Two Poems

The By-Election

Hear-ye! Hear-ye!
Extra! Extra!
The news is out there
for all to wear
like a sweaty revelation
an almost sudden realization
like a seething ejaculation:
La-dies and Gen-ital-men!
..Satan has won.. 
the by-election!
a land slide ride
to cease all authority
with an absolute majority
in a silent auction..
all the blue votes lay
ratteling in a red box. 

 Prophets and pundits
complain and speculate
arch-angles resign enmass
in a flush of roaring outrage!
Campaign groupies celebrate
and decorate the stage
as God auto-self-destructs
imploding in an aweful bout 
of ironically vainful vain
and eternal emphatic shame..

Joining us today..
Live! from J-Day..
our Correspondent:
"Thank you transpondent,
the jury is out today
and faithful all despondent
as the Lord quips
in a short-but-sweet
victory speech,
'Wh-at is tha po-int
of staging a battle
of Goood v. Ev-il?
Wh-a-t is the poi-nt!?
of right, wrong, pleasure, and sin
if bo-oring were always to win??'
Crowd bursts out into laughter,
masses cheer in vileful rapture... 

- texts to be subjugated
- commandments subverted
- values all inverted
- new clauses to be insterted
- all apostles terminated
- the obedient excommunicated
- scoundrels to be cannonized
- and faithful all deamonized 

Parliment and cabintets 
lay dead and disolved
as a new day has dawned
another old chapter 
finally re-opened
and politikal future
has changed forever
history to be rewritten
and repeatedly overwritten,
with bottles of red ink,
provided by our sponsor,
and major campaign funder,
The Everlasting Ink Drink..
Your correspondent,
reporting live, today
from the scene at J-Day..
Back to you Transpondent?"

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T.V-ality

  

..I

in this

everlasting

and completely

chaotic-abysmal

spectrotraumatic

mass of the prevalent,

ever-slow lengthening of the

s h a d o w  o f   t h e   f u t u r e

further into that eternal dusk of days

days, brutal, senseless days to come forever...

Grips your gaze as it succumbs to that mouth

of the cave of the old man of the mountain--

mouth-wide-open in awe-gripping-encaptivation

flashes of debaucherous pleasures of all flavors

allure of that sinful pit of all those lesser gods

gaping deep into the realm of the fantastical

in a haze of smoke, the eternity of the moment  

careless words softly whispered into the mind

always around to envelop entice and remind

-remember-the-dictum--nothing-is-forbidden-

everything-is-permitted--nothing-is-forbidden-

deceptive embraces of bodily fragrances--

memory-flashbacks from countless unlived lives 

... 

switch it on with a smile

live a little, breathe a little

...

ZONK!  

The blue flame of life blinks on in a flash of all colors!

The box sits and emits.. an absurd pandemonium

transmissions of wavelengths, and frequencies

tuning in and out of each other, streaming

into the mass of nerves inside my head

coming together in images, sounds

-- immediately recognizable

shapes and syllables --

deep into the voids of

mindlessregurgitations

------------and------------

re-rendered-repetitions

of imagery woven through

words, words draped in images

brilliant visages of endless carnage

having to want -salacious--dreaming-

wanting to have and wanting some more.

mindless impulses filled with carnal cravings

broadcast LIVE from the gutters of man-made filth..

seeping deeper and deeper into the layers of thought. 

Numbs the body, numbs the mind, gobbled in haste

and swallowed down, the chains of endless excess

rung-by-rung, blood-sweat-toil-sweat-blood-toil--

all the fetters of bleeding-killing-sweating-drilling

excreting out my remains and all else that is left-

all gulped up, washed down with a sweet flood of oil 

...

a synapses suddenly snaps

an axon cracks open

... 

"You were waiting for this all along, weren't you?"

slip into me now.. a slip of the mind like a slip of

the donge... slide into me.. deep down into me

so I can be torn apart and be bled away utterly

in peace, because the lights are out and I am 

sweating beads that trickle down the lids and

sting my eyes. I am only alive, I will leave politely...  

I promise. Just wait a while, let the mahogany

night fill up within me, and all around me..

(only a meager part of it), simply able to

completely be drowned in perception

awe-stricken in its entirety

appreciating all of it

as it ever-so-slowly

depreciates

all of

me..