Wednesday, December 31, 2008

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!...


8 DAYS
By "OBSIDIAN!!!"LongRiver c. 2009

it's New years Eve!
the balls gonna drop
pop the champaign and
drain away yester-years
fears and pain...

kiss the Queen and
the one you love
get laid in a warm
bed while the snowflakes
wash away the debris
of the Skeksies too
broke to have a hangover
the next day...

Oh, Me?

what's my plan for
New Years Eve?

I'mma bum a couple of
bucks from anyone i can
buy myself a 40oz of
Nigger Kill-
spill my semen in
my hand...

smoke myself a bone
put my headphones on
listen to the silky smooth
voice of Marlena Shaw
sing: "Go away little boy"
so sultry and deep

and cry
myself to sleep
for 8 days...

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

UNTIL THE NEXT CONTACT...PEACE!...


A DEDICATION
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 1995



To my father
who died with all The Knowledge
in his head

To my mother
who taught me to
read “The Book”
in my bed

To the Great Architect Of The Universe
who created the world
with a word
She said

I offer a prayer
that these poem might
be widely read
-Amen Ra

Thursday, December 11, 2008

OF THE SACREDOTAL...


Lectures on the Square
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerpt from "Zen is Now" c. 2006]



i see you over there
holding the compass and the square

you old pythagorean
geometrician
mystical
magical
top hat wearing
magician
spinning
fibers of space time
like a mad electrician
setting the condition
for a new dimension
-al partition

i see you over there
holding the compass and the square

you old masonic
craftsman
philosophical draftsman
compass wielding
copper smelting
past master
circumnavigating
traveler
circumambulating
arcane dabbler
of trigonometric matter
mastering trigonometry
while circumscribing
tetrahedral geometry

i see you over there
holding the compass and the square

you old oceanographer
rune shaking
cryptographer
stone guilding
cathedral building
royal arch
philosopher stone
seeking archaeologer

i see you over there
holding the compass and the square

-yeah

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

TO THEDA DETLOR...THANK YOU FOR SHINING A LITTLE LIGHT UPON US FELLOW POETS...NOW YOUR LIGHT BELONGS TO THE STARS...


Theda
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



flowers dance
flowers arc
why are some flowers
set in the dark?

flowers whirl
flowers spin
why does the winter time
seem to never end?

flowers open
flowers toil
flowers meet up with flowers
to form a bouquet
upon a wall...

flowers dance
flowers bend
some flowers break off
and get tossed
...by the wind

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

OF THE RITUAL...


Dervish
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 1999

from the stone to the throne
from the throne to the stone

under the canopy of Muwaki
we met at night

from the stone to the throne
from the throne to the stone

round and round we whirled
the circle tight

and Ibin Azize makes salat on
his knees while galaxies spin
away listlessly in the night

from the stone to the throne
from the throne to the stone

round and round we hold
hands as we pull the
circle in our flight

from the stone to the throne
from the throne to the stone

Sheik Mekmed's turban
gets caught in a loop of light!

REMEMBERING YOU


PROPS
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2001

when we use to walk hand in hand
like puppets dangling by a string
then
all of the world around us seemed
like props
now that the strings that
bind us has been cast away
once again
the props
have become the world

Saturday, November 08, 2008

ABSURD ISN'T IT?...


Life
By "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008

Life
It's the greatest
Experience that i'll
Never remember...

Friday, November 07, 2008

THE TIME IS NOW TO AWAKEN, MY DEAR...


The Awakening
By "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008

Christ!
The Dragon
Is awakening

Cthulhu has opened
His eyes from
Millennia’s sleep...

Monday, October 27, 2008

THE 1ST CHRIST


The Two Caves
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008

The true light is
Hidden in the darkness
It comes to you like
The mother Innana
Sophia the bringer of
Forbidden wisdom from the
Fruit of the forbidden tree
Effluvium light!
Light my way out of
This darkness!
That mine eye can
see...

Thursday, August 07, 2008

THE KINGDOM IS WITHIN YOU...


The Orichalcum Ship
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



i met a man
i don't know if it
was in this body
or the next

as i fell into my head

i met a man and
i don't know if it
was in this life
or the next

but he carried me away
to the 3rd heavens

as i fell into my head

where an angel
spoke to me
in inutterable words
words i cannot speak

as i fell into my head

across the distant
milkyway i left
the Lady of Sorrows
upon the white-faced
moon who spoke
unspeakable words

as i fell into my head
aboard the orichalcum ship

so come with me to
the lost kingdom of
Nablashana
because in Nablashana
did kublah khan take flight
on a comet at night
away from the
terrible crystal

as i fell into my head
aboard the orichalcum ship

the Lady of Tears
i left on the white-faced
moon bound by chains
which bound the worlds
in an ocean of blue
sorrow

so take a flight with
me and the man from
the 3rd world as we
fall into my head
aboard the orichalcum ship

Wednesday, August 06, 2008


"The spoken word is the
most powerful thing in the world."
-Paul Mooney

Friday, July 25, 2008

MYSTICAL REFLECTIONS...


