Poems - William Wolfman

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Introduction
A group of Nazi werewolves marched up the stairs of the young blonde-haired and blue eyed girl’s apartment building in urban Germany. The night is eclipsed in obscured chaos. The two planets: Mars and Venus vacillate in opposition, causing the young girl’s Geminian mind to scatter and recollect across the page. Howls and screams through canine skulls, the blonde compartmentalizes her opening speech with words falling neatly into place on the fine tooth. Placing words down into sounded patterns paralleling those of the soldier’s steps of their basic training’s jog. The choice to write seemed tiresome, monotonous, strange… And yet, she was relentless. She infuses her content with a touch satire and titles the poem “Born Victim” on the front page, and signs her name below the line of the last poem on the last page:
“Anne Frank”
The werewolves break open the wooden door and find her sitting stiffly beside a bedside table with her black diary closed on her lap. Frank looks up toward the bandit and smiles crookedly. Her sky-blue messiah eyes suddenly become warmer in hue, and fades fiercely to a scorching neon red. Her teeth that once seemed orderly and complacent appear grinded with cavities and holes. She smiles and answers calmly, “Welcome to the fascist factory”, Frank exclaims. “Welcome to the chaos I‘ve recorded… Feast your eyes on the spirit of the moon’s fraternal phase.”
Alternating victimized vaudevillains of a Holocaust’s aftermath
Psychadelic psyches toward the dilapidated follies

Mercury

There is a plutonian sea—a fathomless depth to its interior; the surface is ravaged by a storm. Life might be ravaged, but the depths of the sea remain calm, just as the woman is. The ebb and flow of her hair fossils entangle. The fruitful brush for longing. To distill so specific a pollen that the bees consume... Like transforming bronze into silver… Silver into gold.
“Come with me… For I will demonstrate to you… The alchemical processes of your upbringing. Tis’ a place where wolves cannot fly, birds do not howl, and arachnids crawl where angels tread. Orion unbuckles the belt and unsheathes an anointed tipped arrow.”
With his right hand, orion clasps the back end of the weapon. Aims the weapon in the direction of his targeted fertile prey. Flings the arrow and strikes the fowl.
Sickened chaos of the million cells that vied in competition; an inconceivable phenomenon so precise. Seen through the shining remnants of the constellation formed in and during the cold, fourth order; ceased.
Sting, Sting, Sting, the tail plunged, stalled and faced the delicacy of the beaten red heart. Bearing witness of the unnameable, the scorpion’s stinger rests. Organ’s tempo resumes.
The scorpion-tailed mistress stands naked in the virgin spring. The mistress exclaims “I am the keeper of keys. You are my confidante. Thou is blessed with the power of mutability. Speak to the fallen angel. Speak to free thy ‘witch’. Speak to kill thy name. Enchant your remorse over the entitled richness of the patriarchal vantage point you possess.
He will be granted the gift of transcendence, the very nature of my power. You will be my confidante, a mercurial messenger, silently departing in the darkness of night.
She does not speak, whisper, nor cry. She simply awaits his next move on the path. Due to the wolf’s loss of sight, he cannot see what she looks like but can at least sense her presence due to the subconscious ebb and flow of the new currency emanating from her bloodshot eyes.
The scorpion-tailed mistress is the lover of all things transcendent. A faithful believer in the animistic dual-nature that he remains devoted to. He has the power to transform the general view of her irresistible radiance and magnetism.


