1.

i have seen the greatest minds of this generation committed to automated creative genocide, whitewashing blind fear and hate through the veins of the populous.

who injected the poisonous ideas of unity through the lonely, ethereal notions of connectivity that exist purely to isolate and persecute.

who stared at their mobile phones, skin like plastic bags, sightlessly tapping at plastic keys while inhaling fictional realities.

who licked the eyes of those who differ, spitting vitriolic filth, forcing nefarious desires down the ever willing throats of the carcinogenic millions like endless cock and balls.

who pound out a blasting drum beat through the idiotic cubes we placed in the spaces our loved ones should reside, droning and baffling the weak willed into merciless persecution and abeyance.

who kissed the mouths of the sick, endless jets of infected semen hitting the throats of the meek, forcing them lower and lower to their shaking knees, lower and lower to the floor of injustice and shit-filled canyons.

who screamed until blood filled their rotting lungs, unknown and uncared for, splitting chins and chipping teeth as their yellowing eyes bulged firmly out of socket, slowly ending on the floor.

who looked to perverts, rapists and satanists to free them from the vinyl bondage imposed by chattering nymphomaniac legalities.

who huddled shivering in lines, ready to worship at the altar of commercialism and chronic fatigue.

who gave their all in streets and cities, each day counting down until a non-existent economy would grant them the sparse years needed to attain what fraction of peace they are able to muster.

who shit and piss and fuck and fight in order to scale the ladder of screaming faces and pleading children in order to impose themselves upon a society that has deserted them.

who sit and rot each day in leather seats, lapping up the cool air and the pre-packaged glimpse of life they are drip fed through the radio.

who will overheat, overuse and overbear on anything they find, like ants desecrating the corpse of a once beautiful bird before moving endlessly on, but never up, into the bleak winter.

2.

what faceless corporate demon has flayed and fucked the sons of god until he can bleed no more.

the media! force fingers into my throat and fuck my mouth until i vomit out a silent scream

the government! extinguish the flames of my pride, joy and hope with the piss of a rancid cock, matt my hair and crack my back with the pre-cum of your eternal lies while i wait for a climax that will never be granted.

religion! whose shit-stink misery pours from every hole in every church and every chapel. whose cosmic life insurance orders millions a day to give up their freshly planted seeds, to burn and boil red skin crackled while pennies and dollars fill the pockets of pockmarked preachers and foul molesters.

materialism! that fucks and fucks with the minds of the many, tarring the mindless drones of humanity with an insatiate need for more, better, stronger.

human nature! rotten to the core and unable to continue. greed and sin at the heart of every man, a spark of hope only to those who spend their entire lives learning how wrong they are.

moloch! cancerous bastard moloch! obscene, arse-splitting moloch, who sits at the heart of all space and time, arms and legs flailing wildly, mashing and meddling in those affairs we cannot control.

automatons! faceless disease, stood stock still while we tap and program, awaiting the day when we stray too far in a needless and wasteful future.

3.

i’m with you in heaven

where stars explode in surround sound

i’m with you in heaven

where poets cry tears of pure bliss

i’m with you in heaven

where you wait for me, ribs jutting like mountain ranges

i’m with you in heaven

so far away from where we lie

i’m with you in heaven

where no man speaks

i’m with you in heaven

where fire burns in hearth and home, not in the black windows of the scared and lost

i’m with you in heaven

 

howl with me.