When I fell for you

When I was a hero the people wanted a villain. The villains thought: it was finally their time. But the people needed an innocent villain. so I fell. For the people. I fell for the people.

when i get arraigned for being too slick

play this when i get arraigned for being too slick, and no one will see a problem with that. 

listen to it when the punks call me a fraud, those preening cookie cutter contemptuates.

wind it up tight and unspool it slow and off-pitch and tell my detractors you’re on to them too, while i sing your own song \\\ in the locust torrent \\\ with only spikes to attire me

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Jack's Surfer

blackout journal

i murdered someone. it wasn’t because i cared. it wasn’t because i didn’t care. it just was. 

the jury understood, so i murdered them because they shouldn’t have. “Oh, you shouldn’t have” I said first.

turns out it was all a sham, a shit sham game of a trap. i was trapped. it wasn’t murder, it was war and i was trapped. That explained it: I was no killer. But now, it was killing time - me or them, us or them by extension. I had to save the day for liberty one bloody hit at a time and it was going to get messy and quick.

chApteR two: The Slaughter Horse

I rode in on the slaughter horse, surprised the bastard partisans. Burst through the barn supply shop on my way, needed some barbed wire to string ‘em up with, as:

 A) warning

     - won by efficient and necessary heartlessness

     - to, like iSaid, save the day for liberty

 B) that as it may, I wasn’t haunted by the smell of it, all through my governorship

three3) At Nights I Lie

1. wake
2. ut also, dishonestly
3. an’t face the 
4. ark truth
5. gads

4: starters

i was hungry, the power was out at the mansion, it was of course out down the hill. Not what I assumed when I assumed power, this sort of inconvenience. How can I even issue edicts when there’s not even no E to dict through? SO, i start a fire. That’s leadership!

Fire: the Second Term

the terms of the agreement were as such: I was in for life. I had slain our way to liberation, and now my reward was anointment as the Burning Cleanser of the Commons. Burned through the People’s cash, sold off their assets, oh how marketedly free they were now just to B) ut honestly, A) lie.

SiX, finally

F) in ally, they killed me. The people, that is, assembled despite differences.   Fucking peasants.

09/18/2016

after a murderous time

after a murderous time he ran off around the jungle, being as it was the time for the next chapter:

r) the next chapter

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came dancing into the lonely spotlight

they came dancing into the lonely spotlight and were suddenly apart. the whole circus, alone.

he from then wore a cape. from then he was a noble. separate from all others. 

the shows were as good, maybe, the seating sometime better even. such an odd mystic fable though, this solitude. 

the mage , the scribe, focused on the losses because their accounting was more provocative. she was as fascinated by the cleanest breeze, or more so.

when the tent shriveled from the luminescence and the new mothers diffused the spotlight, there there was an encouraging blur, there were. 

The Devil In This Context

“Straight white folks really fucked the country this time, balls deep and bone dry!!!” THIS was from the Easter Sermon, no less! The preacher jittered, twitched, and exalted. Next we saw, the rooster was upon the altar; a sure sign of the devil in this context. Christ himself was gonna take a Pass this year, except for he loved the colored egg(s). “Sure as it’s red,” said lovely Magdalene, suddenly with proof! (*poof* with the proof, Mary Madgic.) It got him every time, that rouge maneuver; funny, considering how he could do anything. “Oh, just do something!” we cried.

“No need,” He said to us each, “you’re here.”

stayed tuned / in forty-one days…

 ~ Chapter 2: God helps those, but give us a hand already!

Return of the Last Known Appropriater

it was suspiciously reminiscent of his last visit.