More Poetry
from the
Dark Side
Series #6

"D a r k_ B u r n i n g_ R a i n ."

A LightStorm Rages Ablaze__in Heaven
and in this Dark City
of Intolerant Qualities of Life
It is raining Angels
and Demons
down on The Damned in
Dark Seething Waves
where Writhing in Agony
in the Brutal Assault of
D a r k_B u r n i n g_R a i n
from an Enraged
but mostly Indifferent Heaven
The Beaten Sad and Broken Slaves
of the Sick and Dying Societies
of Vampiric Liars
find Themselves
Suddenly ejected and exposed
Near the End of A Century
inadequately prepared for and lonely.......
with the Time Ahead
Not Looking Attractive
or in the least bit inviting....../So They Hide This painfully
_________________________________From Awareness with Frantic Attempts
________________________________to Re-Live the Savage Fantasies
_____________________________of Their Wasted and Misspent
__________________________Spoiled Rotten
________________________ Youth/...
And so Accuse and Attack Their Own Young Now to Pass by The Time
Wrecking and Condemning
Their Own Futures, for Sure,
But What the Hell?/
No Peace will They Have for Themselves....,
or Anyone Else
while Their Own Young Remain
to Threaten Them/
.________With Reality/----And Beauty/..
And Life

So Jealously
and Spitefully perceived
as Denied Them/.

And Always Feeding Their Children_________ Something Nasty from The Heart
They Slowly Weaken Their Offspring______ In Strangleholds of Disapproval and Guilt
with Which They Senselessly
Engage Their Young like Sick Leeches of Hate
Injecting Them with The Burning Venom of Hostility, Accusation and Attack
Over Basically

Nothing/___________but Misery, and Envy and Shame and Blame and Despair and Guilt and Lies
Hoping for the Younger Generation____________Genocide_________ at Best,
But Being WIlling to Settle Happily


and Starting by STARVING then RAVENOUSLY DEVOURING_______ Their Own Little Terrors
And Hence Developing The Predictable Concepts of
An Empty Nest for a Middle Age
which They can now roost in like an OverGlorified Grave
without Competition
Or Care or
Complaint or
to annoy, irritate or distract Them
as They Eagerly Await
The BreadWinning Deaths/_________They've Worked So Hard For All Their Lives/..
which are Over-complex yet also Dull,
and Senselessly Cruel, and Over-long
But involving actually_____________Nothing/..
________________________________________________and It's Petty Distractions
so that Something Vital Seems to Have Escaped Their notice Now/...
and They Watch for It carefully
wondering why They
Can't See It/..
But They are Attended Hauntingly in a Spring and Summer Hush

by The Steady Tick
of Time
which They claim
Claims Their Little Lives
__________________________to Rot
and Slowly Fester
Manicured Memory by Manicured Memory
the Sick and Fruitless Hopes They Vainly Seek
to colour Their Uninspired and Insipidly
Self Important Lifestyles/..
and the Steady Tick of

hidden though Not
Openly Advertised
in every Terrified Second of Breath/..

is the Deeply Distorted
and Denied
Impulse to Love/and Laugh /and Beautifully Create/..
Masked only by Vain and
Insidious Lies/
and then projected Outward
as if It were Separate and Apart from The Nasty
Sick and Twisted Mind that
First Conceived of It
and gave it Preference as A Substitute Reality/The Sad
and Sorry Slaves
of Hatred
and Vanity
Now find Themselves in/
Writhing Miserably Alone
In Hellish Agony/
Near The End of a Millennium
which They are Inadequately Prepared for/
with The Time Ahead
not at all Looking Inviting/Nor
the Least Bit Attractive/..

