Welcome, and thanks for stopping here to read selections of my original poetry and prose. Only half my art is here. As you browse my puppets, words if you will, think of them as empty hulls whose dance and form are only animated in Play through my vocal conveyance of their characters and via my direction of their tone. Lyric to the ears, its whole message soon appears, in thus the conjuring of ancient daemons deep within to combat the evil ones brought up infernal by the Craft of ages can be our stage tonight.

On this blog the theme is AWAKENING and how Revelation is not some story plural in a Book but supposed to be one of yours in this lifetime. Here in verse I share with you my inquiry to which has bonded Muse.
YOUR STORY IS THE STORY. Their horsie four so full of holes they named that way just to have a laugh. Revelation and Creation coincide, they never stopped. A daily occurrence in a Live Show me is true Prophesy which I assure you, smells nothing like a library book, and for which no innocents are ever killed. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you copy it to heart.

After Santa Comes

A cold compound in a
cold pine Democracy.
But it's not Russia, it's wolves.
This is why Natasha,
this!

Billionaire politicians
playing games as morticians
leathery little baby from Yemen croakin every ten minutes, 
Women and men and
starved outta town on purpose
by our congressional
corporate
influenced
Representative reprehensible
voice.

No food for you, baby!

Die well tonight
amid rubble bright!
See you
after Christmas
They said.
They said yeah why don't we wait
till after Ball goes down?
To stop killing then.

Merry Christmas dead village
on village for now.
Charred schoolbus
and chimney you Claus
it comes down how!

Republicans literally voted
die babies die Tuesday.

To block a Democratic appeal
to end aiding Death.
At least for a steal.
To block food and stop medicine
for dying children &  to circumvent
the War Powers Act
for one on wolves.
Psychopaths make pact
in Santa suit
Eyes up to neck in pullover wool.

By the fire with prezzies.
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