Don’t Flatter My Stains (A Collaboration with Jamie Marie Rose and I)


Something like daffodils flourish in my mind.

Yellow and gold, sunshine and light.
When I pluck one, two more take its place.
Their petals flutter off with the wind,
Become butterflies,
Become raindrops,
Become a movie.

Stinging the wind might make it all collapse.
Create rainbows, shy at first compliments.

Fructus the hand oasis said,
Tire out whatever is left on typewriters and silver screens.
The boys of imbibe can nibble on poison.

Those same chemicals slide down my throat.

I didn’t want to be a star,
Feeling the wind whistle through my teeth when I smile.
I don’t want the praise of the choirs, the adoration of the faceless.

Don’t.
Don’t flatter me.

The blush in the sky can’t come soon enough.
This witching hours has me surrounded.

My demons.
…Your demons.

Acapella choir, must you stain gravity’s gas?
Of course the hours plea,
Salvador Dali never repeats himself.
I’ll be your sculpture
I’ll be your melting clock.
Hence the temperature in your veins require a rebirth.
You know I’m on fire with it,
This oil slick burn.
It’ll eat me alive,
It’ll make my skin peel off.

Charmingly charred,
I’ll be your incendiary angel with a smart name in neon.

Hydro-sonic piercing sings,
Now you strangle the levitating circle.
If the pyramid’s eye opens,
Poke its pupil

And watch the river of cinema cleanse your feet.

 

 

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I’m honored to have Collaborated with Jamie Marie Rose. She’s a tremendous writer, packed with a style like no other and has a phenomenal vision of how she pictures the world around her. It was a privilege to collaborate Jamie Rose. Please pay her a visit to her incredible brilliant works: https://jamiemarierose.wordpress.com/

Thank you Jamie. You are awesome! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Zorn’s Moscow Fuzz

Fizzle crushes these mantra psychedelic hands –
to orchestrate perfume path enema.

Improvise flesh suicide nation crisis.

The jamboree cruelty
of gurgle spells,
turns simulator footman crucifix
into a fuzz octet whipping red.

Moscow dogs
shit out a mysterious alert woe. 
Skylark Zorn, dead seamless sore,
Ukrainian topless cephalalgia begins.

 

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Morricone Metal (The Orchestra Bees Conquered Cain)

Fear the lizard pollination maw –
morricone sax vocals
his autopsy radiation 5,
hearsay conquered eclecticism
to disfavor poignant biopic bassoon.

The fatigue dollar
felt a dengue expel
from its filmography versatile tarantula.
The hagridden limivorous;
said to the glass groaning audition bees…
“Penitent tornado lambdoid
turns thee onto
kelpie murrain;
alka seltzer piddle gist.

A gamble warns parcel –
herein baroque born antennas;
featuring chord R’s
& metal multilingual zozo.

Obsolescence syncopation –
parrhesia violin Cain,
post-synched to god’s
philippic hair-like Bermuda T.

 

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No part of Morricone Metal (The Orchestra Bees Conquered Cain) – may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means: electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Charlie Zero the Poet and his poetry works with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.