But Stuck on Stupid
in The Same Vain and Ignorant Mistakes
They Repeat/
Over and Over
Over and Over
They Repeat/
The Litanies of Atrocity and Hate/..
By Unloading All Their Unwanted Psychic Toxins and Wastes
and Dumping Them on You
_________Why Should You
be Any Different?_____--All Should Suffer
as Miserably as The
Sick Slaves of Society do!
_______________(And That
Means You
__________And You
____________________ And YOU!!)
and By Projecting
Their Beliefs in Limitation
and Sacrifice___ as True
and Valuable as Advice,
This is Something
They Expect You
to Pay Them Ridiculously for
They will Provoke You to Attack
then Abandon You
in Shameful Condemnation
and Outrage
and Claim
that You Attacked Them First so
They were Just Protecting Themselves,
But Something Vital Seems to Have Escaped Their Notice now,/..
And Though They are Certain It will Destroy Them
if It can Find Them
They don't quite Know
It is/..and Cant Seem to Remember
Anything Much
Outside Their Vile, Ghoulish Lusts
and Savage,
Bottom-feeding Appetites/..
But They are Attended Hauntingly in a Fall and Winter Hush

by the Steady Tick
of Time/..
Beating Away Mercilessly
at Their Consciences
and Sanity/..
Threating and Deeply Disturbing
Their Peace of Mind../..
_________________________Speaking to Them in Reverent Whispers
Through the Warped, Fiery Messages of
of Shame, Self-Hatred,
Accusation, Guilt,
Attack and Counter-Attack/
which They Study Faithfully
Chapter and Verse/...

As the Secret New Disciples of
The Litanies of Hatred
_______________________Circular Reasoning,
__________________________________________and Self-Defeat!
All Massing Together in Their Pathetic Legions
in a Black Celebration
Declaring Only These Messages
Over and Over:
___________________"It's Fun to be Sick and Confused,
_________________It's Fun to be Enraged and Insane,
________________It's Fun to Gossip Cruelly and tell Vicious Lies,
______________And It's Fun to
____________ be in Unbelievable Pain!"

and so The Sick Sycophants
of Eroding Ancient Empires
E-mail These Dark Sentiments
Post Haste
to All They Believe
They can Wisely Educate
though even Their Own Online Activities
are beginning
to Menace Them Now/..
because Their Precious PC's
are soon Promising Them a
Techno-Viral Doomsday,
wrapped in an Exciting Futuristic
Hellish Foretaste
of Exotic Alien Carnage
Cryptically Encoded
in a Sinister Buffet of
Micro-Chip-Sicknesses Galore
garnished Pleasantly
in Sleek, Colour
Photoshop Quality Copies of
in Blazing, Shredding,
Seething Words/..

aptly chosen and designed
Perfectly to Disturb
Agitate and Awaken
The Deeply Denied and Painfully Hidden
Beautiful, Healing, Satisfying
Radical Light
Certain and So Attained/
Which is The Only Answer
to Every Imaginable Problem
and Every Conceivable Complaint
any Idiot
in His or Her
Idiot Madness
can Understand
for This is The Innocence and Simplicity
According to
The Frank Reasoning
of A Little Child//..

And It is given to Little Children
to Make Up Horrible Stories
and Empower Them with Belief
when They are Bored./.
But Boredom is Precisely Why
The Savage Children of
Stark Raving Insanity
at All../.. For They are Growing Tired
______________________________________Of Senseless Gluttony
and of Their Own Stupid
Idiotic Thoughts/which
are so Flooded
with Boring
and Repetitive
Self-Righteous Nonsense
They just can't seem to shut out
or shake out of Mind/so that
This has Dulled Their Wits
with a Wealth of Juicy Factoids
but containing Nothing Truly Useful
or Enlightening at all.../
And so mentally-undernourished
Their Neurotic Needs are Grossly over-Glorified/
and They Race
So Desperately Around In Circles
trying to Get A Life
They Like/So They can Feast
Lazily and Leisurely on Their Own Self Importance
and Starve
and Drain Themselves
For Vain
and Pompous Display
of Their Twisted Ideas of Love
and Sick Standards of Beauty/which are Really
Ideals of Hatred
Thought with Dull,_________ Witless Minds_________made sleepy
and heavy with
___Dull Thought____
overfed to Them
Hideously Wrapped In Juicy Slaughter
Produced by the Spoiling Mothers of Sick Self-Sustenance
Who Make Sure They Leave Nothing Behind
but a Platter Licked Clean
of The Butchered Meats
They Call and Teach as Recipe
for The Buffet of Guilt
and Hate/..
and Believing This Frightful
Ghoulish Feast
is Honestly
They even Prize This in Vomit Form
as an Elixir to Relax
and Soothe Away Their Woes//..

