rivers of gold
shimmering cities that glow…
a robot will hold my head
when I feel dead, or I just want to die…
watching the crimson blood tornado inside
I watch the blood spiral and slide down the stream,
fade into gold as I fade in and out of this dream.
magnetic waves run right through the city.
a hot silver streak and we speak in loose change.
president heads roll out of my mouth,
tongues metallic from mercury toothaches.
trying to dig out the liquid god
dying inside from this drooling mirage
every tool the garage has in it
has spent a few minutes
inside of the hole
that takes in the gold
spits out the black mold
when I do what I’m told.
chiseling, i chip ivory- spit ivory tusks
into the gut of Mao Tse-tung
my tongue flings golden rainbows
when the mercury’s pulled by the magnetic wave,
sway the golden grain. go, blow volcano!
lava rock..
on top of the lava rock
give it girth, give it earth
give it green, grow the grass, burst the fern,
minerals churn underground.
crystallized visions with stimuli being from sound
now life starts to take shape
gems underground get to grow when the gates close
… get to stick in the hair of the goddess
these gem will then power all objects
that feel that attraction…
along the way, something has happened
when it’s open, we cap it.
whatever is in, they extract it
splash it around, pave the ground
get the gold safe and sound
get it home, left alone
build a poem and the poets burn bridges…
take the ash from the aftermath, pack an urn with it.
as the world turns, grab the digits
badminton, paddling rocketship shuttlecocks
pockets are donkey ears
after the new golden age…
after it’s gone and the gold coats the road rage
victims get coated and frozen
on high speed modems and cocaine.
below the surface all tome’s are thrown in the shade
stitched a poem through the home of the brave
but with a cold blade, a serrated knife
that tore a slice through the fabric of life.
… we need to make holes so the light can shine through.
it feels as if everyone has been blinded by design
but the federal reserve is inside of our minds
if we truly want wealth, we should speak what’s inside
so just open your mouth, let it shine!