"The greatest form of sorcery and alchemy
is poetry with it our hearts are opened
with an obsidian blade-and held up to the sun!"
-"OBSIDIAN!!!"

Monday, June 16, 2008

DON'T FORGET TO BREATH, GRASSHOPPER...


CHI
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



breath the chi, babey!
don't get lost
ride the breath
of the dragon...

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

ABOUT TIME...


Shoe
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



I'm just waiting for
the other shoe to drop...

I could be a mummy tucked
away in millenial's sleep
or a grizzley bear hybernating
in a tunnel deep

Just waiting for the other
shoe to drop...

So what the hell is time?
but a series of events
spread out in a line

1 shoe 2 shoes-stop!
a pistol shot starts
the Boston marathon run

So what the hell is time?

Race to the mailbox
for a correspondence from
the other side of the world

Waiting in line
waiting for your time
to die...

I'm just waiting for
the other shoe to drop...

So what the hell is time?

ABOUT SEX...

Sex
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



it's like engaging
in bafoonery and
coming out of it
and saying: "what the fuck
have i done
?"

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

BLOOD MAKES THE GRASS GROW GREEN...DRILL SERGEANT!...


muthafucka
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



muthafucka-
i have a chip on
my shoulder the
size of New York

and i'm dying for
you to knock it off
just brush up against
me again and i'll tear
into your soul like a
bad case of the ebola virus

yeah i'll tear right
through your soul
and into your very essence

then soul will meet soul
like we did in antient times!
when soul clashed with soul
like we did way back in
antient times!

like in the time of Alexander
and the Ptolomies

muthafucka-

like we did in the times
of the Persians under
Artaxerxes

like we did back in
the days of Pharaoh Necho
and Nabopollassar

muthafucka-

i'll tear into
your soul like we did
in antient times!
when soul met soul
on the battlefields of
Meggido when the
Assyrian king Sin-shar-iskun
clashed against the Babylonians
under Nebuchadnezzar

like when Hannibal came up
against the Romans
like they did in the days
of Robert the Bruce
and Williams Wallace

-muthafucka

yeah i have a chip on
my shoulder the size
of New York
and i'm dying for
you to knock it off

-muthafucka

"JUST REMEMBER THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL MAYBE YOU"-Arrowsmith


THE RU
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c.2008



Bessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

a tree
a blade of grass
the wind
blazing the 4 corners
of your ass, buddy

Bessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

a mountain top
a cloud
rain fall and
a babbling brook
at night

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

thunder
a bolt of
neon light
a forest fire
raging
spreading across
the trees

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darknesss
and brings about the infinite light!

Aleph
Beth
Gamel
Daleth

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

eagle feathers
the cry of a wolf
a tornado
roaring across
the plain
a sight to see

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

Blessed is the Ru that
takes away the darkness
and brings about the infinite light!

Blessed
is
the Ru
that
takes
away the
darkness
and
brings
about
the infinite
light...

Monday, May 19, 2008

THESE EYS OF MINE...


Iron Sights
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



i use to close
my eyes everytime
i fired my M16

afraid of fire
afraid of light

so i asked my Drill Sergeant
"Drill Sergeant! why do i close
my eyes everytime i fire
my M16?"

"'cause you're a bitch!"
[laughter from the platoon]
"no, seriously, Drill Sergeant!
why do i close my eyes
everytime i fire my M16?"
"cause you're a dick!"

after that i never closed
my eyes again

through Bagdad
and mujahadeen screams

i never closed
my eyes again

through the siege of Fallujah
saw battle buddies close their
eyes to rest eternally on
foriegn soil

i never closed
my eyes again

through Al-Qaida
shouts of "Allah hu akbar!'

i never closed
my eyes again

through
Basrah
Tikrit
Masul
explosions

i never closed
my eyes again

Drill Sergeant!
i'll never close
my eyes again...

DEAR MOTHER...

Sallie
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c.2008



Blessed Be
My Mother!

The ancient Goddess Astarte
Who taught me to
Eat from the fruit of the
Tree of wisdom

Who baptised me in her
Amniotic sea

Blessed Be
My Mother!

The 1st Christ
Who ascended from the depths
Of hell
Just to be crucified upon
The cross-roads of the
Material world

Who taught me how
To speak to turn
'Gagagoogoo's' into
Diatribes of dialectical
Materialisms

Blessed Be
The womb of the earth
That shall receive me
Again for millinials sleep

Aleph
Beth
Gamel
Daleth

Blessed Be
My mother!

With her familiar pocketbook
Swing and her relentless
Bible-thump

Blessed Be
The Goddess Sallie
Who endured the countless
Years of my father's mustache
Persecutions

To embrace her tormenter
To her swollen breast and
To bless and release him
To fly away upon
Sulpheric skies...

But-
Curse Be he
That receives her
Dissappointed stare
And suffer the incurable
And eternal stain
of lost

MA BADD...