(but Only Temporarily!)

And Too Weak,
And Too Lazy,
And Too Inactive______with Over-Privileged
Swirling, Spoiled,
_______________Over-bloated bellies/.
____________________________________Aching to Burst with Waste//..

The Sorry and Broken Slaves of Ignorance and Agony
Live Out Their Deluded
Vastly Overdecorated
Self-Satisfied Lives/..
In Bitter Denial of
The True Cost
_________Forever Escalating As Ever
with Lamely Explained
Dramatic New Expenses/..
which wont Go Away
and Them Alone
to Their Madness
by Reality./.
So They can Play the Game of Shame,
and Guilt,
in the
Mad Movie of Death,
with Grinning Skeletons of Dancing Spite Raging at the Borders of Their Limited Fantasies/..
to Their Black Hearted
and Soul-less,
Sick Delights/..
to continue Acting Out Badly
and Playing Out Madly
The Savage, Twisted Dreams and Fantasies of Madness
Terror and Attack They
Learned as a Child/..

and Now/Still
They are Modern Day Monsters
in The Hearts, Bodies and Minds
of Agents of Inhumanity
and Evil
which are Power Drunk,
Sickly Fiending ___and
Headed Joyfully towards
D E S T R U C T I O N //...........

................Dragging Along a Surplus of
of Needless War Toys for
the Final Ride//..
Eager to Preview Their Own Deaths//And Who
masses together
in a pathetic show of strength
in terror/
and Seeking Unreasonable Protection
from what is Perfectly Harmless
to Them?//
The Army of The Powerless,
Who Crave Only an Illusion of Power,
That's Who/...

And These Soldiers of Misfortune and
take the Most Twisted Pleasures
from Condemning You
and Crucifying Others
for Their Mistakes
because They Honestly Believe This
is how to keep Their Own Mistakes
Uncorrected and Hidden from View
and Thus
______________Regard Sad Illusions.../..
where Nothing
________________is True,........or Fair,
.........or Right___________And seems to be
right Here and Now..........

What You Think
You See...
EVERYWHERE!//..And Everything
You Think
You can see now
wont last!/..
Everything You think
you Think
is without meaning/You cannot think
Outside the Wall of Flesh
that seems to Imprison Your Mind
to the binding, shining, chains of Time..//..You Would Rather Age
Painfully, Hideously Slow
and Die/
rather than Accept Your Freedom Now
and Be Alive
In The Silent Light
of Awareness
As a Part of The Peaceful Eternity
You Have Dreamed You Have Escaped From
into a Miserable Never-Ending Dream
of Darkness and Damnation

Forever Fleeing what You Truly are
and need
and Love/You would Rather
Die a Thousand Times than
Accept True Love.//.Willing
Only to Childishly Define
With a Limiting and Limited
kind of Mind
as what You can Show Off
to Seek The Approval of Total Strangers for
Rather than what
You can Honestly
and Perfectly Relate to

in Natural Harmony with../YES./You are a Willing Slave
to Lies/and Having
No Mind
of Your Own to Speak of,
You seek A Time Far off
in the Future
when Illumination will Arrive/Denying
Its Radiant Benefits to You
Right Now
in Favor of Your Own Limited Understanding
Not Understanding
That Your Understanding
is Not Necessary
For What is True
To Be
So/You are only Really Free
when You are
Sick to Death
of Being A Slave/You will only Accept Your
Freedom When Willingly
You are Actively Journeying
From The Grave/..

