New Fork Statue (KangyMand Basin 14th)

I'll be myselves
In a dimension or six
For the wind has blown
Across the lands of oils and hearts
That are fooled by
Mesmeric tricks

They treed me
In red branches
Veins of the world
I lost my leaves
Dripped them like
Sopping children of blood
And autumns of soldiers
Were my statistics

This year I will make skies
Fall red snows
And over Jerusalem
It shall blend with
Crimson mud
Crosses and moons

I shall burn with red ice
For we have played
With atavistic fires
Of Genghis , Alexander
Treading iron shod
In the East empires
Strange how the heat of hate
Is in cold steels
In the cultures of neurotic
Liars...

I'm a tree of Time
Check my rings
Gas thickened in
New gas seasons
I'll grow as fast as I can
For your wars and oils
Have given me extra
Carbon reasons .....

EYE RACK

And they shall draw
The blood on racks of spikes
And pin the eye

And sayeth the nail of
Him come alive again
Who sent his pain
Down from heaven's
Electric sky :

"Paint from the spear
Where the Roman brother
Pierced my parchment
Dip in my skin of dying fear
Let the colours ache
Let them slip under
And into the nation's tear"

STARS AND SPIKES

Who can be asleep
As the gods groan
And the hidden
Face of us forms its moan?
Flying nails and snot
Scab of sisters on the sand
Heated meat some hair
And one hand.
I'm belching cars
And hiding light
From primitive stars
Media planets of cream of screams
Radio beings
Scratched the ears
Of the moon as they passed
It must have been us
Wavelength hells
Flame actors and the
Distorted eletromagnetic cast

Cogon Crankskank Wolf Of KangyMand

Anything to eat
Bulletskull all bare
Aluminium aircraft
Wire over there

Chock of track
Perhaps to spare ?

Sniff sniff
I come from
The terrified states
To scare ....

Crish crum cramble
Boneydusts
Chomp scrape amble
Oily lusts
Oohhh skull bones
Crushylusts ...

The Burning Bush In The KangyMand Desert

And at the chest of
Woman they fed ,
Or did they
Have their throats
Sanded in a gag of throttle
Suck this country
Suck that
Black ooze milks
From a bottle

I love my milk
Of death and rage
And anal black
Give me the ripped up nipple
I'll ram myself
Beyond all need
Into the ass or tits they call Iraq ....

There's nothing like an oilgasm ...