Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Hydra

Death of Hydra

it is eel-like
The reach of corporations
Who worm their way thru
Loop hole after loop hole
Destroying the landscape
For the sake of black gold
And so we are told
It will be good for this nation

This nation of encroaching
corporations
Who have sky-scraped
Through Mount Olympus
And control the laws that
govern us
And corrupt the ones who swore
To protect us

It was only a matter of time before the seig heils and for the hydra
To come and reach its ugly tentacles
Across the reservations
Selling a pipe dream
To an awakening nation

It is time to fight oil for water
It is time to fight oil with blood
For we have countless ancestors fighting through us
Let their voices slay
The many heads
Of the black snakes



Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Colossus

It was soul heavy
generation crushing
these symbols
of false freedoms
that hang over us
as we stood in the Aryan shadow
of a new colossus

all the roads
lead to the same concrete idealogy
that the christian way
was better than tunkasila's way
and there was no connecting intersection
there was no junction
just a direct path
to a one way reservation

as we---the White Clay People
look up to the libertas
and mount rushmore
it is just us
with out the justice

their statues
marble-white
eyes soulless and blank
how befitting
they made it in their god's image
and we carved into the stone
inevitable perishable hieroglyphs
that the sun would bleach out
that the rain would wash away
because we knew we'd all go back
into that shaken etch-a-sketch
that we call earth

we had no coliseum
no great pyramid
just the sinking mounds
that the giants left us
but does that imply our existence
is less meaningful?
put it on a pedestal

we don't care to be carbon-dated
manipulated
Into theories that deny our place
here in the united states
invisible
With liberty and justice
For some

Old stones are crushed
Bones turned to cement
And plaster
A mixture of a dead culture
So progress can go faster
displace our dead
the real estate is to die for

Because America was built in a day
so that only the whites can say
This is our land
And isn't it colossal
The joke made of my people
that we were somehow
Less worthy to hold dominion
Over these lands.
Ozymandias
Let the decay come
And free us











Saturday, July 11, 2015

pow! wow!

I am the wow
in your pow!
I am intertribal
Yet I am always
dancing by myself

I am traditional
I am capable
--to adapt
and what of these labels
what of the blood degree
I am royal
yet I am able
to be inept

what is sacred
what is sacrilege
I am always thorough
but I am not purebred

I will have a vision
---when I want to
no one can govern
creativity
and so what if
i fail
does that reflect
upon
my native synchronicity

I speak naively
I speak so bravely
I speak whenever
The fuck I can

I have no medicine
I have no man
I am just a minority
Trying to fit in with the masses
Whenever I can

so just don't ask me
just don't bother me
don't seek any answers
to some kind of new age
divinity

I'm just a person
Trying to be wooed
Trying to be wowed
In a biased
Ethnocentric crowd





Monday, December 29, 2014

Pandora of Pine Ridge


Pandora of Pine Ridge
has settled in
she has opened her parfleche
that is her skin
she has learned the rez way
and her plagues don't
discriminate
will take you--gay or straight
wrapped in a papoose
and evangelical truths
she'll get through
with the booze
she'll steal the youth


And once its jarred
our earthenware heads
that these epidemics
are traditional-fatal
wrapped around
our family trees
another twisted vehicle
of countless tragedies

For generations
she has come
bestowing old testament gifts
who ever asked for this?
An extended olive branch
---of a missionary bitch?

Oh dear Pandora of Pine Ridge,
was it curiosity
that did us all in the end?
--to be culturally diverse
or maybe it was too perverse
to think we'd fit right in
with the new empire
of foreign titans





Thursday, June 07, 2012

Prometheus Pt.2

How long must we sizzle
in Zeus's judgement?
a wicked fate predestined
by the U.S. government

Who've resurrected their eastern gods
in statues and monoliths
to show their rule over us
with a heavy head
we bow to all the mt. rushmores
and libertas
it is collosal
the false freedoms
that hang over us

and if we were to resist
do we run the risk of being made
out as terrorists?
for the vulture
of this new Athenian culture
has taken its toll
on our livers
and upon our souls
around here
it's all about
the gods that you know

is the trick on the trickster
--that lovely creator?
for our livers
do not grow back
what Pandora unleashed
will not go back

bound to be forgotten
until the day comes....
oh Zeus,
just bring your son









UPDATE

3 of my poems have been accepted to yellowmedicinereview.com
The poems are:
Prometheus Pt. 1
Minotaur
and Chimera

They will appear in the spring issue 2012
due out any day now.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011


SOVEREIGN EROTICS

Here's a link to a new anthology I am currently a part of, its an amazing collection-the first of its kind and I am very proud to be a part of it

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Minotaur

what bullshit
the government
spewed about us
while licking clean
the land of milk
and honey
and just how many
still worship
that golden calf
we call america
just raise up your flag
new Athenians
you'll never understand
this land
will never be just your land

for centuries
they've scoffed
and blew smoke
up their own asses
telling themselves
that we were the heathen ones
the savage in his loincloth
making a Minotaur
out of us

and they still know
how to maneuver well
in their labyrinth of lies
in this land of cow shit
attracting
the lord of the flies

there is a truth in fear
you've just got to know how
to shape it
you can manifest a destiny
you've just got to know
how to rape it

will we ever be able
to separate
the myth from the bullshit
O America,
Pasiphae,
--will you love your mixed blood
or kill it?