the book of dying 1:10…

so death decided to send angels
death’s fallen angels the soulless men
whose words enamored but were empty
blinding the eyes to living corpses

 

manananggal…

a different country
so no one expected a man
true separator
separating the whole world
preying on freedom’s life blood
since it’s not alive
bullets of silver dollars
pass right through its soul
the evil spirit cried out
no chance that the buck stops here

 

a mannequin – an articulated doll used by…

standing outside
a re-election
campaign center
the brown bag prophet
said
to me
do you think
anyone else
has
noticed
that
mussolini’s smudge smile
is
pasted
on
trump’s face
and
that the
ever
menacing glares
of
hitler
are
part and parcel
of
that same
corporate bought
over tanned face
not
that there’s
anything wrong
with
having color
lord knows
i do
but
is there any part
of
that man
not
fabricated
by
someone else
you know
like
the mannequins
dressed
by
others
to
sell you
something
just
to
make money

 

clinical research findings….

from
time to time
i’ve
noted
that
the brown bag prophet
indulges himself
by
reading
incongruous
research
on
an array
of
topics
this week
he was readings
a hans selye
monograph
about
living with stress
without
distress
when i inquired
as
to why
the prophet
said
i’ve been trying
to
figure out
why
people
like
the president
who’ve
committed
obvious
moral
and
social crimes
don’t
respond
to
society stress
when
caught
in
their own rat traps
selye’s research
on
rats
notes
it’s very difficult
to
stress
rats

 

history repeats….

spirits make
another
silent march
pass
the living
whispering
warnings
as they stare
into
empty eyes
eyes
that cannot see
the dangers
of
hate
and
greed
or
how denial
of
inhumanity
turns the earth
into
graves
graves for
children
graves for
the poor
graves for
the weak
graves for
those
different
and soon
graves
for
the blind
who will then
join
the march
with closed eyes
that
see

 

president believes…

believes doesn’t know
lots a things to believe in
tooth fairies and such
justice for all and of course
my treasured equality

 

and we will all fall down together…

when earth finally dies
there will be no survivors
no burial rites
no lies for the coverups
nor reasons for more lying