We’re talking about a freedom
from money and power.
What do you mean?
Blank look.
We’re talking about a freedom
from money and power.
Looks at TV.
I don’t understand you.
I gotta go.
I’ll talk to you next week.
Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
Category: video poem
Heaven
I think is being able to love.
No, not drugs.
not the love of drugs.
Love. Love!
Love, love, love, love.
Love is not the love of drugs.
For heaven is being able to love
without using drugs
with the pure feel of love
in the sunshine
like kittens.
Like 2 little kittens in the sun.
Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
I’m building a heart,
building a heart,
building a heart of elasticity.
With olive oil, heartbreak,
stress and disease,
smoking and running,
failure and fiendism,
I’m building a heart of
elasticity.
A net of the universe,
a fabric of breath,
a bender of molecules,
I build a new heart
and the old heart
inside of me,
the same singing heart
and the super-heart ringing
in the net
of the beat.
– Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
you cannot surpass
the ketchup and skullz.
you cannot surpass
Ye ketchup and skullz!
in Texarkana, Texas
there is a place called
Old Tyme Burger Shoppe.
Ten children are missing
in the place between
here
and
now.
They’re left for air and radiation,
our Father’s home is in the sky.
The housing development contains wood panel walls
and alarm clocks,
tables with plates of crackers sitting on top them
and spilled cups of juice.
The housing development expands
and receives
the edge of Space and the daybreak.
Between 500 square miles a cosmic living room
begins to open to the heavens, ballistic missile silos,
and the ionized atmosphere.
There are the children,
in uniforms and now giants in mirrored optical physics.
A character in a cartoon show yells,
“It’s an optical illusion, we’re headed to Dimension 15!”
The character is being shown to you on television
(or in the mirrored optical physics market).
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