Go Away

Naked on the floor
Shivering
Sweat drips from
My nostrils
Blood
Relentlessly flows

A jab in
The stomach
The eyes
The heart
My brain lies
Five feet away

Scratch out
A few
Words
In piercing agony
Grabbing at
Air
Clutching my
Chest, stomach
Vomit
Scream
Yell
Moan
Whisper
“Va t’en.”

Variations On My Imagination

The young ones sing
Of life and future
As we grow older
Of death and past?

Nightmares sink in my mind
It rose from the floor
Cataclysmic downfall

The hands are chains
The feet are hooks
The eyes are black
The brain is dry
The heart is gone

Unresponsive

Run
Run
Run
Run

There are lights along a pathway
No one ever sees

And as we break into the clearing
I’m alone once again

To be silent is to be heard
Yet this burning loneliness
Is left in silent pain

Leave me
Wish me away

She said, he said, she said too
Go away
I’m alone once again

Invite everyone but me
To this life long party

In my own mind
Everyone knows my name
It doesn’t feel the same
I wouldn’t be alone

Cable TV

She lays

Her gaze

Her smile

Sweeps me
Away

A captured moment
A framed picture
Her love
Entangles me

Let her hair
Be
My cloth

Softly
I place my lips
On hers

Flowers bloom
Skies cry
Grass grows

There we lay

Wildflyer

Seduce me
This poison in my lungs control me
A refugee in my own home

It’s a time where swine reign free
Scream with me
Jump from a helicopter
To fly

I will fly
I will fly
I will fly
I will fly
I will fly
I will fly
I will fly
To a place of tranquility

On the Innocence of Children

Children play on the doorsteps
Cloudless sky shining bright
Sweet music in their ears
And the big world starts to cry

Broken homes and bankrupt
Care break down on the side
Shadows, shadows, shadows
And the children play

Gunfire, gunpowder
Dust in the eyes
Strangers become you
And the children play

Tears rape the faces
Of the raped, themselves
Wretched blackbirds sing
And the children play

Forever the rain
Forever the thunder
Forever the tormenting past
And the children play

Borderline Love

Get out of my head
She said
Get out of my head

Yearning for a life
Search me
As I search you
Let me in
Let me in
Let be your
Friend

Lonely but not alone
Said the strange faced man
Lost in the sea of found
Humans
I find you to be my only companion

Get out of my head
Get out.

Hussies and Harlots

Swallowed by trends
Scared to the bone
In the face of danger, you run

He eats your filth
He swallows your disease

As the world around you crumbles
Government swine reign
To destroy your heroes

You hand out sex like cupcakes

Shake me! Shame me!
Smash my head through the wall

He eats your filth
He swallows your disease

Cry. Cry. Cry. Cry. Cry. Cry. Cry.

You’ll never hear me scream.

Dreams, Screams

I’ve been trapped in the mind of others
Because
No one hears the screams
And no one sees the dreams

Our fathers built it
For us to tear it down
And as my hands shake with fear
I scream once again

Let me never ---
Forever eternal
The light in my eyes

The men have spoken

And as my hear burns
I dream once again

No one hears the screams
No one sees the dreams

With Lies

This is no time for complaints
But she begs of you. (Another word of woe

Decipher the words to change the likes
And kindly show yourself out
This is not a time for friends

Beginning the end means &@” starting all over
Dance the song of words
Combine the likes
;;;;I need time ))
Spin faster now. Spin! Spin! Spin?
Clocking nothing now

Fire of the city
But lights are out at night
Crying to see her pity
Do we really live to fight$$?

Rest on her shoulder, she’ll let you Piece
Money gone, I like nigh
Inspiration turns to doe
With lies

Idiosyncrasy

To swallow
This sound
I swallow
Your heart

I feel the fire
As you
Slide down
My throat

Hypocrisy prevails
And you begin to eat each other alive

For Teitur

The land could be unsatisfied
With the rain
And the trees will cry

Nature has embraced
The sudden massacre of flowers
In the cold

Snow turns to rain
Bare branches turn green
In flower

The birds open eyes
And sing to the sight
Of the vast sky

I open my ears
I open my eyes
I open my mouth
To take off

I am again the flight of bird

And all my mistakes shall become masterpieces

One Less Pigeon

This pigeon flies above
As the blue sky could swallow
Him

As he becomes the horizon
The clouds sing:
To the freedom of his wings
To the light of his eyes
To the warmth of his heart

Soars and airstreams
Of land and sea below
He flies
He soars himself away
In circles he lives
I though he was diving towards the water








A vulture has no mercy

This Ceremony

I choke
On saliva
Next
Morning I wake
To the sound of
The sacrificed lamb

Shake the earth
Into the rock’s heart
To come this far
I rue this intoxication

I kill
The repeating chivalry
Of standing on
The edge of
Risk

To feel like a man
I have the
Feminine out of life
I have become hate itself

To Fly

Stars
Rain
Down

Light burning in the heart of men
Dimmed

They have deemed me
Hopeless
The scars unveil
Lies, lies

The space between us
Has engulfed the darkness and
The skies too high

To escape the cycle
Is to feel the skies

Association is poor
Excuses from the eyes
Of the man in the suit
He burned his cigarette
In my forehead

So I looked up
And stars fell














Or did I get closer?

