Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind I

Every night I prey,

     A chameleon repetitive abandoned black captive sheep sermon, Suriving isolated amongst the harpy scrying transformed orb of all the fallen, Beyond the gated metaphoric talents fashioned to myths we should've out destitute hope grown, Still pacifist inhumanity complex waying usually hand in pocket institution of road by slandering irregularity citizen of equality's natural heart order lost amidst the chaotic vernacular garbed in riot hate gear, Tossing images into the memory terror pond of night aching hornless unicorn mares, Champions entering the dreamscape of heaven's contagion for all that has come and will yet be lost... To wilfully neglect humanity's disreputable Avarice enthroned road, As if it were condemned from the outset of whatever eternity is... Cast us out, as children into the divulged karma recycled fate of one way or a thousand others malnourishment.

     Always to forget, the enemy... Was always standing in the mirror.

In lieu of our participation in...
What may come to pass

Forgetfulness to Love

Yappie Freestyle Audio Poetry

Your smile

Is the plagorizing miracle

God no longer shows

She's too busy

Forgetting...

Hope

Maleficent Condescension: The Unquest

Enter,

     The antagonist plagiarized thumb never pondered sermons of the sandman beyond illusive dreams entitled; G-d. Pretend the wishes of hypothetical logic discredited miracles allow escape from the blind Mother of all: This carpe filth diem selfish sandcastling everything will soon be dust... Is bliss or the nearest method of believability ignorance allows, For in tolerance of our ongoing enemy in the mirror's actions we allow hope for others to white last exhale tunnel flee this place, Without a finger or breath of action given by our inhumanity.

In lieu of our participation in,
Isolating the ladders we climb
Forgetting to look...

The Little Things: Electric Malfunctioning Internal Network Circus Error I

Trying to remember,

    What our heart speaks, Against the 

I can't fins you again, not even in sleep, I wake from all dreams where I catch even the most remote glimpse of you violently, As if this unsolicited daily loneliness reality isn't fatefully worse than...

In earnest anticipation if,

The emotion phantom memory terrorizing ache...

Mesmerizing dreams no more.

Transit Talk: Hope Speech

Not every heart,

     Felt hidden secret kept between the mirror and the mind's eye is admissible in the court of love, Some emotions are lies conjured by the loneliness of terror.

In earnest anticipation of,

Finding honest dreams to follow

Hive Maleficent Mind: God Down

Looking for group,

    Unsoloable majestic regime of original myth never before eye libel witness beheld content, Realm extending the swollen hoarse eternally wounded voice of Thunder, Cursed rain a genderless fallen into mourning God's tears upon a sandcastling lightning cataclysm impending seemingly purposeless earth, For the history on chronicled document repeat lost intel divides the hours we're left to live by, Consuming the entirety until dry is inhumanity's maddening desire.

In lieu of our participation in,
Becoming nerds of hope
Courageous for smiling!

Maleficent Condescension: Breathing Sighs

Greeting the perilous,

     Mythical collecting golden bone dust moderator of our hope, Retainer of the disavowed visions held beyond grasp captive in dreams where the delicate fire seeds of joy's radiant seemingly forbidden mistake to wish for treasure growing until a mourning's grievance eclipse!

In earnest anticipation of,
Letting whatever Lord above have it!

Transit Poetry: Relinquish it...

Lose to knight,

     Struggle against the phantom chess memory demonic scar nasty fear requiem     for a dream, Despite the treasure of grace's blessed anger mingled with the stars of tears lost in the Mourning's fading grievances to light, Let the rivers of emotion terror run into shadows dry, As evil spawns the melonchally awards of mediocre response so hope dissipates as flower's bloom amidst the wounds of June, Growning is the nameless mother of joy, For all the loss drives her minions paranoid, Once united multiple szchizophrenic myths entitled angels by the sandcastling gravel of humanity.

In lieu of our participation in,

Sharing the debt of pain

Transit Poetry: Decaying Destiny

Every trembling day,

     Sleep awakens the dawning inspiration of nightmares; in reality, Maleficent wishes of greedy dreams and the inhumanity they're blessed by, Culprits avoiding blood they're libel unto eternity for; Injustice, Seeper of our joy, Laying in-expandable waste to the paper broken hope stool if our hearts, Why should we wake from the deniability we call the lie of bliss: Ignorance...?

     Every G-d of all karma born child is destined to be ruled of fate, Slavery is rife in a sandcastling world to Which we owe every white death tunnel bedside regret.

In lieu of our participation in,

Encourage each other 

Via smiling

Earnestly

Transit Poem: Mythical Hands

Another poem from the buses of Glasgow:

Inhumanity reprieve,

     Illustrious distances between natural parent of all thing's shoulders silent yet potentially heaving unspoken blinded heart eulogies of earth's high carpe intoxicated diem sought until defiled unfamiliarity entitlement death at the entitlement screaming positioned mouths of its citizens that meander as sand, Unrelentingly adjusting maleficently worse to a universe of trouble without us this genesis wouldn't have. 

      To protest the malignant chronicle of greed on historical endless repeat is a lonely unshown seldom hopeless sprouting path, Isolated disbelief strangles the saplings which unmasked attempt to stand, Rare approximates redefine alienation with fists as Single digit raised blistering from the Son hands raised high, Swearing proclamation anti-arrogant oaths at a genderless Myth, A possible apocalypse conclusion harbinger for a Father, She revolted a stare consciously withering, As a disease gestating on the edge of every wish's suffering, Another miracle's denial... 

In earnest anticipation of,
All theories aligning our hopes!

Transit Poem: Avalanche Wishes

Everything that befalls us,

     Is but the passing of day phantom memory dreams, Half apprehensive  heart cognitive illusions we're willing ourselves to deny: instead of see.

In lieu of our participation in,

Pursuing...!

Maleficent Condescension: Mime of War Predicament I

Penetrating vernacular,

    Volcanic spouting riot hate geared double prejudice speech from double sworded edged tongues as knives, Tattoo crooked puppeteer noose stringed marionette stitching exhumed language mirror brooded over into our as children adopt wounds skin, Hemming your black speech of forbidden not wholly mythical places of sulphur ash and mansions of gold toxicity into the unclottable slow bleed out fr(i)endship with a knife suicide cuts you gave them... Troll

In earnest anticipation of,

A world without you...?!