• Policies the C.I.A. put an end to Arbenz
    then the continuing of political and covert immigration of might
    makes right Reagan Rios and the ruling classes
    history of the war on the poor
    massacre of the Mayans up against the wall of summary executions
    genocidaires genocide and the movement to el otro lado

    Colossus and the crossing North
    statutes of Executive orders for the work of “National Interests”
    for U.S. there are no borders
    but for her
    she crosses over our policies into an Executive’s Suite
    embedded in Trump’s Bedminster Flagship Golf Course she made his bed
    washed his clothes
    now with lines of her own she’s the minister of immigration justice

  • Imagination
    Painted Ladies make that
    made passing through the cocoon living through anewed
    takes flight nectar of life is knowing our life
    a light

    Moth in the night butterflies day flowers delight
    if we bloom we bring beauty through
    even the tiniest crack in materialist facts
    a quantum fluttering fuel to continue influencing

  • Traveling south full of warmth this son
    looking up to rise
    coming down the I California five
    hands on the wheel willing to work
    waiting on tables cleaning and clearly
    is seen by someone from Simi
    who saw him and said the future’s ahead

    became friends searching acting dreaming
    winding if rising like a spiral in flight
    this might of your thoughts flies by why with such light
    delights on a limb
    branching on in the fellow hymns

  • He took up the guitar to be around his violin
    the strings of things that tie
    he improved and he could sing and they began to play
    a couple and then a bass
    a trio then a band and a violin that couldn’t sing
    so another bow figured in then a mandolin
    drums a banjo and so it goes
    then some bars then some clubs

    and what began as a couple became a group
    and the first violin took a seat
    at rehearsals loosening the tie was the wait
    the listening turned to thinking what had begun
    to bring the fingers closer to the rings on their hands
    in bands of peace and love

  • The old saw plays today in an unusual way
    how Coolidge is it “The business of America is business”
    Trump tells this Saudi tale first oiled by FDR
    that our relationship floats over amendments
    to now serve our armaments
    industries not of Rights but Bills with interest
    for global destabilization and control

    from under a Kingdom we came kingdoms come with killing
    from the Tower of London to current powers
    kingdoms some come to change their names not ways

  • Heard the Rattlesnakes last evening full of life
    coiled fates entangled states
    heard the rattlesnakes that lasting sound you don’t forget
    if you don’t listen it’s that sound that bites

    Driving home that night the rocky peaks
    the sun about to set
    in the road up ahead I said
    the brakes were dead the steering wheeled
    the spin I took
    I looked around

  • Backpack on the hill…sides all around him
    views the steep climbs down and up
    through this life the hike continues
    the vision here improves our insights
    the walking stick figures that heard
    his hymn

    Sing in the wind tumbleweeds and we
    relatives of the same scene
    knowingly carry on the further see
    gathering above this home

  • Food, flora, fauna
    earth, wind, showers, flowers
    international worldwide industrial powers
    eating and aging in the industrial era
    an eon’s worth of growth, ground down for dollars
    spent in a span called the Industrial Age

    Learning by osmosis, it’s the industrial way
    strung-out cells of knowledge, addicted to dollars from Dow
    while the Tao of blue sky turns gray
    during a centenarian’s life, century of clear cuts
    chop it down, ground it round
    it’s the industrial appetite of my age
    blinded by what we’re shown
    we swallowed, burped, and breathed it
    inhaling the promise of progress
    through the industrial haze

  • Industrial identities of meat and milk…
    their distortions of living and motherhood
    to insure their labeling is what we
    their deceit as the work of pro…fits
    factory farming and assembly line production
    proofs of

    prophets in vivo
    Industrial Revolutionary’s Luddites were not Dark Knights
    but the first enlightened men and women to meet
    industrialization in the streets
    it took Wellington to defeat
    processed from cottage home time line to factory time clocked
    working man…aged child assembled in line lineage
    working machines he’s and she’s tick tock
    till the dark night quakes
    in vitro

  • Rest in peace
    it used to be said, when you were dead
    rest in peace has been demeaned
    rest in pieces, what does that mean for your peace

