ego my LEGO

one can only listen to the manifestos of the starfucking legion sociopaths of this damp asylum our fair city for so long before the din of their self-obsession is echoed in anxious infant refrain burning runes into charred foreheads in one's own paranoid visions of grandiose magic or manic determination to spite imagined machinations of some god or nature or ancient beastly visage keeping us each from fucking the beautiful or eating the weak taking what is ours killing when it serves loving when it serves our master('s) plan every empty prophet here has created their idol and chosen a personal lord from whom the anonymous impersonal submission to convention can be translated into the highly intimate language of direct slavery

the fourth

let's all 
sacrifice our egos on
the altar of
a history we didn't
choose today
biological tactics
and pink bloody scalps,
perpetual machines
built on heredity,
wealth and inclusion
at the limited time
fee of only 
your family identity
your tastes in love
your pigmentation
or your dignity
we can murder it all
for the experiment
most noble

inDependence

without urgency to thrive
i'm absurdly alive

priceless embraces
more valuable
than eternity's
moot orgasms

more deadly meaning
holding hands and
sharing secrets
than tasting secretions,
those addictive
involuntary admissions

these are economics 
to live by

confide in me, friend
for the next beer
will forgive you
but never understand 
the state we are in

our eyes meet
our chests press
our lips confess
and born then
mutual sympathy
overtakes the 
desperation
of sex,
the quickening 
of womb and warmth,
while expression becomes 
immortal ejaculate
fluid

dance free 
loose yourself
in my sun soaked
valley 
we shall become 
feline
we shall become 
the jungles
themselves
 our
     selfs

let the games begin

let the games begin

we picked each
other out
of the crowded
neighborhood cliche'

and for tiny precious
present
now lost back
there
we looked at each
other
eye level

how soon the circus
rolls into town
and leotards,
makeup,
and cars full
of failed mimes
and land mines
blow it all
sky high

spinning before us
the spiral so pure
everyone tries and
being no 
better than everyone
we touch it
but our grip 
won't find purchase

just let the thing
glide under your
calloused lovely
fingertips
like clay on a wheel
you gorgeous
genius fool

today

if the definition
of insanity is to
commit the same 
behavior redundantly
expecting different
results then you
can call me 
phineas gage

inkblot test
for one to project
their worried 
mindlessness onto

my worried
mindlessness

its fucking madness
and i am bathing
in its coarse bubbles