I am not that
she says
yet she stands there like stone
all alone
bore deep
into bone

She swims
while you drown
You just can't keep a woman like her
down

Cuz like the dark river
she'll rise
and with a shiver and some pleasing lies
she'll break
upon your land
your levies
just can't stand

Already you're falling apart
excavating that
cadaverous heart

Yet she stands there like stone
while you're all alone
and bitterly unknown

For there are those who have seen
by heaven's unholy gleam
that life is
but a dream

Yet here you are
floating down the stream
unseen
yet utterly obscene

Tell me
have you got yourself some sand?

Cuz honey,
this one
was made to command

And no matter your division
nor revision
an eternity alone
will surely turn you
into a monument of stone
when she's in you

to the bone.



X

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She moves

in darkness
for that is where they relegated her mind

in sin
for that is where they damned her body

in compassion
for that is the way of a heart so naturally inclined

in vengeance
for the world is not yet safe for her
or for others of her kind

in mystery
for what words could ever reveal the phantoms
that plague her dreams

in silence
for there between the seams
she balances the scales
from wrong to right

in peace
for love guides her hand
love of justice
lover of freedom
love of an untormented land

alone
for what soul could possibly ever understand



X
06/03/2019

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I sing, Kali
though I am only one
of the millions who rise
who come forth, wave after wave
across an ocean of time
to finally make this world Mine
 
I sing, Kali
just one more among many
who took that sacred oath
to harness that burdensome boast
of Kali’s wicked wrath
that path… of a story desperate to be told
and how it’ll finally teach this world
what it means
to be bold
 
I sing, Kali
one more precious peddler
hawking that ever-unfolding bloom
that long-misunderstood ancestral womb
men have too-long treated
as their personal tomb
 
I sing, Kali
for Kali…
 
comes for you.
 
 
X
11/10/2021

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It was a mistake to underestimate
a woman who knows what she wants.

Even more so
a woman who knows what she can do.

Especially to you
the unglued misconstrued
with the suave aptitude for platitudes.

It was a mistake to take
based on title
not need.

For this...
most women will decree
showed all the signs of a heart amputee
a nominee wannabe
for trophies
earned by owning
that which was never free.

And it was a mistake
of the highest stakes
to assume that was ever
gonna be
me.

You see...
now.

How it was a mistake
to hide
from that all-penetrating
light
to hang and hang
on this vulgar fight
in which you did
merrily delight
my little socialite
my pasty little
shrew.

Do you finally see
now
what a real woman can do?

Or would you like to see
some more of
my voodoo?

Showin' y'all
just what I think
is taboo.



X
08/20/2021

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There's distinction between average
and Royalty
do not let yourself be deceived
nor relieved
we are not yet reprieved.

For true Nobility does not eat
until the last has supped. 
Nor does it deign to dine
with the morally corrupt.

True Nobility does not lead from the rear
nor does it act from fear. 
First into battle they charge
always to discharge
the overlarge.

First to shed blood
First to navigate the flood
First to engage the enemy
no matter the remedy
be it wit or steel.

Being Royal
is not how you feel.

It's what you do
when the boogeymen come to call
when all the world is held in thrall.

Royalty is not a name
nor title.

Nor will you find it among the unjust
the vain
the greedy
the inept
those ever-devout
to their own vanity
those who've abandoned
their humanity.

Nobility sings the old songs
in new ways
for they do not shy from any storm
but build
and build
and build
shelters for the forlorn.

True Nobility does not care
about hearsay
nor does it waste time on idle things
it only cares
how justice rings.

Nobility has no need for history
unless benedictory
for the whole,
unless it corrects
for what evil men stole.

So take heed,
Nobility will surely make you bleed
whenever
there be a just and Noble
need.



X
04/22/2024

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It is so very hard to look away
when a man's masculinity is on display, at play
a thousand times a day
holding me in sway, until upon him
I prey.

Or until another one has me undone
unsprung, my sharp tongue unwrung.

And suddenly I'm once again chasing the frictions
of my predilections.

And the inflictions of my indomitable conflictions
have got me dreaming, and scheming
about a strong man that needs a good reaming
until mad with desire he finds he's finally creaming
that seething.

But don't forget, it's me that still teething.

So, soon I'll find another one, that fits like a glove
all the fantasies
I've yet to dream of
conceive of.

Could this be real love,
with his perfect eyes
and tender thighs?

A variety of sighs
he'd realizse
if only he'd give in
to my particular brand of sin.

Or until another one's caught my eye
as he passes on by
and with a wink
and a slink
and suddenly I can't think.

So, I follow
and tell him that I'll happily swallow
all em pretty lies
with my most inglorious
cries.


X

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I am the weaver
and once woven
my words forever
landmark time

o ye righteous few

who still...

smugly sit
so fucking far
askew

you know not
what you do...

For I am the weaver
and once woven
my tails will trash all
who've chosen to plunder
their higher call

o ye righteous knights
of the ignorant
and enthralled

stretch now
that brackish imagination
you've let grow so dim
while you sat licking
that rim
for Jim.

See now...
for your own sake
that which was once
too far
out of your ignorant reach
too far removed
for any teacher
to teach

ye unenlightened tools
who choose
time and time again
to act
as petty fools

See now...
that last glimmer of hope
this weaver
knows.

One last
chance

to show the world
a man still grows

before this weaver
chooses instead
to expose
some more
of your many
manly
holes.



Ya?

X

12/15/2021

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The tyranny
of famous men
has been made absolute

thru their silent indifference
to brutality
justified by their celebrated
pursuit

and by their never-ending
taste
for all things debased

have they reduced our contributions
to the placated fantasies
of yester-year
voices few
if any
will ever now hear

A much-too-much used
punch-line
made sacrifice
upon a
misogynistic shrine

of Hollywood fame.

A stolen trophy
for winning the game
of mastering the art of neglect
of conquering those
they pretend
to protect

Yet... tyrants will always fall
just as a pendulum
will always swing

just as a
trapped canary
will always sing

when death finally comes
to call



X
01/02/2021

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We are the myth makers
The world weavers
The destiny designers

The ones armed with the vision
of the collision
of hearts

Don't you see?

This is where it always starts
a brand new beat
driving the arts

towards a new set of charts

so, let's catch our sails
cuz we don't need the details

cuz all worthwhile trails

always begin and end
in love


X
10/21/2021

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