World Crumbling

I’ve opened this door
A thousand times before
To feel the wind
Of this cold
World crumbling

The bomb falls
Into me
The pieces of me
Are on the wall

Deep in the heart of man lays a secret unknown to common mankind, yet each of our hearts projects this secret through our eyes and ears every day. As we follow this alleged secret, it interferes and begins to take control of our lives. It controls our hearts and enslaves our senses. It becomes us as we sacrifice ourselves. This secret is religion.

Religion is no more than a tool, a weapon of power. The very institutions that claim to teach us of love and kindness are the people who attempt to instill hate and fear in our minds. Who taught us to hate gays? Who taught us to laugh at misfortune? The church controls the center of our deepest focus of feeling. But how is it that the minds of so many have come to hate and have grown unable to think freely? They threaten us with “God’s punishments.”

But who is God? What is one legitimate reason to fall down on our knees and exert all our energy on an invisible magic that splits seas, light a fire without burning, turns water into wine?

There is ancient religion deeply instilled into modern Chinese culture called Taoism. Taoism states that there is an ultimate force that around the world is referred to as many deities from the Ancient Greeks’ Zeus to the modern interpretation of God and Jesus. It says that these are all synonyms for one simple thing: a force that controls all. This is accurate but not entirely true. Religion itself is only a point in space, a point in time. I would tell you religion is nothing, but “nothing” is not a word perfect enough to describe this. Religion is quite limitless, in reality. So from here on in, this is my religion.

This religion consists of the simplest form of reality. In a sense, it has zero dimensions.

I hereby state that this religion in itself is limitless. There is no time constraints, no beliefs. But I refrain from describing it as complete freedom because in its freedom is utter slavery. It is the ultimate neutral ground. It is neither positive nor negative. It is a point in space, neither in our dimension nor in any other dimension. Because it is nowhere, though, it is everywhere.

“For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.” This is the most fundamental aspect of this religion. In this world direct neutrality is impossible, so intead to create what simple neutrality is necessary for perfection we can manipulate opposites that cancel each other out. So refer to this: (1)+(-1)

Take note to the fact that this religion is not perfect. It is the indescribable in neutrality. There is no word in the English language, or any other language for that matter, that can describe this accurately. It is the definition of nothing, it is the definition of everything, but “nothing” is not perfect enough to describe it. So for now it remains nameless.

It is zero.
Life and death are not opposites.












maxwell paul fineman

Dear Stranger

Dear stranger,
I love you
Let me in your past
Let me guide you
So you can guide me
Together we can…
NO. NO. NO.
Together we can’t

I’ll never find the solitude
He told me himself

(I won’t go back)

live and hate
feel the wonder
the energy is drained

the current of gasoline
is in my dreams
is in my heart
is in me

we are the controlled ones
I’ll never be on my own

Leave

Here’s to the ones
Who still have futures
Here’s to the ones
Who still have pasts

This rigid lie
Of life and crime
Has done enough
To say goodbye

Shipwrecked hope
Abandoned ones

(This is for the hopeful)

If you find me in the cellar
Leave me
If you find me in the closet
Leave the door open
And if the water fills my lungs
Leave

Capitalize

The clouds reflect off the face of corporate America
These hard concrete walls can’t confine
“War drums don’t move my feet”

The economic downturn
Is what will save us
From this abandoned, sinking ship

Fuck constitutionality
Fuck congressional powers
The supreme court is not supreme to me

Governmental salutation is an oxy-moron
Modern life is an oxy-moron
I am the oxy-moron, I am supreme

The establishment separates natural life

I am the establishment
I am corporate America
I am the government
I am the constitution
I am dead.

Access Denied

The words on my arm
All hope and sorrow gone
As he lifts from the ground
To set fire

Paper burned
Water dry
Earth
Suffocates me

Forced
Into insanity
From behind
The match

Skies above
Shut black
For me

Swoosh

Puff. Puff.
The rainstorm’s a-coming
A cloud covered sky

The air is
Thick
The sky is
Gray
The wind

I’m blown
To the misty mountain top of the mountain peak
Where the snow can
Fall
Like
Tiny specs of
Beauty
Avalanche

Green, the
Spring smelling of
Air
Out of the lake
The trees, there is
A bird

Flies through the spring
Flies to the mountain
Flies above the clouds

Where it is
Shhhhhhhh.