Straight Man in a Straightjacket 

Straight man in a straightjacket
Leprechaun on a rainbow full of luck

Strayed man in in a spade jacket
Lucky charmed homosexual

Bi-polar bear, Sno-caps and stares
Candy pills, Candy kills
Bi-polar cave, bear nave
Candy Caps, Capped sun-hats

Geminian-Scorpionic complexities
The psychedelic psyches and prowess pikeys

In a cushioned box, sleeved arm rest
Locked in a swindled cotton vest


Guard on God of new territory
Steel bars shock in sheer of twisted show


Tragic Magic, Manic Panic
Gay homo sapien, smiley lips


Witchcraft Defiance
Newtonian Plutonian
Plato’s Plutonium

F = G*((m sub 1*m sub 2)/r^2), The force of attraction
Forcing inside the beguiling seductresses of sin

Tonight’s dream
Tomorrow’s jurisprudence

The apple of Adam’s throat fallen

The Atom of Adam
The Eve of Christmas
Loren’s formula
Defy the laws of Newton’s physics
f-g

Breeder of the Beast
Lust for a season
Lust for a huntress


The Bees of honey
Third order; ceased

Lust for absence
Lust for corpulent curve


Phallic, erect
The male thrusts tube inside female pouch
The male breeds


Bleeds, inseminated canal

Eggs of Leda; Harvest
Bird’s egg; Hatched
Twins; Castor and Pollux

Gush of crushed yolk, bloodborne
Stained seed on nested brush-top

Eyes from slit socket, balled
Lips wide-open
Leech latched, suckled
Teeth clasped onto breasted nip

Emit, a million
Feminine abundance

Neptunian Queen

Neptunian Queen
the keeper of keys
An Immense power that flashes
The mysterious songs sound only at night in a sleep


King of Cups, Psychic Queen
These are the Neptunian Fantaseas


Sirens appear to perform Piscean requiems
King of Cups, the Psychic Queen

Sirens appear to perform a Piscean requiem
sage-like wisdom, sage-like words

Sage-like wisdom, sage-like words


Zodiac-Sign Racist Trials

Delusioned and feared; a mass hysteria in accordance to the
fondness of the 8th sign, Scorpio
Segregated humans with arachnid legs, possessed
Satan Santa
Swift swindles of ole’ Kris Kringle
The Naught/Nice list 

Thinkin’...

Engrams at ends, M&Ms with N’s
Elf of Bi-Pole, Bi-polar pole

St. Nick
Satan Nick
Santa Satan
Satan Santa
Dog’s God
God’s Dog
Dog’s Ma
Dogma
O, Men
Omen

Wolf Men
Women
W-Men

Men

Reindeer
Reign, deer
Reign, dear
Reign, God

Rain


Fast Food Nation of Sociopathy
This is a woman, and this is a cow
This is a clown, and this is a happy meal


Ronald McDonald Trumped
Fast-Food, Fat-Food
Nugget of gold grease


Cannibal
GMO-Cow, Crucible
Cataclysmic contraption

Ronald, circus messiah of the Last Supper
Wendy, the virgin

Pathogenic Primate
African prime-mated millennial
Bible pages---unpeeled, like a banana
The ape of rape that vapes and tapes

Martin Luther Nanking
Bloodborne pathogenic paleness
Zombie raid from ‘84 AIDS
The aides of a black tinted needle

Villainess of Villainous Victims
Vilify the vilified

Double U, Double V

This is a villain and this is villainy
This is Villainess and this is Villainous

Vials of versimilitudes
The vicissitudes of vandalists

Varnish the vines
Varnish the vore


Fascist Fashion

This is fashion and this is fascism
This is lipstick and this is solipsism


Solipsistic lipstick
The lips that stick to the oneness of your lips
The Hermes tongue that got me infected


Adam and Eve
Short Pornographic Fiction (in progress)

A million male cells, A million male Washingtons
Perhaps it's just the Saturn-conjunct-Moon that's finally shedding it's light on the obscured chaos---though unpleasant, is no more, no less volatile than you or I. From your vantage point, you considered by attributes 'unworthy' and 'villainous'. From my vantage point, I considered your accusations no less than what you have disclaimed them to be. That small discrepancy of observance is what has us human beings condemned by the small facet of a bigger jewel that is this criminal-justice dichotomy.

