Chattering like flustered magpies

Chattering like flustered magpies We slave for our supper Meet renowned thinkers Read of Stalin and Turks and Ottomans with … More

At this goat-fuck of a gallows

At this goat-fuck of a gallows, Preside prime-time vengeance Gassed kurds be damned With shit-stained korans Today we dispatch the … More

Sharia, Baklava

Sharia-to-go: All the justice she can affordAll the mercy afforded her the lash Render unto herThe exhaust, the cataract of … More

All these years, praying to the wrong rock? Doubt not the geometers of spiders and gods

Doubt not the geometers of spiders and gods They’ve directed us to the incorrect rock So we pray the … More

Mohammed’s maggots

Meddlers of the new mathMaggot distillersPockets filled with gum-drop gods, marked “Distribute to youth” smile, “Say cheese!” Alchemists of the … More

Jerez: Our stones beg for a river

Our stones shear, like our religions. There’s the catch, the shiver. The believer, he beg for a river.

Oh, sure, your soldiers salted cicadas

Oh, sure, your soldiers salted cicadas As with our poppies Nonetheless We, scorpions We expect a yield

Cicadas n otro sacrifices

Oh, sure, you salted cicadasWe, scorpionsWe, expect a yield We harried hornets to hysterics to a blind hate We poisoned … More

Raised among pomegranates

We harry hornets to hystericsWe poison scorpions w their own eggsThis generation raised among pomegranates must die

Daughter yours, bolt-action god ours

The breech, the block, the betrothal Your sunless daughter Our bolt-action god What’s done is done Inshallah

You Hazari, you Herati, atonement awaits

You Hazari, you, Herati, you Kabuli, you Kandahari Open your city gates Acknowledge your sun-dried debt Atonement awaits: Glory to … More

Alibaba’s 3 asses

Come! My presidents Go! You kings Bring! Your platoon forty of thieves Free! Get! Put! Strap! Your riches Well! Upon … More

Yield thee a mantis of bother

We are hornets bred w scorpion genesHornet father, scorpion motherGuard your daughtersYield thee a mantis of bother

As you would any sparrow

Father You should kill me as you would any sparrow Bury me in your garden Daughter

Madrasa-mutton, seared

This madrasa-mutton, seared Swing Sleep Spin On skewers run-through

Like any poisoned goat

We shall excrete your brood Our haunches down Our knees bowed Our eyes screwed Like any colic mule Like any … More

Hair-dressers and daughters

We shunt them retarded cicadas Back Down To end their days With dying potatoes With sightless centipedes Hair-dressers and daughters … More

Daughters buried like dirty cicadas

Daughters forced underground like dirty cicadas

Alibaba’s atonement awaits

Atonement like colorless unpainted stripped sun-bleached dawn like daughter empty wordless awaits

Alibaba’s 9-volt brother

Remember the brother dismember: Up-ended him Suspended, w other wingèd mice Splayed against your nine-volt algae-green night Who forgot the … More

Alibaba’s cyclics, fire sale

Bring your night-visions for barter Sell your valkyries, rotor by rotor

Alibaba’s platoon 40 o thieves

Come! My presidents Go! As kings Bring! Your platoon 40 of thieves Strap! Your riches Well! Upon your albino asses

I mistook César for Jésus

Jerez: Our stones, they shear, they shear like our religions

Our stones, they shear, they sheer like our religions.

Córdoba: My mouth is a Moorish gate

My mouth is a Moorish gate of rhinestones and piercings and spikes.

Haiku for Jesus

jesus said, “hey, what you doing here hiding in the water from the draughts in the gap-filled room, where the … More

god is a bee without a chair, v0

god is a bee without a chair, v0 I believe in birds , not bees , nor wasps , nor … More

“I believe in birds, not bees

i believe in birds, not bees, nor wasps, nor hornets. god is a bee without a chair each i fly … More

The Alhambra Decree

Fortify now: You have lost your astrolabe and cast adrift where souls find no purchase … sent to the middle … More

In visit to a fatherless god

were the sickening of swallows nowlet us go to church my friend you and i spread out against the sky … More

The St Francis Series #1

if i were but a sister of mercy i’d have no disgrace in this death of a bed if i were but … More

The St Francis Series, #2

you canonizable freak filled with silent artillery shriek

The St Francis Series, #5

and you, afraid and you afraid to climb ten-storey mountain me

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