For Death

Being Nothing__and Only Really Nothing/
cannot Truly Illuminate/Ghoulish Ghost Churches
with Well Dressed Death__are not worth
Celebrating/Rapid Decline must find its Opposite/How could Joy be Otherwise?/Who
bands together in Desperation
and in terror,
Seeking Sick Protection
with a Thousand Years of Deception
From What is Perfectly
Unaffected and Harmless
to Them?//
_________Only The Lonely
__________and The Miserably Afraid,
________________That's Who!

________________________________Only The Savagely Deceptive
_________________________________And The Ravingly Insane
_____________________________________That's Who!

And These Sad and Sorry Slaves
in The Army of The Powerless
Bid You to
Curse God and Die
in The Dark Rebellion Against The Light of Eternal Love
in The Name
You Chose to honor as your Body and your Idol and Your Bitter Image of Creation
Instead of God/Thus judging Cruel, and Hatefully towards Yourself in The Raging Seething
Blazing Assault of

D a r k_B u r n i n g_ R a i n//

from the Stormy Temples of Your Desire
as Your last and Final Hope in Dead Lifeless Dreams
of Godhood/and Mocking, Hidden Inner Demons then bid You with Seduction to
Curse God and Die/Curse God and be Free/Really Free/To Ride with Abandon the waves of
and Stark Raving Insanity
Mocking His Creation
with Your Agony, Suffering and Misery/
Not Believing in God
because Low Self Esteem
feels Safer
and not as Threatening to
Your Shabby Little Bitter Beliefs
and Bleak Mental Constructs/And these Broken Sad and Beaten Slaves
In the Army of the Powerless that You are Afraid of
are Mindless in Their Madness and Hate
Made Mad and Blind with Sick Visions of Destruction and
of Disease/As Insanity
is the Name of The God They now choose
to serve/gorged on and guilt-fattened in
Their Twisted Interpretations of Reality
as They live in a Mutating Maze of Complexity
Unable to even Navigate Themselves
through Their Own Devious Workings
Convincingly/Farting out loudly
with Unconcern or Boredom
When Cross-Examined closely/..
with Bellies still Bloated
and ever swelling
from the ever Sickening Feasts of Death and Lies/and still
aching to burst
with Waste/.

These Broken Slaves of Stupidity and Brutality
Live out Their Vastly Overpriced and Over-decorated
but Under Appreciated
and Smug
Self Satisfied Lives/Dull and Witless
Repetitive Clones
of Each Other/Highly Competitive, Envious
and Hostile
towards Each Other/Yet still Seeking
Special Playmates to Single Out
and to Obsess Over Amongst Themselves/
and Call This Sick and Twisted Exchange
of Guilt and Grief and Hostility
L o v e/and Not the Hellish
Miserable Ego Agony
it Actually is/The True Cost
of Trophy-Love-For-Show
which the World seems to Live For/But
Dies a Thousand Times Over
Seeking Vainly to Possess/and The Sick Children
of Guilt and Insanity/are Slaves of Hatred and Vanity......and Unrest/
because though Desperately They Seek for Love
They Hate
that They never really find or have it/and so They Attack
and Claim
That This is Tough Love
and They Use
and Claim
that This is Tough Love
and They Lie
and Claim
that This is Tough Love/Though it is quite apparent in What They "Create" They Don't
really know what Love is/But Publishing These Doctrines which Only Perceives
Condemnation, Self-Loathing
and Eternal Damnation
as Self-Help
and making Themselves Millions, anyway!/Profiting Handsomely on The New Age
with Superficial Articles
and Artificial Effort/They seem to be
Spiritually Motivated and Inclined
but forgetting sadly,
That Light
does not pass around a Collection Plate....../...
Light only __Illuminates the Mind/
Light does not
Cost Extravagantly/Light Only Heals/
___________________________________Light Will not drain You or Your Bank Account/Light Only Loves/
Light Only Gives/Light Never Takes/and
has nothing to do with expense,
cost or price, as you perceive it/Always Free to Everyone
being Free of Such Limiting Definitions/Being
By Definition
The Opposite of Limitation/In a State
Where Only a Changeless Reality can be shown/and
Where Love is The Light
Through which You see/And only Endless Life and Beauty can be Known/In Your Original Home and
State of