MY BADD
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



my fault is that eye
look too deeply into
your eyes

my fault is that eye
look so deeply that
eye see past the crab
nebula of your irises
and into your soul

that's when soul meets soul
and eye remember you!
when we use to walk
hand in hand past the
ruins of Atlantis and
the lost kingdom of Mu

nah?...
MY BADD

Monday, April 28, 2008

FEEL THE FIRE...


BURN
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



Burn
let it burn
from the East coast
to the Jordan's parting
the Hudson River sea

Let it burn
from the Empire State
to the torch of liberty

Burn
from Oshkosh Wisconsin
to Washington D.C.
burn it down like stubble
in a kiln the flame as
high as you can see

Burn
from the Finger Lakes
to the Mississippi
burn from the federal
courts of bufoonery
to the mediocrty

Let it burn
from the hills of Beverly
to the Great White Way
burn from the governor's
mansion to the Palisades

Burn
from the offices of the D.A.
to the roads of Zimbabwe
burn from the depot
of Grand Central Terminal
to Chattanooga and back
burn
from the Sudan to the
oilfields of Iraq

Burn
from Succoth to Zaradatha
burn from the Vatican
to the Red Sea
burn from the Halls of
Montezuma to the shores
of Tripoli

Let the fire of freedom burn
for everyone to see
let it burn
let it burn

Burn!
Burn!

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

AT THE PUBLIC LIBRARY...




Misty
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008



i saw jack kerouac today
and i'm misty
drops of fallen rain
against the gurgle of
a waterfountian
leaves me misty

beat poet's existential hunger
for emotion and pain
beat poet's eternal hunger
to be down and out
and i'm misty

broke
empty pockets
empty bed
full of 'bennies' and booze
empty head makes me wonder
was herbert huncke misty?

luminous mysterious lines
play on my sanity bringing
me solice in my solidtude-
existential way
and i'm misty

mystic new jersey life
filled with karaoke blues
filled with karaoke booze
made me ponder
'am i a really a mystic'?
-misty

mysterious words scribbled
on discarded notepads
saved in paneled glass
in a side show makes me
feel misty

i saw a jack kerouac
in a side show today...
-and i walked away
feeling very
misty-

Friday, February 22, 2008

PAYS TO BE AROUND...


Where's Daniel?
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c.2008

where's Daniel at?
in alleyways
and sleezy barbacks
on cheapened souplines
with hands in pocket
against the wind

where's Daniel at?
in porno-shops
brothels and
opium dens
sleeping in libraries
and bookstores until 10

in central park after
dark with a bottle of
coors scribbling poems
with discarded pens
looking for a pair of
shoes with vagabond
blues on street corners
way after the sun's gone
down

where's Daniel at?
in front of churches
and synagogues that
pass their time giving
away swag in paper bags brown

in smoke-filled bars
playing movie star
in poetry joints
at liquor stores
in front of cigarette machines
and waiverly's public assistance
haunts

on concrete floors
bodega stores
wooden park benches
piss corner stenches
stairways
and alleyways leading to
county jail stretches

i'll tell you where
Daniel wasn't at!
at a funeral parlor
as the chorus rose louder
roses adorning
your body lifeless and grey
where friends and family met
with handkerchiefs wet
as the pallbearers carried
your body away

PTSSSS!...STAY AWAY FROM ALL THAT MEDICATION...YA HEAR?


TARDIVE DYSKINESIA
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008

I shake
the ground quakes
the richter scale moves
5.4 to 7.9
sends a shimmer up my spine

Upsetting landscapes
of my once content mind
sleep depravated
erection's belated
can't express how much
I HATE IT...

But i bought it whole
sold my soul to a drug
to a pharmacist who
pimped me out for a jones
tardive dyskinesia rattling my bones

Resigned to a rendevous of
dissapointment
the disjointment re-arranges my tones
labotomies are evil
so just in case the scalpel of kneivel
psychaitrist get medieval...
while dispensing the chemical
dichotomies
which are chemical labotomies

Leaves you shaking
like leaves on a tree
but you're cured and
i am quenched
in the miasma
bent on my knees
before a golden golblet
of Pfizer eutopian pie
gone awry

It takes a long time
to die of a precscription
drug overdose
unconsciousness is your
next killer
oblivion's deep sleep
into the blackness of
the void's triller-in-manila
drift sweet sweet sleep
is all that i believe
when nothing is the poet's
ineptitude

'Cause there's no other substitute
for a tardive dyskinesia
causing drug

Monday, January 14, 2008

FOR THE INQUISITIVE MIND...

The Curious
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2008

come
from another time and space
a gentle angel with
fire in his eyes
with an inefiable name
when yesterday belonged
to promises lost in the
present tense

manipulated by greedy hands
that caress the compass
of my heart

come to the universe
warping space and time
to the celestial palace
among the multitude
of stars kindered by
the spirits taking you
to a crescendo
on an octave above

FREE AT LAST...


YAHWEH
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c.2008

set us free Yahweh
from your concentric
prison of space time
even if it be to the
blackness of the void
to the blackness of the
void "Let it be!"

set us free from
landscapes made of
twisted architecture
and concrete
gorgoles trapped by nine
feet circles and squares
pertruding from the hieghts
of edifices constructed
by the jinn...