Long Holocaustic Poems

Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those tits and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which...

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OF THE NEW FLESH

A returned to open channels 
Open to the unknown the beyond 
Burning humming like angry hornets
Bottled in electric light and shadows 
The whispers come through the void
Humming in the open channel 
Of...

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I can bring you a holy war. 
Of souls and sour things…
I feel your slings and arrows of poison sight!
I dealt with your Hypocrisy your lies, your bitter night.

I simmer in your black bile of...

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What hallucinations I spy 
things skeletal defy… 

Intellectual apes as pale figures conspire expires 
in the deep dark pools of infinity. 
Do you, kin? 
Lost along the way from the Holly Cost?

I spy you there...

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Of pale melancholy
And the infinite fall 
Of broken machinery 
Cast upon vast shores 
Decimation reservation

The prodigal son returns 
Jagged reigns of jaded egos 
Amber suns stretching upon seas of sanctuary 
Blue oysters cast a cult...

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the boulevard is desolate
as is the light that cracks bleeds 
runs here there everywhere! 

trash drafts like ghosts 
in the flicker of dying neon 
something races hed long into oblivion 

damnation at its heels

in death...

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This forgotten god
 Dwelling in rooms of infinity
 In Corners lie the memories of creation
 Brilliant and full of divintity
 C h i l d r e n   a t   p...

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the choking beat of conformity
coagulates internment in the minds
of fascist marches measuring time
shoving tubes filled with dictates
down the gullet of my spirit
wishing to be at least severed
from the instance of alignment
inherent in the laughing dream
which...

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To your place, pass negative noon. 
As the moon drifts over the loss...
images of a different life swimming.
In the depths of the ones fevered past.
Catching fire lights by jars of jade.
Razors slice the heart comprehend...

The...

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My soul has seen the depths of hell
For I have sailed the seven seas of blood
Immortality tortured beyond consciousness
The tears of man begin to flood...

Cataclysmic imagery within the serpent’s eyes
Colossal death a warning to the...

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When Demons Awake



My soul has seen the depths of hell
For I have sailed the seven seas of blood
Immortality tortured beyond consciousness
The tears of man begin to flood...

Cataclysmic imagery within the serpent’s eyes
Colossal death a warning...

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Highways stretch into the aftermath.
Lunar ascends...
Grins sinisterly
A cry rises with the currents
Carried on shadowed wings 
into vacant, violent, violet skies.
Night runs from golden rays
Like streaks from shooting stars
Falling. Air raid!
Thermals detonate resonates obliterates 
Splash stone,...

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Cause the world keeps turning, burning 
flipping upside down, my feet can walk fast forward
And I built a bridge too far!

I'm an angelic being without a reason or host
On wheels or wings, my engine thrums

I'm...

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Her layered grin dark crimson sodden
A holocaustic blazing from dead eyes
Enduring eternities of trodden waiting
Emerging ravenous from cocooned disguise
Cleaving searing with bloody daggered fingers
Devouring the radiance of the psyche infantile
Remorseless fearless hunter of dark obscurity
Licking...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss, 
the pleasure of flesh burns bare…
Let me help you. There…
So...

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Man has built the beast 
Rought from blood and bone 
sweat and tears of creation 
man has built the engines that
feast on the body blood marrow
stars die as empires rises from the east 
cold bathing...

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The fault line streamed from the Nazi state,
The Jewish Shoah, Holocaustic fate.
Mongolia, Croatia, and Belarus,
Humanity had no excuse.

Rwanda, Burundi, and South Sudan, 
The full scope of terror's sad sway,
In Cambodia they pointed their fingers
To where...

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Psalm sixty-nine pondering what should have been, for their welfare....
Fell unto a curse ? The seventh sign, if there were such and these my eyes
Colouratura, such sight they shall find ? Connecting dots while crossing...

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