E t e r n i t y//

That The Sorry Slaves of Agony Swear
does not Exist/

But Still Remains
A Universal Wellspring
of Light and Hope/No One can
sincerely deny
they want
to have
Forever//but can be Easily Distracted
by The Perishable Pleasures of The Flesh
and Its
Quick, Cheap and Easy Side/Rather than
Regarding The Body as Merely Neutral
and Only a Vehicle for The Higher Mind/You are Taught Senselessly
By a Sick and Hateful Society Built Chiefly on Slavery/and Brutal Self Denial
to Regard only The Surface/and Form-Worship/and to Regard The Flesh as a Sacred Temple/Ignoring
The Limitless Power and Light
of Your Very Own
Mind/and Cruelly Oppressing, Misdirecting
and Badly Educating and Teaching it
Through The Clear Ego Mechanism
of Competition/Rather than
Freeing It________Honestly
with Originality,
Vivid Creativity and
Authentic Self Expression,
Guilt and Accusation Free/Which would
Unlock Your Mind's Timelessness
to You/
and Free it
from Insanity/The Twisted and Demented
Sick Slaves
of Agony
is Reality and True/and not The Mad Illusions
They are Sadly Supporting
By going_________________Nowhere
in the Circular Illusion of Movement
through Time/Wasting it, and Themselves, Hating
and calling This Darkness
in the

D a r k_ B u r n i n g _R a i n/

of Time//
which though, They also Swear
is Precious
They Squander and Waste Away,
Miserably Enslaved
to a Petty Little Lifestyle which
They Invest Themselves in without True Profit of Heart
and Hence, Actually
Impoverishing Themselves/with New Heartlessness/Weighted Down Heavily
in Yesterday's Vision of Tomorrow/But
actually Thinking They've Got It Right
and Believing
Quite The Reverse/So
That Their Dark Projected Visions
Condemn and Curse
Everyone and Everything/Within
Their Spiteful and Jealous Sight/To keep
Their Microversion of The Universe/at war
with itself/and in
Constant Fighting/....

* * *
We Now Interrupt
This Poem
for a Commercial Break!

need Love too, Didn't You Know? Cause THE BIBLE
tells Me so,

And I'm a Bible Belt Bitch

from South Hell

so I should know...
so I should know..._____________________________DEMONS Need Love, Too,


They Especially Need Your Love and Care,/DEMONS of D A R K N E S S ,
and D E S T R U C T I O N

For Love is

What Inspires All DEMONS to Play

Delightful Childish Games of Make-Believe

and Make Their Own Hellish Work

that Much Less

a Slavish Toil for Them

with all The Amusement

Your Selfishness, Greed and Vanity provides/

Bitterly Mocking

Your Endless Shame

is what gives All Demons Joy and Laughter

Cherishing Every Mistake You Ever Made

Demons laugh at You in Spite and Hate

that You don't even understand Them/..You're So Ignorant

it makes You Sick

Stupid, Lazy

and Weak/...

And DEMONS Love You

in this State!/for Here,

You Welcome FEAR

Open hearted-ly with Love!/And Call to

ALl ItS PAin aNd uGliNesS

with All Your Desires...../

Yes, DEMONS Need Love
Too, with WEST HELL's most
Precious Nectar
Served You..../

("Got Guilt?")

Now Drink Up, Kiddies

is a Natural.....It Helps Build Up
__________________________________Super Low Morale
_____________________________________________________and Low Self Esteem!

A Primary Source of Mal-Nutritious
worth and value

In HELL!//

Sweet and Savory,

Non-Fattening and O-So-Flavory,


Low Calorie

G U I L T!

(It Does a Body C R U E L!)

(-( "Got G U I L T?)-)"

We Now Return
to Our Regularly Scheduled Poetry....

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26, January-21 June 1999
Park Slope, Brooklyn, NYC

From "I'm Not Afraid of The Dark" #82 Collection of 21st Century Poetry, Dark Burning Rain, copyright, by

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