cheesetray wrote:
Operation Bloodless
(response to nancy)
phonemes charging
collected army
of hungry lit sounds
burst forth, bearing sharp swords, assault of
blades flashing, and slashing
thorny-armed terrorists
wielding surgical lasers sabres which beam and mock
mirror and swipe
with calculated precision
they slice
and cut deep, into rough stale banks of human brain joined at river’s
edge
rogue militant mission of growling stomach stampede
a serial procession divine particle cascade of raging cowman vomit
spurs rote streams spinning through desolate indifferent swampland
abused soil of sandy desert and abandoned dirt
a mounted scalding attack
led by sticky torches burning
deep below the coordinates
of creation’s ground zero
scouring petrified bovine dung and buried leaves
which are now all choking…
on the smoke
of viper venom
unraveling threads recoiling
ravaged in instant shock
from this suffocating heat
surge of liquid flame loosed on stung conscience by the blind
pricking piercing of mercenaries
employed en masse for merciless molecular mutilation
designer rockets delegating a multi-millennial build-up of
manufactured homeland waste from savage cactus fire
send toxic flares...
their crafted arrows, carrying chemicals from forsaken high voltage
electric needles
pound across peals of vaulted sky
striking embowed short-circuited professional agents of authority
meticulously marking mapped out morals for these ground
controlled messenger vehicles
of rectifying mystery spikes and metaphysics
from spines which rattle and hiss
they surround and rain down
in unison, upon unsuspecting shaking venison victims
injections of pacifying poison numb and shrink the dyed agar
membranes of lifeless dumb prisoners of names
all rounded up and stranded
silos of stentorian acid stinging and singeing their neural skins
escorting them, in their season to carefully doctored death time
notarized, inside the charred detritus compost of collective mind
blackened scarred ego
cracks and is momently ruptured by young shoots of courage
fiery rods sent to grasp and bloom
in unknown far-off fertile fields
unearthed by vindicated corporation of constructed confusion
and the ominous cries of inflexible internalized coincidence
rays of pitched sparks fly, offering up
new memory, darkly etched under quivering animal moonlight
recorded holy chains of ancient blood
carved out of the steely milk-white night and seeping...into art strokes >>> of my soul’s last breath
רחל
10.15.23
for SAM
Again Rachel... Excellent poem on first read..!
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