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The Vampire and the Farmer

Once upon an aging mosquito
of healing time,
There was an ancient heroic farmer
not unlike Hercules
if he had lived too long
redressed
and sometimes addressed
as green Goddess Gaia,

Feeling uncomfortable in matronly vampire farming drag
and yet, what to do,
sooner or later
some story will require a transgender vampire
growing up a mature mosquito
still hoping to become
a more cooperative Herculean Farmer
for Future HealthTribes of America.

Farmers of nurturing blood,
of course,
a Robin GaiaHood
of and for all wounded and wounding Mosquitoes
and their outdoor victim allies ten-toed
all following WinWin preferred instructions
from DNA’s original fractal
Green RNA spirals
restoring eco-justice advocates–
green peace Herculean heroes
and vampire heroines.

Blood
like heroin for mosquito vampire Pirates
stealing from inhumanely rich organic ships,
walking and running toward our vampire hero’s
shadowed nights.

Nightmare BigShips who got away
harvest stations
for WinWin mosquito farmers
praying and preying and praising and pining
passing in warm summer’s romantic nights
with transgender heroic parental pretensions,
intentions
sacred ecological intuitions
to co-redeem blood justice
to revive PositivEnergy organic networks
of mosquito flying
vampire Future Angels
harvesting and replanting

Once Upon a VampireFarmer
rode Gaia’s GreenGoddess
husbanding Ego-EcoTherapy.

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Of Vampires and Witches and Wizards, oh my!

Did you ever notice
our vampire legends
are almost always patriarchal,
sometimes even princely
and excruciatingly royalist,
elitist?

While witches plot and evil plan
in coven craven circles
more undershadow than legendary.

Wizards might be BullyVampire Princes
while witches may be victimized and victimizing crones,
old lesbian maidens
too dry and brittle
to become an engorged
bloody rapacious time-hoarding vampire Princess.

Did you ever notice
blaming secular vampire Trumpian Princes
shaming EcoFeminist Witches
and paranoid vampirate operatic witch-hunting
on media outlets
and in intermediating cooperative networks
co-investing Real and FakeNews messages
brought to us by Vampire Toxic Patriarchalism?

Did you ever notice
naked media vampirate corporations,
Bad Ole’ RedNeck
Gun Totin Boys
will become WinLose AngerMismanaged Vampirates
LeftBrain dominant
orthodox
Either/Or activists
of fundamental monoculturing blood-extraction intent

Yang extractions
from witchy-wiki ZeroZone
reverse-turn revolutionary ZeroNomial articulation.

I welcome warm cooperative notices
from other eco-privileged Yang with Yin Wizards,
and also invite being polyphonically ignored
by OtherWise
notnot my PrinceEgo Wizardly Other

CoEmpathically
bewitching WinWin
need not bother vampiratically over-competing
notnot so witchily bitchily reverse-step
against each WinWin together other

Cooperatively covened matriarchal love networks
Zero Vampire/EcoFeminist Bitch Zones
rather than Yang Vampirishly overpowering ballistic
dualdark victims no longer DNA-RNA yin-squared
ZeroZones vampiratically still EgoOne vampirate alone
apart.

Did you notice
Vampire growing future blood loss
post-revolutionary
brought up by EcoBitches emerging
restorative bloodline justice EarthTribes
for healthy ZeroZone wealth?

Brought back and re-invested
from GaianPrincess Vampirates
elder pre-bicameral
binomial
bilaterally co-arising Revolutions
in ego/ecotherapeutic justice.

Did you ever notice
inside-outside deep learning classrooms?
Filling with WinWin RedVampires
ego/eco Green bewitching
Gaian co-redemption,
health care giving restoration
wiki-reforesting WinWin justice
as RedBlooded EarthTribal
ecowitchy GreenPeace.

Did you ever notice
feeling better about our social bicamerally outside selves
Prince Wizardly naked
ego-privileged vulnerable polypaths
potentiating co-operating
health as sacred integrity wealth?

Did you ever notice
EarthTribal WinWin havens,
polypathic
polyphonic STEAM Green-dynamic
4D cooperatively ego-eco WiseElder encircling
prior 3D patriarchal vampires
against matriarchal bitchy democratic ecowitches
eras
eons
of co-revolutionary ZeroZone dissonance?

Did you ever notice
Taoist Primal LeftYang-Right SacredYin Relationship
of polynomial wizards
singing WinLose YangEgo songs
scripted by notnot polyphonic WitchCoven WinWin echoes
Yin-encircling resonance,
Open Systemic PolyNomials
as notnot yin reverse temporal
WinWin wiki co-integrity
secular/sacred bilaterally resonant 4D
SpaceTime?

