hoodoo Man

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Now that we're together make yourself at home,
Let it be known I am the Hoodoo Man,
Reading stars, interpreting bones,
Tarot cards and the Ouija board,
I'm also the master of herbs, ribbon and root lore.
Have no fear, I'll put your mind at ease,
I refuse to hypnotize or tease you
with raw lies and alibis, I was born with a glint in my eyes
and the mask of truth over my face.

What Thoughts Are

Ever wonder where thoughts come from,
especially, weird, extraneous thoughts,
seemingly, without rhyme or reason;
harmful, destructive thoughts,
dark and challenging as Rorschach inkblots?

Ever wonder where thoughts retire,
when put to rest from baggaged memory,
never to resurface unless in life's fleeting passage
or a terrifying bump in the night?

Thoughts are phantasmagorical gossamers,
independent of synaptic impulses,
an immeasurable expanse of infinity,
residing in spatial adumbrations.

How To Recognize An Alien

Coming Soon: How To Recognize An Alien

Safe/Think/Think/Safe

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Safe think,
Think safe thoughts,
being wary, but unsuspicionly alert,
Watch and beware
of who's behind you -
living on the edge out to get you,
anyone will do.
She's out there,
He's out there,
to even some score...
becoming unhinged
going on a binge
mad at the world,
shaking skintight fist at fate,
self, Gods.

The Mate (My First Love)

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She came riding on the mane of a wild black stallion,
Her eyes darted back and forth in quick observance;
flickered with the intensity of someone possessed,
Rubies pierced her ears, emeralds, diamonds,
sapphire and gold spoke of who she was: a goddess of love
and beauty, a temptress Eve, betraying Delilah,
destructive Jezebel,
who understood the Serpent's tongue (the Devil's guile),
and God's dimensions.
She came riding on the wings of an ill-wind,
searching for love in a heartless world,
Her coming signalled the death beat of chauvinistic egos,
peewee principles and the micro-mini morals
of Adamic and castrated men.

As with the roar of oceans and sounds of thunderclaps
crashing the limits of an echo chamber,
her voice gushed forth, saying, "I want freedom and happiness -
I need to be loved. I want you to understand me,
the way I understand myself. I need the spirit of truth
in order to survive - warm strong hands to caress my soul,
but above all I need and must have joy!
Touch me - understand destiny,
kiss my lips and realize salvation,
soothe my longings - become immortal,
Tell me you love me - be mine alone,
and I'll make you God!"

She came riding on a horses hooves,
searching for the one man
who would not play psycho physical games
structured around male and female, but exacting
the expanse of man and woman.
She was aware of what she wanted,
not a man with a pampered beard or scented moustache,
dressed like a bitchy dandy to attract her emotional whims,
but a man with a reserved masculinity, master of self,
one who could whisper heartfelt endearments
from the seat of his soul, energise her being, invigorate lifcforce.

She commandeered tumultuous tides, earthquakes,
hurricanes and volcanic eruptions,
the reins held between her sparkling teeth;
her hair inking the skies as she spat out
to the four corners of the earth: "Is there one man among you,
who'll give me no reason to tempt, betray, destroy,
who will wire my circuits, navigate my seas,
saddle my urges and corral my passions.
If you are that man, please,
invite me into your private chambers -
tranquilize my pulsations with poetry
written for such an occasion. If you are the man,
I pray you are, I'll become your mate
and be your totality.

911 - What's The Emergency

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O, my God, no!!
911, please, 911, emergency, emergency,
Guided missiles, nay, winged-chariots
manned by diabolic maniacs have penetrated
the armor of Castor and Pollux - massive twin towers
spanning global dimensions;
Red, white, blue and yellow fireballs ricochet
off steel beams and concrete slabs,
twisting and reshaping iron tendons
into knotted pretzels, splattering and spewing
molten glass and tons of suffocating roughage
in it's exhaust.

911! 911! Are you there?
Send help! The Hindenburg has crashed
into the weathered stones of Khufu and Cheops;
Lady Liberty and Mount Rushmore's Four recoil
in awe-struck horror. Fire-breathing dragons and Harpies
on flying carpets trigger explosions/implosions,
ominous mushroom clouds are Cyclops and gargoyles,
presaging the dawn of Gog and Magog -
perhaps, Armageddon!
911, 911! Are you there?
We're being bombed. It's an aerial sneak attack,
stealthing pass the technology and national security -
a kami-kazi hit, a 1-2 sucker punch to the neck
and solar plexus by hide-and-seek bandits,
murderous cowards, tricking and treating,
weaving and bobbing the swipe of King Kong
and the swat of Godzilla!

