Distracted



Strange perspective to look 
up from the ground 
Burnt concrete gardens 
hearing loud sirens
Screaming and yelling
with different people,
looking down from above

Above them, 
the doves, 
in clear azure skies,
hearing
the ocean waves

Floating feathers 
fluttering over 
wings and nest
Somebody said;
'To the burnt earth 
we will return'
Anointed,
because the embrace is 
so deep, 
it loves

It curls as a child,
fields of falcons,
and sounds
of wild coyote,
singing,
with full moon
silhouettes,
dancing,
upon swaying flames 

Treaties 
and broken
claims

The elder spoke 
Taught us about
destiNation,
changing our world

The simplicity of rain,
falling from
the leaves 

Drop, 
by drop

The crimson day, 
that begins the same way, 
as yesterday

Today,
the road is warm and hard

Old,
still Alive

Waking up this morning,
looking into the sky
Blinded,
with
fatal desires

Walking out onto the road,
distracted,
by nature

Knowing, 
that it didn't really need to 
stop,

it just kept on 
going

CAL dd 11/02/2015



Digital Rush Hour



In the digital rush hour
faces are listed
books of sorrow
Alone in coffin
comments
Flowers are
lost sonnets 
eaten by bitter
monologues
lost in nameless
dialogues 

Learning the digital braille
Before 
kissing the earth
to hell
Moaning and groaning 
Giving birth to matrix
cloning
Alive and well
as empty slaves
in digital graves
We learn the games 
in simulated heaven
Floating on wings of the 
misled raven 

Living in a glass 
tube
Learning more from the 
instant porn
because it’s 
biology mixed with
modern society

But we fell from grace
Leaving us crazy 
lazy 
suicidal screens
We’re hundred ten 
before 
we're born
Inside and out
torn
Outside to in
the matrix umbilical
sin

cut

The world’s undone
The fastest laser
In the west 
with such
Digital finesse 

But still failed

the fucking

test

CAL dd 13/03/2015



Beat (world)







Low murmurs of talk
The children are taught
languages of
lost tradition
Years passed in torches
acts of contrition
Wars of borders
sheltered revolution
Just to come back to a
evolution
A simple human being
An extraordinary
species
that forgot nature
Embracing anything
everything
A past
a present
a future
The mass
of devastating
confusion
A lost
constitution,
running down tins of
thirty five cent beers
and hardened tears

We learn
We yearn
This life we earned
that runs down long city streets,
eats your body and soul,
smells of urine in cold alleys
Or reaches for an embrace
that chases the sunset

We’re coins set spinning
Lights dimming
Concrete steeples beaming,
with the electricity of
a new beginning,
beat in a system,

bleeding

Chasing digital screens of listed,
human beings
That are faceless in glass
Protected tubes
We can be anything we want
A women,
A man,
A robot,
A can

Uncle fucking Sam,
with a taxing,
shaking hand,
or a midget dictator,
sitting on a throne,
A father or mother,
A son a daughter,
A priest or a nun,
The sexy lace undone

Anything is everything
A generation of nothing
Looking into empty eyes
Because pain is,
a world insane

Running from the cops,
throwing rocks of change
The system remains,
while a world is chained,
and the poets are,
the wings of,
our escape

ALSO BEAT

From China, India,
and Texas
From Israel and Lebanon,

we've seen it
all

The peace we have
lost
In a tube,
behind a glass,
tossed in a mood,
without a,
border
look over there,
over your shoulder,
the weapons of truth

We’re all beat,
in an allegiance
of cheat

In God we trust?

printed

On a dollar bill,
a rusted thrill
Hidden under the panties
of  a stripping slave

who will it save…


CAL dd 13/01/2014