I could mistakenly become that fork in the road that causes your fatality; the lipstick smeared on your lips, headlined as 'sexy' opposite to the 'evil' penned by liberals comparing bodies to the ones of multi-million dollar sex icons in fashion magazines. “Elitist”, if you will... As Millions of George Washingtons tower inside family homes, vying upon competition to fertilize mankind's most expansive representational achievements. To say--- at the very least this society, so keenly focused on it's attention toward freedom was by any means 'hostile', is rudderless in ways we a counteract in defiance toward conspiracy. A witch cult that dances around a bonfire could have their presences on broomsticks uplifted by a Baroque painter's composited lie in combining Newton's gravitational truths with household objects. Do you comprehend the vulnerability at which these laws---both scientific and judicial, insists to protect and fail? Do you choose to confide in the dark of a dismal prison at so inadequate a cost of force? 

Enjoy your lunary orbital sex positions. I, myself am a black hole similar to the vulva I fantasized filling; a mass of rudderless shit encompassing the disturbed dogmatic escapism you create.

“No...” exclaimed Eve. “The force to attract... Newton’s bulleted first step.”
As Eve moves closer to Adam, she raises her right hand and points to the direction of his neck. “Your throat” Eve exclaims. “The lump in your throat.”


Social Solace

1 > 0
Solipsism
1,000 likes < 1 like


1 > 0
Solipsism
1,000 follows < 1 follow


1 > 0
Solipsism
1,000 shares < 1 share


1 > 0
Solipsism
1,000 friends < 1 friend



Callypso’s Eclipse (Excerpt from Seraphia)
Mistress waned until dark body reached full phase

Heard dead queens cry underground
Heard screams and howls through victim maw

Beast faded
Chin against dusk chill, clasped edge of crested moutain ledge

Obtained dark helmet
Obtained invisibility from the world around me

Pygmalion A.I. 
An Epic

Burst and faded...
Faded towards oblivion...

Pygmalion A.I.
Spartan, Samurai
Sculptor, Scientist

Athens, Tokyo
Statue, A.I.

Atomic Nucleai
A.I.-Atheistic Intangible
Pygmalion, the scientist

Kira, the Kami
Shinigami, Kamikaze

Pygmalion and the sculpted marble
Pygmalion and the wired bomb

General, black-cloaked
Emperor and Empress
Romanesque Japan
The droids; androids

Godless abortions
Mass of aged scientists
Western unwillingness for deicide
Christ-low of solipsism

Parthenon blown and desolated
The disintegrated flesh


Holly Wood on the Hilltop
Pin and Cross, Apple Sauce
Lights, Camera, Welles’ Citizens of Cain


Marbled Checkered Pound Cakes
Marbled checkered pound cakes and sweet abortions
Egg-mixes
Blackberry pancakes drizzled in blueberry syrup


Uncanny Candy
Lollipops and nail polish
Eye shadow and Fun Dip

Snickers of Oils
Sugar plums and shrooms
Witch’s maze of Brooms
Baboons and Typhoons

Farah and the Fetish Factory
Welcome Farah
Welcome to the Fetish Factory
My name is Rosie and I am the riveter
My name is Rosie and I love to rivet

Cocoa Cola and the Cocaine Puffs
Cocoa Cola and the Cocaine Puffs
Cocoa Coka, Cocoa Cola
Kuckoo for Cola Puffs
Coca Cocaine in cold-pressed Cola bottle
Cocoa bird tranquil from remnants of lined Coke

Ghostly in the Ravages
Ghostly in the rigid ravages, I walked on woven wheat. Afar the undulating underbrush was a patch passed a path, and an unfortified fortress forming. Wistful willows withered as I trekked past the plight where grimed grains grew and icicles dripped on padded pitches.
Fawns in the furrow. Balcony had broken bridges. Spiders spun their silk. Blood boiled in shades of silver; the blood of ancients. Black beetle reigned and snatched the ghoul from the ravaged forest.