And This Is Chains

The pressure closes in
He sleeps in chains on the gloom of day
The rising son brings fear
In the whites of his eyes

The walls are made of air
The entire world lat at his mercy
And this is chains

He can run free in the fields
And play with the horses
He can breathe the fresh air
And this is chains

The sun illuminates
Fresh enlightenment inside
Breathing life and in
And this is chains

She loves him
She evaporates the world around him
The clouds bow down to her
And this is chains

Nine months pass
The child is born
A beautiful child
And this is chains

Manhate.

Goodbye to a world
That has shown no mercy
I leave you with not a thread of hope

Your so very kind ways
Make me want to take off my clothes
And eat them

The love instill
In the mind of my youth
Is the very hate you fear

They have stolen away my childhood
They have stolen away my past
I’m getting out
Before they steal my future

Mankind is a figment of my own imagination
I call your people:
Manhate.

Violence is but a symbol
Of your deceits of love and lust
My uncertainty assures me of you

The brick wall you built
As humanity
Is in ruins beneath my feet
I have destroyed it.
I will destroy you.

I have become my own hate
Loving the hopelessness
Of you

So I hope you hear me scream:

I hate you.

Manhate.

Gross

Confiscate the minds
Of the youth around me

You’re a fat selfish pig

The sight of you
Makes my stomach fold

You couldn’t leave the floor if you tried

I hope the love inside you
Kills you all the same

This ink is for you
This is my dedication
This is for the ones I love:
Nobody

So sit on the couch, watch your T.V.
And when your superhero comes to save you
And when you finally can stand up
Call me

What?

The clouds remind me
Of the hopeful past
Let me forget
What’s going to last

The whispers in my ears
Tell me of my pain
As I remember
What I had to gain

Yet the shivering darkness
Of years long ago
Ripped apart
By this very soul

The bush is burned
And he spoke to me
Of the light that’s yet to come
Of the light I can’t see
Shining lights
And shining sea
I close my eyes
She puts her hand on me

“Let go.
Let go.
Let go.”


The light has burned out
I should replace the bulb

The Sky Is Dead

The sky is dead
Puffs of smoke and water
Falling from the sky
What are that drops of thunder?
And bolts of carried rain

The sky is dead
Gasoline and fear
Flowing through the minds
Of people dead next year
And dirty watered lead

The sky is dead
The birds lost their wins
The airplanes lost their engines
The clouds have lost all rain
The people have said
Sky
Earth
Water
Fire
The sky is dead

Shh

Come catch the rabbit
He’s running

The wall rises up
He’s running

Look through the hedge’s dark
He’s running

The smiling jackhammer
He stops

Come catch the stream
It’s running

The dam rises up
It’s running

Should have died forthwith
It’s running

Blip. Blip. Blip.
It stops.

Come catch the birdie
She flies

Through to the field
She flies

Through the hair of the maiden
She flies

And then HE comes
She falls.

Love, I.

Despair
At the word
Love
That I can’t have
In the face of a wall
I scream for her

I need this one
This
This
This
Her

Give me
More
Through the empty wilderness
I want
Her
Her
Her
Her
I
Love.

Grounded

The pressure closes
In
Then the shades close he opens
His eyes

Eyes wide open but heart shut tight
He searches for a place to
Be

The bees sting
And the lions roar
The rabbits run
And the clouds soar

A freedom of
Choice
A freedom of
Life
A breaking in
Spirit
A change of
Heart

I’m searching for
The corner
Where I can be
Alone






Give me time
I can soar too

White Woman Falling

White woman falling; sky of black
Lechers could count on me
Fool the ones who
Fooled you

Whine and beg and beer and
Fixing the
Life is a circle like
Wanting a teddy

Rosy velt to
Help fix the tool shed

Possession

I don’t want to fall
But I don’t want you to catch me
I don’t want to be here
But I don’t to leave

I don’t want to fail
But I can’t stand success
I don’t want to see
But I can never be blind

In the darkness the choice is indifferent
In the light the choice is too much

I don’t ever want to grow up
But I can’t stay here forever
I don’t ever want to feel
But I’m sick of the numbness

I don’t want to live
But I shall never die

So I guess I’ll just scream:

“The beauty of having is nothing.”

