POEMS BY MICHAEL MAGDALENO

The Bell of Node - By Michael Magdaleno © 2001

Awakening for the sake of a reckoning
to site angled visions on five sided stories
About absolutely no truths being backed up
by any kind of so-called 'factual' evidence
Riddled with contradiction like a belly bloated
from bullets shot astray the target
Scoring only triple digits while three eyes
see only nines
Since this world at large has got so much to hide
It has been said "It's Time to Turn the Tides"
But one cannot calculate the depth of waves
unless learnt to be properly equipped

Apatheism - By Michael Magdaleno © 2001

Always been sought to seek
some absolute truth
But couldn't give a shit
and as such most never do
So why should one acquire a
structured system of set beliefs?
When "I Don't Give a Fuck"
is the sole proclamation
for every kind of wonderment
Living NOW - How life is lived
Somehow learning that there's really
NOTHING to know - Not that you care

Fairy Tale Ethics - By Michael Magdaleno © 2000

Same old story, you've heard it before
Good Vs. Evil (?) How 'bouts neither anymore
Besides there's little difference
Even if in the distance
There is a Happy Ending
Cuz it's only ever pending
On what's your motivation?
Contentment or Frustrations
Over things that're only sposta exist in Make-Believe

Civic Doody - By Michael Magdaleno © 1999

Your birth certificate is your draft card
for the bloodiest of "civil" wars
But there ain't nothing 'bout it so "civilized"
thus true issues are ignored
Like the idea of this "civilized" world
to analyze it is not advised
For even a quick glance and you'll see
there's only something there to despise
Yes, this "civilization" we've all come to grow in
and its oh-so advanced culture
Is clearly divided into those who will or won't
have their lives ripped to shreds by vultures
When insanity reigns over the world (like a cauldron)
its waters will boil passed their instabilities
And the lid will blow right off of
this pile of shit called a set of "civilities"

See Sick - By Michael Magdaleno © 2001

When you're used to the kinds
of behavior most people can display
& start to form your own types
of just more ritual ways
You find no matter how deep
or wide the oceanic divide
Wind blown currents alone
control the tides

Nothing's Natural - By Michael Magdaleno © 1999

Space-age sparrows soar through the skies
So that septic salmon can swim in the sea
Becuz ALL things are connected in ALL ways
But one cannot recognize this fact unless they're willing to see
That there's no accounting for "All Natural" goods
Without there being so many added chemicals
Whence Life as we know it is everything but natural
Tis no wonder why MAN is so dependent on artificial things

Wholly Shit - By Michael Magdaleno © 2001

At once a graven image is brought outta the ashes
of a long forgotten society
Its symbols of trust and understanding distorted
to fit the molds of all thought wicked
By the grace of a god that is neither mine nor yours
Time is ruled and Days are numbered
so that image of a higher power will be feared in
All ways - ALWAYS
Even the invasion of our own minds and bodies
might go unnoticed in lieu of the currency lost
How this result could've come is more of a mystery
than the core of the problem itself

Full of so much shit it’s exploding out all ends

Is it fear or guilt that keeps you following the trend?

To barrel down the path of destructive self-deceit

Ringing up more lies to amount register receipts

Plus taxes raise prices to be paid even higher

Always at times when straits become most dire

While the powers that be will fuck a soul like a stud

Just cleanse your own or be dragged through the mud

Media – By Michael Magdaleno © 2002

Sinner. Sinner. The breadwinner
Always wants wife to be thinner
Older. Older. Bones a smolder
Spirits haunt the graves of soldiers
Deader. Deader. Our bloods redder
We want American cheese not Cheddar
Guesser. Guesser. War prophesier
Leave ashes for their successors
Quota. Quota. Sole promoter
Build up walls of bricks and mortar
Never. Never. Give up. EVER!
We want to rule the world FOREVER

Red Soles – By Michael Magdaleno © 2002

Never again will become of my brethren
What has succumb to you and yours
Fore our sisters have tapped a forceful source
That can devour from shore to shore
While the roots feeding these family trees
Continue bursting through solid concrete
This boiling blood of you and your kind
Shall soak all land lying underneath our feet

Poets – By Michael Magdaleno © 2002

Men with no faces
Nights to know
Thoughts for the free
Women with set paces
Times to grow
And things like these
Thoughtless choices
Screaming voices
Words to the wise
Uncensored surprise
No one ever said
That it was a crime
Any fool can think of
Words that will rhyme

Wingless – By Michael Magdaleno © 2002

Torn out from the body of an unwitting host
Leaving both the scars that you see on most
People who are taught but never learn RIGHT
LEFT behind in the wake by decree of might
For neither here nor there will you find a 'ME'
Only an 'US' & a 'THEM' who own what is free
Because there's a "No Fly Zone" in the skies overhead
Meaning if 'YOU' dare to soar 'WE' may end up dead

AUTOFELLATIO

A real stretch for

Michael Magdaleno

It's not easy being typecast as a self-loathsome/affection junkie this day in age when good drugs and great sex are even harder to come by than that one "True Love"

AS IF!

there's either LOVE or there's NOT!

NO true or false about it.

So why bother with the all the drama?