Nazi Yahtzee
Nazi Yahtzee
Paparazzi Shot
Nazi Yahtzee
Roll with whatever that dies, that dice
Get a 7

24 fps dividend of 7

Zoopraxiscope's side effect of mere physical obersvation
stone of transcending filmic languages from mountains distilled from volcanic nature
Darwinian human forms distilled from projection volcanic rock; 

flat 2-d projections of 3-d physical space

Artspeak imitations of consciousness stemming
7 was a dividend of 24 fps in this state of alteration



Zig-Zag
Zig-Zag, Zagh Zagh
Zig-Zag in a Zebra
Zip the Zipper
the Zipper that Zaps


The Zapper
Zig-Zag Zoo

Grey and Obscure

Haze and Mist
Grey and obscure


Niches in the ground
The haze from the spirit of nirvana


Oils and shackles
Dust in burnt umber


The cry from the crow of coastline mist


A deception from the clouds
A reflection of travesty


The aftermath that death dreamt too


Gold Lioness
Heir of the airy hirsute lioness
Heir pounced the panther of prowess


Enter the shrine
Enter, your highness


Enlightened
Radiant aright

Thick golden mane of king’s maiden
Maiden’s fur glistened
Glistened with gold


The Royal Lioness
Shimmering Shine


A brightened highlight
A dismal low
The coiled shadow


The Fountainless Dreamer
Fountainless Dreamer
Porcelain-white skin of a doll
Pretty bare feet on the masonry


Spun and soared
Plucked peaches, Picked pine cones

A dreamer tinted in blue
Tainted by the grey side
Half-way full

Sorcerous X

Sorcerous X
Snarling and sterling
The snake’s tail wrapped the steel of Knight foil
Blood mouthfuls of Strawberries
Keep a secret, make a wish

Vive le Moulin Rouged
Serpentine bliss in Adam’s fake apple

He tilts the glass of sparkling red wine towards her sweet mouth
The head flows, her body, lifted aloft his earthly shamanist trick

Fawn and the sleeping mother
Like Cernunnos and Danu—enmeshed in lacebark; serpent scales

Death’s face formed, moon waxed into a sickle
Entangled grim tail enchants the spell of hexed sorcery

The hells that sexed, sorceress hexed
The hex of sorcerous X


Gen X, Gen Y
Gen XX... XY, and...
Z


Set

I am the arrow — Like Set
Release, I soar


Pierce the Eagle’s eye; shatter Osiris’s Iris
Isis, betrayed
Set—to abdicate the throne

Where is the Werewolf?
Where is the Werewolf’s Will?
Where is the Will of the Werewolf?

The whimsical Will of werewolves?
The whimsical werewolf of Will?

Winding on the wave of whirled wishes
The whirring word of the world that waned upon the witch’s wand
Waxing from the wilt of a willow, the wallows of waste that wiped what would of won
The wild wolf of werewolf Will is where the wild wolf watched and wallowed
The Werewolf Will of wild wolf is when he waits and watches

Vampiric Apocalypse

Scorpionic 28
Thatcher’s crossed-swastika, vampiric apocalypse
The Skittles of PRIDE, The AIDS of Spades

Taste the black rainbow
Godspeed the fruit empress


Trans

Trans...
Form womb and phallic envy
Trans...
Form anime eyes
Trans...
Gen, a millennium falcon
Trans...
Gen, binary


Epilogue
The room, silent. 

In unison, the band of nazi werewolves sit in an indian-style position. Frank points to the band’s leader. “You, first.” The leader stands and moves closer in the direction towards Frank to perform a sacrifice. Frank gets up from her bedside, and underneath, reveals a samurai sword. Frank hands the leader the swords and exclaims to him with the confidence as she jad become his leader, “Perform” The leader takes the sword, unsheaths and looks at the simmering blade with pride and dignity. He places both knees on the carpet beside Frank’s bed and looks up toward the girl with glass eyes. “Yes, master” the werewolf exclaimed. With both bands on the handle he points the blades’ end toward his chest. Striking the left side of his abdomen he strokes the blade in the direction of his right. The others do not flinch at the sight of his excruciating pain. They are paralyzed all the same. