THE
NAMLESS ONE
I can’t
remember days before 2005
the day I took
a stroke, everything
since is
I have to
create a world where I can
exist in oneness,
being as they say.
I am as fed
up as you in a written mumble
but what else
can I do, life is just like suicide.
Let’s be
honest the dogs honest, there’s no point
to my life I
can live with that.
I’ve lived
with this for twenty years, I’m just going
on feeling not
meaning like a spider or a mouse.
There’s a
weeping woman in the hallway
Grieving for
me. I’m impotent disabled paralyzed.
I live in
this reality, don’t recall a family.
The poems
have to be about me or the moment
As they are
momentous, I live in a default loop
The boy
from elsewhere. My fathers buried up
There on
the black hills but we can’t find his plot
Even that
could be a lie he died as he lived unknown.
Big Jim, John,
Sean, Fox or Irvine, I don’t even know
My name he
had so many aliases all I know is that he
Was a
bastard from Belfast my mother was Pat Keogh
And that’s good
enough for me, you can’t beat
The truth
or is it all a lie.
It feels
good to get this of my chest, it’s like
Pressing a
refresh button a new-clear way
Its not
Russia or Uk-rain. I stand on my own
Two feet.
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A REVERSED
EFFORT
‘Whosoever would save his soul shall lose it’
Anon
My life is the
light of wonder
An eternal spark
of negativity
That came from
re-birth
A stroke, a
sunder.
Without memory, dream
cripple words have
crippled me.
They say Memory,
dreams
Are pure poetry
so where
does this come
from?
Poems are moment-us-moments
and this is my unadopted
kingdom.
Tears fall
like bombs on the cheeks of humanity
Imploding
Peace spoke by Jeffrey Sachs and Tulsi
Gabbard. I
used to go to the BBC for a fair minded
Broadcasting
a shadow of horrible truth but we
live now in
a NATO security state.
Where my utterance
falls like newspeak, I don’t
Seem to
matter anymore. Where is all the Anti-
War and the
climate warriors the world is being
Raped/pillaged
while you look on nonchalant.
I have to
dive into the Dive, Moats or Redacted
To Breakthrough
into a podcast semblance
Of truth
and still these voices go off unheard
As if were
all tripping on nuclear fallout pills,
I have been
posting for months now this image
that says ‘Life
is peace there is nothing else, De-
Mili-Tear-eyes’,
my eyes are burning sadness
Your
capitalist greed is fueling this war.
The
ordinary man is on the streets protesting
No fuel to
go to work to feed their families.
What ever happened
to basic human rights
Get your
head out and look around.
Don’t blame
everything on Russia/Ukrain
Their
brothers they’ll sort it out it goes
Back
thousands of years, NATO get your
Nose out
where it doesn’t belong, Hunter
Biden
started this war with porn and drug
can’t you
see were being played.
This is a
fallout con-
Script prescription
Signed by
BIG DADDY
