Foist God Bomb Acne


Popping pill brown dots!

Rhizome god-bomb
forsooth dead.

Necrosis caliphate
Tibetan peptide toys.

Foist Catholics cuddly acne!

Myrmidon bathe in scree scar.

Formulations bivalve!

Macrophage… slouch the papule basilar.


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49 thoughts on “Foist God Bomb Acne

    1. Thank you Maja.

      I like to experiment with religion, war, & surrealism. I do it in the right context of how any reader would interpret the message behind this poem. I always like to get the readers different view how they would read this poetic riddle. 🙂

  1. An impressive curation of disparate visions around an evasive but unyielding core, to unsettling but musical effect. I don’t know how you do it – I’d be interested to know more about your process but sometimes magic is best left up the magician’s sleeve!

    1. Thank you Don.

      I have always pictured myself as a director of poetry. I produce ideas that no one has ever seen or read it before in a bizarre weird way. My imagination runs wild, getting close to madness feels important to me. Yes, a magician never reveals his tricks.

      Although, I do like to share one thing with you.

      Watch this video.

  2. I could do several analyses of this poem, but let me be my most current organism.
    I feel your words as a war commentary regarding China’s build up in the south seas international waters. They’ve already taken Tibet and are aiming for more domination. They are a peptide acne.
    So is Trump, who may very well end up nuking those SS military man-made islands.

  3. Charlie…this is complex and I need to read it again and again….It’s too complex for my fluff brain right now, so Please excuse me if I don’t make a definitive comment on this poem, I will need to study it (and look up many words!). But I do admire your poetry and your very adventurous spirit in your poetry. My very best to a poet who stretches the mind and breaks down the usual borders!

    1. It’s quite alright.

      Please take your time. I only except the reader to come up with their own interpretation of my writing. There is no right or wrong here. I am curious of your thoughts in the matter. 🙂

      Thank you though, for your inputs. 🙂

      1. Charlie….I;ve thought about it. This is an example of what is called flatf? I can’t see this standing as poetry…it’s this internet stuff where phrases are scrambled together with perhaps some meaning, but how is this poetry? I could find some phrases that could give some meaning to your piece, but there wasn’t enough to carry through. Forgive me, it’s just too much work to comprehend. I am sure as I read on your blog, there are many who applaud you for this poetry….but are they poets? I say this to you not to discourage you in writing….but to consider what you are writing. Perhaps I am too old for this sort of poetry, but carry on. I was raised on Ginsberg, Kerouac, Ferlingetti, etc…beat poets, but this is far out of my sphere. I wish you the best in your writing.

        1. Well, I’ll tell you this much. This poem is not considered ‘Flarf’ in no way shape or form.
          However, I too, am influence by Ginsberg, Burroughs, Kerouac & Ferlingetti.
          I’m for the beat poets as well.

          This poem believe it or not, is a cut up poem. By cut up I mean, the technique that William Burroughs showed writers the way to create a brand of poetry collages that sees the future of poetry. So, everything your reading here and my other works are cut ups and experimentation of my own creation of what I see in poetry and my imagination.

          I’m sorry you can’t understand this poem of mine. I respect you so much. All I ask of my readers is to open up their minds and see something completely different than my own vision. 🙂

          You are an incredible writer and I am always going to be a fan of your work and your intellect.

          I’m a big hardcore fan of William Burroughs.

          1. Charlie….I am learning, too. I will continue to read you and to learn here. Your response to my comment was as gracious as could be. Thank you. We will continue to read each other, and I do appreciate a critical eye! My poetry is so different than yours, but perhaps we can find a meeting place. I am familiar with collages, mostly in my artwork, but this is very interesting applied to poetry. Cheers on, dear friend.

    1. As a matter of fact – I do have some video around Video of me reciting some poetry in front of the audience. However, this year I’m doing something different. I will have someone record me live and recite some poetry. 🙂

  4. I absolutely love the juxtaposition of Buddhist imagery (mantra, Tibetan, etc.) and the various war tropes you use throughout the poem. I read this as someone who is conflicted between war and peace, violence and passive resistance. It’s almost a sort of inner dialogue with oneself in this strange, bizarre, and truly topsy-turvy world we’re living in. Excellent work, my friend. You never disappoint! 😀

    1. Thank you Chester.

      War cuddles with Peace
      Violence caress passive

      Both are inevitable contradictions in their own business of causing a lot of harm in humanity and causing pain towards each others skin.

      I’m so glad you enjoyed this poetry of mine.

      I’m heading over your post to read your latest. I can’t wait to read your poem. 🙂

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