New Map Of the United States..

I don't like a place that's is too damn blue, not now.

And Christians jumping through doors, not again.

America is turning into food for technocrats.

The zombies will lose this time.

I can do more with less

Than you think

Possibly 

With the center in view

Shifting with magical truth

A longing of comfort

From the unknown

Unknowable.

The memory of life

It was lost for some time

Now she walks on by

They are moving as light

In shapes of love

Devotion uprising

Touching with eyes

Secrets held back

Tears rolling onto shoulders

The time of your life.

The trick is caught

As the light reveals

The worst skin available

With a giggle

I would turn her orange

Into bright purple

Living is easy 

If you are busy

When there is smoke

HOW SOON WE BECOME CONFIDENT

IT HAD TO HAPPEN.

Her pear shaped figure graced me

 

It has to be she said

 

Oh yes was repeated

 

Till consent was nearing

 

All the terror simply fading

 

You were engulfed in an ocean

 

It felt rather nice

 

Lost in chicken soup.

 



 

 

 

Strip from your frail clothing

 

To step across the wide expanse

 

 

Heart in hand infinite sand

 

Truth is bent

 

 

Your ravaging intent

 

Is machine like.

I miss the old world

 

As the new threatens

 

 

I want something else

 

As all things end

 

 

When the time arrives

 

Shall we turn away

 

 

I will be brave

 

To face the slower moment

 

 

Maybe run

 

As you come

 

 

I can't stop the longing

 

But I hold back waves

 

 

Eventually evils falls

 

Good again triumphs

 

 

The birth of a black hole

 

And signs to come.