Popping pill brown dots!
Rhizome god-bomb
forsooth dead.
Necrosis caliphate
activate
Tibetan peptide toys.
Foist Catholics cuddly acne!
Myrmidon bathe in scree scar.
Formulations bivalve!
Macrophage… slouch the papule basilar.
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Wow, I love how you put religious terms in completely different context, but still saying the plain truth. Extraordinary piece Charlie 🙂
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. 🙂
Yes, and you are quite successful 🙂
🙂
An evil lullaby.
Thank you Marissa.
Glad you got the message behind this. 🙂
Reblogged this on Creative Writing Reblogged.
Thank you for the reblog my friend. 🙂
Of course
Funny you should mention Missiles.. lol.. As the UK seems to be in a bit of a tizz over theirs
Have a great Week Charlie..
Thank you Sue.
Factory Companies around my area are per-ordering lots and lots of missiles. It’s unusual orders like this.
The world is going through an UNusual phase Charlie.. 😦
Yes, and it worries me a whole lot. 😦
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!
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.
I asked Trump not to bother you
since you are the King of Flarf
but he said that there can be only one king
I would be careful
he’s old and slow
but he talks a spirited gait
watch this video.
Excellent.
An extraordinary piece of writing.
Thank you my friend. I try my best to create and produce good writing for all readers to see and envision. 🙂
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.
Thank you Resa.
Yes, you are right on the spot.
I don’t know exactly what Trumps next move would be. I fear for other countries especially China.
Who knows at this point what Trumps agenda is with everyone.
A lot of truth in this piece. well done!
Thank you Victoria.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything. ~ Mark Twain
so true!
Awesome writing, if you ever decide to share it on more platforms, I just opened the forum on my site thewritinghut.net so if you want to feel free to join it and submit the works 😀
Thank you Srdjan.
My writing is considered a mix of all genres. I’ll let you know. First, I’ll have to check out your page and see what I think.
You are most welcome 🙂
Well express
Thank you Sir.
I’m so glad you enjoyed this weirdly bizarre poem of mine. 🙂
I am currently following your page and I will be reading your work soon my friend. 🙂
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!
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. 🙂
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.
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.
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.
peptide acne!! a nod to rhizome too!
Words are a big challenge for me. Especially when I, as a mad scientist experiments with the poetry body and see what comes to life as a visionary dream to the reader. 🙂
We are most certainly are ill in the brain. We are not helping ourselves with what we accept as help and information. Great piece- as always Charlie 🙂
A very excellent observation Daisy. 🙂
We as a human species need to learn and need help in what we are being educated.
I agree. Time to re condition our brainwashed mind- leave this dystopic existence and make the world what we say we want it to be 🙂
Amazing, AMAZING! I remember you saying you read your stuff at poetry nights? Man, what I would give to be in the audience! 😎
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. 🙂
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! 😀
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. 🙂
The theology in this is a perfect representation of why we need to go beyond speaking in tongues… but it’s also obvious we cannot tweet compassion.
Perfect observation Bjorn.
Compassion and tongues collide into a rhythmic musical opera.
The dedication to phonetics here is stunning. It’s biting and soothing at the same time.
My use in vocabulary needed to tell the reader of all possibilities that face them and solve the riddles in our everyday reality. Bending truth and aligning the soul.
“A time acid teething” 👌love it!
interesting as always !
And complicated Too :p
your use of words, the selections is Amazing.
well done!,my friend