I had an idea… it's a strech, but what if - that famous what if - in the city where government sleeps, sometimes they get a coffee. What if there were a network of guerrilla poets that were mobilized for impromptu mobile debates with representatives and their aides? The every-man-joe spotter TXTS a number and [...]
josh
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4/21 - the day before earth day, the day after 420: 8AM bleary eyed and still thinking I had a chance with one of the lovely's from the night before, Shahid's face peeks around the corner of my bedroom door. "Dude, you still up for a trip to Boston?" I look over at the [...]
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These taxes are killing me,
tax my soul, my heart
tax my love to pay for hate
blowing up in the name of state;
well, I'll file them for you,
little machines of death,
and you'll call yourself Caesar,
but all you really do
is make it difficult to please her:
the money could be for flowers,
or new shoes on cold feet.
You ought to [...] -
Dear Mr. President,
We have not lifted a finger
to hurt you in your home:
we are not you, will not be you;
we have raised our voices
with a global unity
that our harmony will prevail
over the destruction you desire.
I have heard that these marches
will simply fall on deaf ears,
but they are not for you -
with your soul given over
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Greetings Humans,
I thought I would send out one of my vaguely annual missives on the world when I realized I had actual "news"! And the news is: I am moving to Zürich, Switzerland. I don't have a firm date yet, however, I expect it to be in the next 2 months or [...] -
I guess she’s going to do it;
all of them – they couldn’t give a shit
what happens to someone else’s kid,
what happens on the factory floor,
what happens when people are poor –
and if you join to die,
you can get college paid for.
College never offered a class for me,
called,
“living with Killing the enemy you see,â€
and now I’m [...] -
Is it the curse of the oppressed that they should oppress? the occupied to occupy; the down trodden to climb above and trod down those they've climbed over? Is repayment so ingrained it will cross over generations - this filthy currency of hate to be traded by the sour hands of Victim Set down at [...]
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it is the bricks in the wall with the crumbling mortar that make the ambush come alive.
where the dandy lion cracks the pavement – insisting on life is where the poetry of time exists as resistance to these feeble kings who’ve had their beds maid by starlings on strings.
Where trees commit suicide rather than shade [...] -
thinking of zen
find out just what you don’t need. put it on sale and buy 10 of them. say it was worth saving the money.
pick out a small dark spot that is scary. send your children in to it without light. tell them it was an effort towards freedom.
take a nail and pound it through [...] -
I’ve been dying for the Propaganda Dream
They put it in motion – I don’t know when
Make me want freedom, and all that.
But something went awry –
The Propaganda Dream can’t hold up to lies.
Oh, the dream was good – Freedom, Equality
With Capital F’s and E’s;
no one gets on your back.
this dream of a voice
in the way [...]