911! 911! Huh?
In a swirling vortex, eye of the storm,
Young and old run amok - students with backpacks
strapped across arched shoulders, scramble from classrooms,
arcades and cyber cafes like rats
abandoning sinking ships;
paw prints of cats and dogs autograph ash and rubble.
The sky's on fire - the walls are falling,
The Walls of Jericho, the crashing stones of Babel;
boulders of pyramids and ancient Buddhas,
falling, falling like London Bridge falling down.

Bush-whacked, caught with pants below the knees
on the high prairie of skyscrapers in the stratosphere;
a wake-up call, signalling Geronimo, Custer/Buffalo Soldiers,
Washington and Mac Arthur to cross the Brooklyn Bridge,
confront Romulus and Remus, Attila the Hun, Genghis Khan,
and other invading hordes threatening Lower Manhattan.

Yes, Manhattan! The Apple's core!
Bona fide heroes: Spider Man, Wonder Woman,
Hercules and Rambo duck for cover behind Stonehenge
and the Great Wall of china,
to escape the Furies and the rage of El Nino.

911! 911! I am making sense!
People are dying: nationals and aliens,
innocents and martyrs -
Holy Mary, Mother of God. In the name of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost - Hara Khrisna, Hara Khrsna -
Allahu akbar, Allahu akbar... OMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmm.

Oh, the noise? Stampeding buffaloes and elephants,
Minotaurs and Centaurs - escapees from cubicles
and game reserves - spooked by the heat of Vulcan,
and the claps of Thor's hammer -thunder down Avenues of America,
trampling the stumblers and fallen.

This is a first like Cain slaying Abel,
Sumo wrestles and pit bulls pitted against each other
in basement arenas and creaky attics;
Pegasus guiding the Flying Dutchman,
Socrates questioning the Wandering Jew,
Medusa and Hydra blitzing Dante's inferno,
Othello and Iago via Jekyll and Hyde.

Huh? 911, 911? the problem?
Helter-skelter, pandemonium,
crying, sobbing, terrifying screams in English,
Mandarin, Hindi, Arabic, Russian, French
and undecipherable tongues...
Flying glass and steel, smoldering plastic,
helmeted clumps of stone and splintery soldiers
hurled in the explosive aftermath of devastation,
rupture like meteorites ..
Paralyzed bodies resembling manikins in Macy's and Gimbals
drip hot flesh on Atlas' strained shoulders.

Death reigns. Orpheus and Eurydice, Romeo and Juliet,
dive, somersault together from high in the sky,
holding hands - plunge headlong, acrobatically, in midair,
away, away from scalding, peeling, scorching hell.
Thick blackness thwarts Batman's signal,
eclipses daylight and sunshine;
coughs and spits out unequivocal Savagry,
bred in missteps and mishaps of displaced isms.

I'm calling from a cavernous crater ... a bottomless pit,
an engulfing black hole -hole of Calcutta,
a dark smothering catacomb ruled by Pluto and Satan!!!
911! 911! Huh..? My actual location? Er, er, zero - ground zero,
Lord have mercy on me.
Ah, ah, ah, my name, my name! My name is America,
United States of America -
Hup, two, three, four, hup two (ACTIVISTS), three four -
Your left, your left, (AHIMSA) yourleftrightleft...

Prophecy

I see fire and brimstone,
Sulfuric rains, maggots feeding
on decaying brains. Propaganda wed to lore,
flags waving combatants to war;
death, destruction, woe to all,
ancient and modern cities fall,
civilizations coming to a crawl,
such be the handwriting on the wall:

MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.

Death is the stalker, Life's its prey,
flesh and bones melting away,
darkness and terror hold the sun at bay,
I see destruction as never before,
ongoing calamity at a nation's door;
millions enslaved and killed,
an ocean of blood spilled,
leaders refusing to read the scrawl,
that is written on the wall:

MEME, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.

The skies rain buckets of blood,
bodies stacked high, paddy-caked in mud,
trenches overtaxed with pyramids of heads -
decapitated beings, life dregs.

Ethic and morals left unattended,
institutions, infrastructures, abandoned,
germ warfare, suffocating air,
polluted water a daily fare.
Contaminated food supplies,
unheeded infants' cries,
law and order disregarded,
freedom, justice disrespected,
distrust overlapping loyalty;
I see the end of humanity.
Together we stand, divided we fall,
I've revealed the fingered scrawl ,
that is written on the wall:

MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.