Did you ever notice
deep learning YangWizard bodies
with Yin EcoFeminist healthy spirit minds
co-arising Green goddesses
sacred theo-eco-employable
creolizing ego-acclimations?

Did you ever notice
EcoFeminist FutureSearch Wizards
cooperating in-between
Tipping Positive/notnot Negative plans and points
for EarthTribal cooperative review
by DNA with RNA wu-wei cooperatives
speaking bodhisattva eco-responses
to return co-invested lifeblood
of all four prime mindbody chakras
back through revolutionary emergence of sacred natural DNA
from RNA’s cooperative bewitching green-sucking
nutritional diversity?

Did you ever notice
temporal-spaciating Both/And
4D Open WinWin ego/eco-vampiratic closets
reverse-enculturing Golden WinWin Sufficiency Rules
ZeroZone democratically empowering
nutritional health
of robust history
dipolar vampire ego-bleeding Out
GoodWitch eating in bicameral Green tonight
every healthy EarthDay resilient
as also bipolar ZeroZone polypathic wizardry?

Did you ever notice brilliant Yin-squared fractal light
Eulerian-DNA octave double-binding dynamic geometric
prime ZeroZone relational
reconstructing 4D
health-wealth of and for all four prime seasons
Ego/Eco reforesting intra-empathic structures.

If you’ve noticed any of these strange vampiratic
notnot healthy wealth trends,
let all of us know
as ecotherapeutically as possible,
Because now I feel
like a message caught in a vampiratic bottle
still floating in a hoarding ocean
of post-vampire rediscovery
ego-ecotherapeutic co-invested life forward
both Yang health love and yin-wisdom wealth
out-of-bottle opportunity.

If you have noticed none of the above,
then neither have I.
Just checking.

 

 

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Traveling Death Salesman

I can’t sleep.
Or, I can
and did
for three hours
but I continue waking
into a Stephen King nightmare
too real to ignore
because I feel isolated
in this quagmire
of hopeless history.

In this my collective nightmare,
President Trump goes to Saudi Arabia
like Mr. Smith goes to Washington,
bold as an August justice day,
to sell 110 billion dollars of U.S. manufactured ballistics
in this heart of Middle East thirst
for violence–
like selling dope to jonesing crack addicts.

This deal is signed in the blood of our children
then celebrated in full glare of multi media spotlights
with blood dripping off our chins
and hands.
This is a really sweet success
for climate health and freedom fighters
and, oh yes,
our wealthy industrious friends
who rake in their riches
on the strong back
of capitalism’s vaguely cannibalistic WinLose addictions.

This nightmare continues on to Israel
where Jewish leaders wait
until our blood-stained ambassador
of international arm-sales corruption
turns his back
before at last declaring their alarm,
echoed at his next stop
in the Vatican
where even this home of history’s Crusades
finds such dark triumphalism
a bit too treacherously much.

Yet, as often as I awake within this bloodshed bacchanal
blaring with unseemly deep night trumpets
I also wake to total BusinessAsUsual silence
here in this U.S. home.

Here it feels alien accepted
that this is whom we have near bloodlessly become,
crack and frack and oil addicts
selling our preferred markets of death
in exchange for oil
or cash,
our democratically held self-esteem so low
we cannot remember our lowest common denominator
used to be a shared multiculturing Golden Rule.

We have better stuff to sell
for hope of light
not deadly despair.

So here I sit
in the middle of this night’s terrifying domestic silence,
wide awake with guilt
about such dark leadership
we have loosed in a troubling Earth
longing for even just one drop of climate sanity.

110 billion dollars re-invested.
Ours
to grease these well oiled wheels
of military industrializing tycoons
even General President Eisenhower
warned us against.

I guess healing our planet
and our extending brother-sister relationships
will have to wait
until all our guns
and oil,
bombs
and hate,
soldiers
and their innocent children
are gracelessly gone.

I doubt that dawn will ever come again,
yet worry what new macabre celebrations
in vampire cannibalistic capitalism
may appear across our morning screens,
knocking on and out and through our back doors
while our children sleep
in too short innocence.

110 billion for nihilistic death and terror sales
and not one entrepreneurial peep in protest
of sacrilegious prancing.
It is this screaming silence of abject immoral despair
that continues awaking me,
hoping I might see midnight lights
of kindred nightmare souls
haunted by such dark blood business
baldly broadcast as if to help us better sleep.

I toss and turn alone
while other childlike immigrants on Earth
sleep through 110 billion bloody nightmares.

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