Long Anarchist Poems

Thanksgiving, 1971,
a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305
as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman,  anarchist airborne, 
black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie
and a black briefcase broaching black motives,
Portland to Seattle, prison or criminal pantheon, 
before...

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   Hypocrites sucking off the silicone tit 
of the antichrist spirit.
Man infestation from the pit of 
deliriot.
In hallowed halls of discord, whispers echo,
the chorus of the damned proletariat,
a venom, seeping...

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Nightmare 8. To Lose the Gift of Feeling Heard

Is each person not poet when he spills his heart?
Has your verse lost its edge if it’s true no one listens,
Or does God mean that no one...

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Our lives and our time
Fired useless
Into the air
Toy cap gun shots
Those winter palaces unstormed
No tax offices ransacked
Where is utopia I asked
And no-one knew
They looked at me with pity
As if I still talked
To an imaginary friend
At...

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The first anniversary since being pelted...

with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred 
and sixty five days ago. 

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus...

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(Thinks) I Float like a Butterfly and sting like a tazer.
Mouth of the South, but my lips don't say (intelligent) 
words
Like Muhammad Alley Bin drive by shooting
Bin Laden with
delusions of g,
Being a lefty, I blame...

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Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus dreamt up bright idea
to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells.

Rather than just hurl one at a time,
(she who unwittingly helped...

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Behind truth you can decide
Where the clay is set in 
As clouds are in circles above the world
Setting eyes upon prices missing
Manipulated society onward to destruction
No one listens but the rules and programs for our...

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Two soldiers. One fancies himself a punk rocking soldier of fortune and the other, nicknamed hillbilly, because he lost his shoes, they plan a trip anarchist cookbookrecipe fear and loathingbeyond culture shock  We journey...

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The fall is being chased by the restless earth
Longing for self-destruct
Melting peat in soil melting contest
Bind the selected space guard
Carbon in the seepage of the earth

Mother Earth sincerely caressed him to death
His life for the...

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Were it not a thing impermissible, 
I'd take handfuls of all these silly bits of 
Simulacra, and detritus, dross and debris:
The minutiae and impedimenta that are all these 
Constricting, confining rules and bylaws, codes and...

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the worker bees buzz &
the management, the authority figures,
crunch down the boots 
on the backs of us all
tossing crumbs & wanting
better production, faster pace,
silence (no talking, only work) &
for us all to be company whores
dedicated...

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A cousin named Chaos have I (he’s not actually my cousin. He’s like my aunt’s stepson, but I guess I can still call him a cousin, right?)

There’s nothing that he will not try (like the...

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Man those problems seem so petty compared to what I've been dealing with lately,
I wake up from an apocalyptic nightmare to find out I can reverse time,
No biggie, I can just reach out my hand...

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“colore nero”



When the colour
was sucked out 
of our breath

our worlds 
waited for 
3

ecstatic 
prophecy 
Taigi

we 
turned 
our backs

waiting 
like zombies
in long lines

we returned home
closed ourselves in 
waited in our cribs

for our 
curtains to call
black ball...

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Evading feral branches and pools of stagnant stuff.   
I'm taking the short way home ,  
Greasy grass and soaking anarchist weeds saturate my feet,  
I'm frozen to the bone  all...

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You can hear them, choices for you're listening,
you can see their visions if you just open your eyes and see;
     there's a difference - perceptibility,
the important versus the insignificant,
  ...

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*** Black Snow Storm ***

I’m blacker and madder and more than Hell I be bringin’ ya,
I’m a ****ed up assailant,
Mental-case mercenary hell bent,  
Simultaneous and concurrent, I’m yo danger and yo savior.
 
But I’m...

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Have you ever felt the broken guitar string, and the way it slices veins? The words 
that 
slither from your lips cut and make me bleed just the same.  As it slips into your...

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Burning and burning in the widening grave. 
My hero ends cannot hear the hero;
Foes fall and get pulled apart, this card is centered in my fold. 

Named anarchist, as released upon the world. 
This was...

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That I am, what I say I am...
A GODDESS:

For I am the EYE:
That watches over all...

I am the HAND:
That heals those who suffers... 

I am the GIVER:
Who offers my love
to warm all hearts...

I am the...

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You think you enjoy the radical,
flaming in the gas jets of astral fumes, 
spinning in the ocular midnight of a rabid dogs dream,
yet, I think you know, NOTHING is as it seems.

An all too thorough...

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Comrade
Tie rollerskates to pólice
Horses hoofs
Piss on the grim parade
From the roof
Of the dept store
Slip a fortune cookie note
That reads
´give me liberty or death
Or chicken chow mein ´
In the pocket of a
Passing pope
Arm the homeless
With pitchforks
&...

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So great and succulent they are; the 
grasses here in the shores of Nigeria,
pure with an umbrella of sovereignity;
I have seen the green grasses of Nigeria.


I have seen the elephant grasses at home;
a peck of...

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The day had dawned with promises of times good
When the little child was begging for food
Hadn’t seen a morsel in days, still didn’t have it in sight
Would the Gods in heaven pity my plight?

The day...

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