A Chimera of Kings: Femicidic Apologist

Killing Joyce day by day
year by year
the "creative" Professor
is crafty. Why else
would he be so Endeared
to his Counter-Vices
and Perverses
Head Love Fests?

A Smaller and Smaller
Resistance Wound Round
Spinning a Web
to the Evil Evidences
Femicidic
Apologist.

Did Joyce love his People, his DuB Liner Peeps?

He Hated All of That Politics.
James would Never Approve
of Identities
Preserved...
(He Hated that TOO!)
saysso
Professor of Hateness
to himSelf converted
to Science
Half Animal Half Machine:
A Chimera of Kings

WHen the Mechistas Get Here: La Veterana

When the MEChistas Get Here

Then we’ll be Talking.

The Centers will Lose funding

They might! We represent

a Savings yet they Value

us for our Silk, Suave hair

styles, Saints forsaken

and Repossessed.

Chuquito que te Pasa

das Tantas Vueltas

en un Hilo de Cariño

a cada Una de las Rucas?

Me vale saber como

te defiendes llegando

a la Casa. Ya Estufas c/s

It’s not about ThAT

Pendejos gringos

With there “This”

And “That”

No one Wants

A Sale

In your Hoods

Or Showtimes.

He better stay

Away from Me

That’s all I have

To say

About

That.

It’s MECha

Territorio

Ya Estufas

 Corazon

Mio

Mándeme

Valso Ni Siquiera,

 Veterana

A Dream Amendment of Freedom of Ideas by Poetic Shield and Poetic Sword! c/s

Red High Alert? Sure like the District
Montmarte how I miss You from those Days
when Irks were so Sweet yet not the Muse
who Soupault followed a NIght in Paris...
It is She! a Verse become Militant Love
by Poetic Arms to Accuse. J'accuse!
Their Dream my Nightmare my Dream
Their NIghtmare. It is all Equal Zero.
A Zero with no End in Sight to Times
to Times Rein of a Gallup  in Meter.
A Creed for TITLE 7 Heroics!
Las Sieta Leguas el Seis de Octubre.
I say that this Paper once Read is Ore
(Gold: Au: Autism) Who tore it from Me
matters Not for its Redeemed in Flowers
of Youth Bent by Forbidden Dreams to Live
against the Bullet of Time, LET THEM GO!
Between the FIrst and the Second, a New
Amendment of Freedom of Ideas
by Poetic Shield and Poetic Sword. c/s

Prime Time Verse Open Mike for Saying whatever You Like

An Inversal structure Appears

As True as well as or Authentic.

(the kidn with Feathers? Ugh! Yuck? OMG!)

What will I say when at the Association

I must Present the Demographics?

They will take me as Weak when Weak I’m Not.

(I still have a Penis. –That’s True.  Me too)

But it’s Getting Complicated a Lil.

“Is it that Idiot Whore Puta VZVZVZVZVZ?”

Eyegina of Need of a Large Nappy

--enough to Be Plied between the Big Mouth

Cunt worthless of Power and Retarded.

Narrator step Aside. It’s Prime Time Verse

Open Mike for Saying whatever You Like.

Dulclinea Writes Back: the Knight of La Mancha to Whom she has Submitted a Summons by Scribec/s.rtf

Pronounced and copied in duplicate Keys

of Eight with some Disconcerting Others

who put Replace Silence for Truth and Meter.

Concupiscence undesired Away!

I will take you Away yawA your Child

Has become my Concern.  He’s not Your’s!

Oh yes you will and you Know what I mean!

Sappho was initiated. Thine Eyes

Have Seen the Shame of your Mother played Twice

Again and Three Times Over.  Iambic?

Wait a Minute.  I know some Newer Verse.

I can Learn it were it Learning of Mine

that was Lacking. Still, the Scholastic Muse

with Rennaissance Balance now Understood.

Yes! Pao Casals Afterall In Between:

The sorrows of Our People lay Within

Marble Excessive as Insufficient:

Mediocrity of Manner, Combat

with Dulcinea a Chastity Far

and Wide was it Commented by His

Glory, the Knight of La Mancha to Whom

Dulcinea has Announced a Summons Alors!

Invoking African Muses: Poetic Justice at War

When Levi-Strauss tried to Explain,

The Wogs could never get it Straight.

Certain ones appeared never to wish

to Comprehend ambiguity, poor

Students were these with Unusual

Inclinations for the Gathering Bones.

Created False Enemies Abound

Under Each Skirt: Vaginal lanigaV

Will Swallow us! We Must Get Our Mandate

from Business so Buy Buy we Do at Cut

Rate all our Mexican Ass and Studies

of Cockroaches can’t Stray Off Track. Wants It?

Does she Ever! She’s Been Wanting Me Since

I gave her a Chance at a Job she’s No

Good For. It’s Time Up for Collateral

of Persecuted women Knifed at one

Inch of Resistance~~ Get her Off Campus!~~

“This will be Easy, no Problem.  Rest Up—

how about that Cup of Coffee you Said

we might have last Decade? No Buddy? “Nah.”

Via another Corridor and Coctogon

of WogHall Sexual Fluiditis Ness

lurks, an ANthropollywog who loves Bones

Who Loves dem Bones Who Loves dem Bones who Does

to perform various forms of measure-

ments. Obsessed with Sex Organs

for example, Torture, Water Boarding,

and Pieces of Thought all Drained

of its Portent in search of Meanings

Pre-determined, Falsified, Encoded

in the Touch-Lust of Bone Carving and Dust.

The Laurels are pursued as Evidence!

And Philosophy as Ethnic History

if taught by an Indian or a Cockroach.

Otherwise we group Knowledge by Science,

Neurological which we Hate just as Much

as we Love. “I’d love to Snatch that Book

from her Hand.” Caution: Autistic c/s

Wind Up Animus Wind Up EdithTide!

Spin Spun into Fibers of Infinite Verses and Meters. A Wick and Oil

The Death Doctors of Knowledge are cooking
up Dreams, Slicing them Open Unsacred,
dehearsed and Damned Straight to Devilish
Highway, No-God Territory Rettoned
as a Butterfly Upon a Wooden
Splinter, it Sits Without Diffficulty,
A Music Deep Within Abides with Masks
preferred by the Mortals and Masters, Toms
of TapDancing Polyrhythmically Bare
I become what they Detest with Reason,
A Shrew with a Volatile Wick, Oils,
and Bruises, Pricks embossed with Purpose
Intended to Break the Eggshell Spin Spun
into Fibers of Infinite Verses and Meters.