through sixth-sense lenses built into focused-frames; the unacknowledged legislator zooms in on the landscape hidden i… to dissect, digest and divulge

Orphan Ontology (an obituary for… swap the snapping turtle for shado… it’s Plato’s cave all the way down shimmering hexagonal revelations stream through my Dimethyltryptami…

blazing the tall grass of the past acting the big bad wolf huffing, puffing cigarettes and blowing up Peruvian powder. dancing on stages and tables

City of flickering dust crusted li… along homeless haven’d stained sha… where lampposts tell twisted tall… seen in the reflections of shop wi… of the stalking capitalist machine…

drowning on the closing page of wi… along the filth stained streets, downtown Cape Town, i walk upstream through the sea of turnstile smile…

the flowers lay torn with seeds split into thorns loose ends are dead ends where the rose bed once slept. city of sawdust and debris

let me kiss you below the depths touched by simmering rays crashing like waves onto your bron… on a sunny day

i rack the depths of my conscious… hoping to find what the unconscious hides. exploring the mysterious deep cave… of my psyche,

we sat in Hippel’s wine bar, among patron plebs and pipe smoke smack bang in Berlins bubbling bra… spilling beer and oozing brain jui… our table filled with the cool dud…

we are the square-eyed children who swim in radio waves from our rooms of solitude, painted in blue moods and hues of synchronized views

We are yesterday’s children: judged by a standard curriculum, t… but nothing of merit. where possibilities are limited to what you’ll inherit.

wearing a scarecrow expression on his ironed flat-lined half-pie ebb and flow face, he fades into the backdrop in this

Flooded mind in an arid desert exi… my oasis is a square peg in Maslows hierarchy. feed me paper plated possibilities while my lungs burn

Eight thousand puzzle-piece butterflies fill the memory carded banks of discarded blank cyberspace Alzheimers.

above the ashtray valley, blood splattered light of sunrise shines on the factory town, manufacturing marching slaves,