “R”
Also: Very Important.... Very urgent.... (never mind)
Despotic Dynasty
Dead leaves of thoughts scrape along the asphalt of subjugation,
but whatever we do we will not climb the mountain of surrender.
There was a moment of freedom, a spring before the righteous,
those who had promised liberty, took power, created new laws
and a new layer bureaucracy, a jungle of words where individuals
were trapped like flies in a spider’s web of conflicting rules; and
it was winter again. At the whim of a president or a mere rumour
you could be imprisoned forever as enemy of the state; no one
told you why? And no one told us that sympathy is paramount to
treason. Yet humanity prevails over official regulatory reasons.
But the dream is after walking through five mountain passes, see
the sun arise and as mist disperse, there a city of light floating in
the clouds, and there will be a joyous cry from the dispossessed.
Scene 1 act 1
no other scene thus far
the game of making one's life unfair
studied and carried out
like a metaphorical game of baseball
Batter up actor
the bases of society still remain unrealised
base to base a manupulation of logic
creating fear driven gullible fools
If it doesn't make sense it's not true
and in this scientific psychological religious nightmare
several actors, performing in a few secret locations
for a target audience who remains absolutely clueless
as something not real becomes and seems more real
psychologicaly manipulating society with the emotional blackmail
of several different temptations
a roller coaster ride
impossible to win
and when you realise how
the blame game begins
and leaves you the enemy of the state
Learning to see through the lie
learning to slide home
with simple rules we never forget
to keep it simple
and allow the nonsense to make sense
like a theme park of line ups
of never ending tourists
that never make it home
when you marble my spoons man
the porcupine becomes a pancake
the act of repeating your backwards logic
on stages for your target audiences
more gullible than you could ever expect
Eye Will Lay
Eye will lay my head apart they make it hard for my Jesus to place me together
again like a scarecrow man eye will lay in an unmarked grave a place they don’t
want anyone to go so no one will knoe where eye lay an enemy of the state
executed by the Nazis in charge of the city ruled by the money god ruled by the
hate in the heart eye will lay with love in my heart forgiving the men who must kill
me eye will lay with my love inside me forever in state forever is never too late
remember eye died for my Jesus and ewe and the love in me ruled all my fate to
die now is better than to miss my last chance to go inn to a heaven someday at
the last my love she is best just my heart laid at rest she will ever forget me not
when winter has come eye will lay
Eye Will Lay