    Some parts living out lives,
    on movies made for TV
    your parts parceled out
    while you were still in one piece

  • Roger
    that revelation on retaliation
    that weather born on earlier relationship storms
    where the umm…brella was to reign down upon
    the scene perceived a torrent a flash flood a damning burst
    fulfilling a thirst so well nursed that his thumb finds its finger
    grips his pen and taps out its curse
    for worst then his head hurts and the heart misses a beat

    that then a revolutionary movement beheld him
    from criss-crossing the rubicon of a checked past that betrayed
    the rising tide inside
    a weaning a passing into meaning to be

  • Last night in the dark night sky
    there was a beautiful flowing streaming UFO
    oh know
    it was an unfortunate flying objection
    advertising a connectivity destroying creativity in the name of the poor
    the rich Elon Musk with an act scent of Mars
    aggressively stringing satellites pulling sleighs of in…flowmation
    a kneeling down
    to the Crown controllers of today they have made
    the contrails of day all the way to the heavens
    crisscrossing our stars we are now laced to the magnates

  • It’s the deep
    where you learn to swim
    it’s a far greater ocean then the when
    you first saw the sea

    that drive to see, … baby to boy to …
    great grand father on a further shore
    shallow feet will never meet
    in the deep end it’s not dark

  • The storming of the Bastille then a women’s March for Bread
    threads of the past if only we had woven the word women
    into our Declaration so our flag would’ve flown fully raised not half mast
    Mary Wollstonecraft’s “A Vindication of the Rights of Women”
    Abigail Adams’ letters to John
    left unattached at the dawning of U. S., France and Enlightenment

    foiled by our Founding men it roiled and roiled into a gale
    Stormy women’s nights boil over and over brought into current light
    the lives of Tempest Storm and Stormy Daniels
    brave women to powerful men that shout out should have been heard
    with the shot heard ‘round the world


    Managing roots into a band

    likes it flat as in horizontal like a flow
    marketing spreadsheets into music sheets with a cover
    got them into Huck Finn Avocado
    the mix in the guacamole is the harmony and discipline
    of fun…damentally
    becoming creators in partnership
    with what
    thou art
    richness in living together inspiring a trippy

  • It's the man…
    datory vaccine that changes the equation
    for the teen and the family scene
    California law okays for these in-betweens rights
    to birth control abortion HIV maybe measles tetanus polio
    ok these are enlightened policies
    but it’s the mandatory story of these scenes that change
    the meaning of free

    the teen she he should have the right to inject
    parental neglect to object to a herd mentality
    that if you’re the needle in a haystack
    that needle needs to find you shot
    until the unheard is herd

  • I heard a great grand mother
    say the other day
    “Dying isn’t easy” … neither is a mother’s
    birthing day
    and then the life and then
    what is the darkest night the coming
    what is the sun but a star
    the earth a maze
    at every turn a thought
    I might not see the why

  • The night before he was shot he asked for a spot
    of his art on her wall
    he was an artist then and so was she
    siblings sharing a room in a home of nine
    children with a single mom no pop living in poverty

    He had a tree fort in the woods
    a neighbor teen with a gun with or without aim
    shot with view to the tree he was in shed wound to the head
    he bled and in two days was dead

  • The river flows as the soul goes
    there the bends there never ends
    don’t be damned up about boulders on your shoulders
    find your way around let your feats rise
    till your thoughts overflow
    and the stream fulfills the dream
    the wish is your will
    the damn it man made it
    cascade the shade in sprinkled light

    Wither the weather
    storm cells perseverate cell towers metastasize
    five gee’s and we cell phones held heading unheard
    for sale is afloat and you are the antidote
    salesmanship is incorporated and corporal arms sales have reached your arm
    the pin prick of witch hunts is now a global vaccine scene

  • Not far from a cabin
    there is a bridge
    painted white now full of graffiti life
    there is where a man shot himself
    accident or epiphany
    self inflicted wound proof or providence
    or just another shooting evidence
    robbery of innocence life strife breaks up
    dreams of he’s and she’s crossing streams
    shot in the back of the knee Marine PTSD
    epiphany accident providence

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