I'd just assume be a wannabe poet screaming for a Death Metal band

than dwell in the depths of depression dug deep for ages 15 thru 50

oops - already am

So how's your crotch today?

Is it still on fire from last nights fuck session or did you wake up alone and confused with the reek of a herpes simplex on your breath

Who wuz that guy anyways?

Well perhaps you'll do better tonight & infect someone else with a virus you didn't even know you had.

Did you?

Even though the clinic is so close to your house you could spit the sample there for testing

Just to be sure

But NOooo - just sit @ home & stay stoned since if real life rears its ugly head it might show that death itself has been found present in your bloodstream

As for those who know

The WAR is ON!

While the casualties mount like the declining rates of a T-Cell count

Addition/Subtraction a Multiplication of emotions

To consuming for containment till the salty seas from tears shed satisfy that thirst for knowing "I'm gonna DIE"

Not yet though mutha fucka cuz it ain't that easy now is it

Besides - everybody dies & it doesn't make you special

So what's with the obsession?

Astral Projection cuts a clear path through the universe you are in & chemical composition dictates when you'll be freed to explore other worlds - perhaps even your OWN

If not - then the cage bars will remain strong & sturdy enough to keep you locked inside FOREVER

Ah, it's safer there anyways.

Outside your on the Frontlines of a Battle for SELF-SUPREMACY

And who doesn't want that?

In or Out you're on your OWN

Waking up

Again

Alone

Covered with the stinky stickiness only sex could leave & beside the bed is an unopened box of condoms saying

"It's back to the clinic with you boy"

& the few weeks of waiting could compile the longest moments of ones life

Though such stress is justa sorta fabled misery for anyone wise enough to not indulge in the kinda fun that could give one A.I.D.S.

Who wuz that girl anyways?

I'm too tired to think about that right now. I'll just search frantically for the # if the results come back positive (if I got the # that is)

POSITIVE!

Gonna havta be no matter what the results are since even the slightest hint of negativity could ravage my wits & ensure the downfall of my house

If I'd a wife and kids I wouldn't know what to say where I wouldn’t know why to say it to my friends

POSITIVE?

NO. Cuz if I'm found gone they'll wonder why. I should tell 'em before I go ya' know

Can you believe that some humans see A.I.D.S. as an example of the kinds of things that GOD would punish mankind with for our misdeeds. Probably the same kinda moron who would restrict others opportunities to orgasm.

Neither by words nor actions can one define LOVE

It's either felt or it ain't

Oh & of course there are all the subtleties like if those feelings are even expressed & the manner in which said expression is conducted plus the average buffoonery of two or more who are in a LOVE more REAL than anyone could ever know.

And will only last so long the couple is alive

Unless a new bloodline is created I suppose & the possibilities of that increase every time your crotch is on fire - HUH

Insatiable Appetites

are hard to come by as well so tis no wonder so many feast when given the chance seeing how famine may come through that next blood screening

Test after Test & passing with flying colors but always knowing there will be a next time when you might not be so lucky

Too bad there isn't a way to cheat.

But then, one can't breeze thru life forever once that

fat gust of wind comes from the opposite direction & knocks you flat on yer ASS!

The upper hand is not always with YOU

nor can it be hoarded

A statement of opposition to the occultnick types with their ouija & witchery who honestly think the monotony of our existence continues well beyond death into those mythic after-lives we've all heard so much about (too much in fact)

"FUCK RELIGION"

Nothing is made more a mockery of by humans than

SPIRITUALITY

-it's nothing more than nature's duel-

Instinct Vs. Reason

-or our supposed capacity for either-

Who follows their Instincts?

Who trusts their Reason?

I've met NONE!

The all too apparent evidence of spirits is found when kneeling at the porcelain altar before the god of FUN

Live it up fuckers cuz this is the only chance you've got

Herd Mentality is RAMPANT & the first in the cattle cars will be the ones who think they're free from such atrocities

It's gonna be hard to see the silver lining on the cloud this world goes up in but its mushroom shape will be clearer than that of in a Nazis Dreams

"FUCK NAZIS"

Not that I'm am a good person cuz I'm not a Nazi

I mean I'd LOVE to lynch some klansmen & show 'em exactly in what kinda ways a Brown-Skinned SAVAGE can tear a mans body apart before swallowing its soul just to puke it back in his fuckin' face

I like to have perverted thoughts about enjoying the stench of innards being ripped from a still warm or even very alive nazis belly

Of course I'd havta STOP & THINK

What if he has A.I.D.S.?

Would I even approach him much less touch him justa do him harm? What IF?

What if I knew he wuz H.I.V. positive & I went up to him saying

"It makes me so sad to know that you havta DIE

for nothing more than sharing a loving touch with another human being.

Ruining any chance of my enjoying ripping the intestines out of you while your heart continues to pump blood, you sick racist fuck!"?

I'll tell you 'What IF?'

He'd beat my ass before the words flew outta my

BIG MOUTH

& he'd have every right if the words ever made it outta my

BIG MOUTH - huh?

Not that I'm against Mind Exploring

Or anything just remember "Saying What YOU Think" turns heads & can get you KILLED!

So watch your mouth cuz what's inside could be fatal.