Category Archives: Words

Piss & Plastic

We’re walking on the water and swimming through the air we’re flying through our days now we’ve got no time to care   We’re higher than the Rockies and deeper than old bones we’re burying humanity with eyes glued to … Continue reading

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Lucky We Live Hawaii

We’re lucky we live Hawaii, must be the vog though ’cause we can’t see turtles and monk seals dying and we can’t hear Kanaka crying, and we don’t have a word to say when it’s independence day in this land … Continue reading

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The Gods That We Trust

We sigh as we watch  synagogues, mosques, and  black churches burning. We’re yearning for a better  world but we’re too comfortable  in this one. We watch the news it’s just reruns, cops killing unarmed black people and Muslim cities turned … Continue reading

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Supremacy White

The red, white, & blue  is still killing black & brown  to keep Wall Street green  and supremacy white. How  do we sleep so well at night?  

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And The Ocean Would Stand Still

Some days I wish the moon would disappear and night  would bring a darkness  unseen and the ocean would  stand still as glass and the stars, the whole universe  would be right there floating on  the water, so close  that … Continue reading

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There Was A Shooting

There was a shooting  star in the sky last night and  I wished upon it and it stopped, mid flight and I knew that things would be alright      

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I Shrug

Sometimes I’m walking around the farm and I feel something touch my arm and I look back and see a spiderweb destroyed by me and, having destroyed something so beautiful something so incredible having destroyed so much hard work so … Continue reading

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