I think this may have come from growing up in the most insane part of the world, in the most insane of times...NOW!! That's why i love surrealism, dada, and pataphysics, etc...REAL gateways into understanding all the levels of our own madness, and just learning to live with it!! ..and hopefully, love with it... Thanks for your kind words again, fulmah...ANY comments greatfully received. S
I really liked this. Human verses Nature is a perfect name. But who wins? We do. Because Nature, and those poor little ants in their homes gettting mowed over to make our lawns look better, and stepped on all the sidewalks, the birds and animals getting shot for our own human pleasure...for mantles.. to hang up high on our walls...we're ugly indeed. Nature isn't "ugly and greedy" like us. It's just going to let us detroy, kill, comsume, and keep taking from it. While it blossoms and grows and lives just to survive. We'll devour it right down to digging through it's very core. Nature won't exist anymore...it will endangered...so Nature preserves will be in glass domes, few across the world. Nature will lose. Because of the higher power. Humans, mindlessness and greed. But in the very very end...after nature's gone. Human's will die...or just be too stupid without it. Nature will have at least proved it's purpose. And then I wander, is this just our human nature? <3
i didnt realize there were more poems here. You're a great writer....look how much you made me say..keep being inspired.. keep glowing. <3
Hidden beneath casual wordplay, intention of plowed dirt and seeds sown, I feel the blade scrape the bone of the earth and shudder at the display. I licked the dust from her spine and tasted rust, like vomiting iron being consumed in this vacuum of energy transferred like a rotting carcass to its grave, so unceremonious. But some of us rejoice with a silent smile, tongue in cheek, thumb to lip, regarding the pile of shit concieved as the perfect atomic structure for a new universe, yea, for universal joy! eMBeMLaHV!
Hey, I Loved Grandma's Grammatical Prayer. Especially this piece: "Thou shalt not bend the words of 'friends'. Thou shalt not fight to end all ends." I had a fight with my friend this evening and I was bending her words to make myself feel better. This has made me think twice about what happened so thanks.
Sticky, that is the most delightful spewing of doggerel I have read in many a moon! Bravo! eMBeMLaHV!
on "Not Since The Days" It is the false scientific belief of the olden times that the sun was slain and every day had to be resurrected that is responsible for the current death trip neuroses. It's going to take some time to work the kinks out of the program caused by the many ill-founded, addle-brained superstitions that plague it. Just sit back, relax, and shut the fuck up while the engineer(s) do their job, right? Well, when we wake all up and realize we are the engineers.... ah, fuck it. Loved the poem, anyway. lol.