Moon

Of the bird that flies from the tree
I have nothing to say

The consequences of
Public information
Leave the legs intact
On earth

To run away, to fly away
In a world with no feet
An advantage shall pass

And as we go into darkness
I see white
I see light
I see white

The black and white society
With no consequences
Is the future’s liability

The indescribable white of night
The evidence of darkness in the sun

Of the bird flying back to the tree
I say nothing

Signs

Open my eyes to
My body
Drenched in sweat

The bed is gone
The room is gone
The house is gone

Nothing but light
The salt on my fingertips
Can churn the waters

Last night was a lackluster dream
Filled with sedation and horror
Death in syncopation



The tears raped my eyes
The saliva gripped my tongue
The death absorbed my life

By Sarah Adams:

He is going to die.
He knows he is young
and he is still fairly unsurprised
to find that his life is not flashing before his eyes,
as he had been led to expect
merely the last eighteen days:
His mother
kissing him on both cheeks at the airport,
crying as he smiled
and told her that he loved her,
he’d try to visit soon
and write letters, and that he’d be fine,
and once more,
“I love you”
The luggage on the bus to
The room where he would stay
The flight when he was
too excited
to sleep, though he was exhausted
Arrival
Leaving the airport and all remnants of
everything he knew
along with it
Walking
Hunger
The sights the sounds the smells the feelings and the thoughts
The boy
The car
The death
The broken family
The broken heart
The jail
The terror
The pain
The trial
The Urdu which he could not know
And the truth:
That which he could not make them know
That he was not a murderer
That he had tried to save the boy
And now his death
He is so young
He does not want to die.
He begins to shake as
The policeman begins to strap him into
The chair.
He continues to shake
more violently this time,
as his executioner flips
The Big Red Switch.
He stops shaking.

To Dusk

He wanders down the road.
Step. Crunch. Step. Crunch.
Leafy dirt underneath consumes him.

The trees are fallen
The light is dim
The birds aren’t calling
For him

He wanders down the road
Far from hasty souls
Benevolence needs him.

Can he hide away?
Under the forbidden tree?
Intertwining her, into the leaves.

He hasn’t seen the sky,
Since he got on the road,
That sunny, august afternoon.
When she told him. And she left. And he left.

He decided to stop walking.
He decided to build a new road.
To dusk.

Ardent Response

The darkness we share
Gives me the light
And I continue to see no progress in myself

I’ve turned my check
I’ve looked the other way

More disgusted with the light
That darkens my days
All I want is white.

White.
Light.

Don’t help me
If I can’t help myself
Forget the problems of the future

I beg you,
Don’t forget the problems of the past

The flattened world flutters away
In your eyes
So live.
Live.
Live in me.

I am the knife.
I am the knife.
I am the knife.
I am the knife.
I am the knife.
I am the knife.
I am the knife.




I still love you.

This Girl I Know

This girl I know
She ain’t from ‘round here
She says back home it’s diffrint
Ervythings diffrint

‘nd she tells me she’s sick
and I bee needin’ to save her
I sure wish I cood

This girl I know
Is callin’ for me
She bee lettin’ me borrow her life
And I holde it in my arms ervy day
And sing to her

And when she bee standin’ in frunt me
I bee needin’ to calm
‘cause I start shakin’ like reel hell

Forgotten Birthday

Why does the sun shine when its frigid zero?
Why can I see through the water?
Why do I look to the sky above?
To feel nothing.

The gardens out of vegetables
Birthdays gone
When she doesn’t know anymore
A spineless day when no one
Is beautiful

Oils running out inside
A system of lies
A system. A system. A system. A system.

Citizens of the world are
Starving
Begging
Starving
Begging
Starving
Begging
Starving

Hit me!

Lights

A wrought beauty

In a virgin mind

Fearless strut

Of mine





Her heart is
Eloquent in
Beautiful wonder

Her
My pasture
Her
My sky





That light
A girl
A wonder


Shine on me
Shine on me
Shine on me



That light
A girl
A wonder

Something More

Why can’t I be
The bird in the trees
The lion roaming free
A great whale in the sea?

In a world of
Lions
I am a
Lamb

Can’t I try and
Run free in this
Pasture?

Where the rabbits jump
And the geese sing
And the deer run and
Forget every
Thing

Dry Bones

My bones are Dry

My tongue is Dry

My feet are Dry

My heart will never be DRY



I fear my own Blood
It poisons me
Forever I eat myself

On the inside I’m Dry
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
But a heart…

Somewhere deep down
Deep. Deep. Deep.
It’s there

The underground lake
Under the surface

Mood swings hard
Ground into tears
The mind of a deranged maniac

I might be a deranged maniac
I might be insane
I might be a maniac

I HAVE A HEART

when god lets her go

when god lets her go

the birds will fly
from the sufferers eye

the darkened world will sing upon
the essence of freedom

she will fly to the red Land
to the red Land

where it is dry and green
and warm and yellow

and the rocks dance to sounds of
her foot steps and she
smiles

the trees will lie
down
let her pass. She can
go. go. go.

to the beach where the land
mingles with water like blue and yellow

mixes to form
green

the sun can make
a smile and she’ll jump
and be the sun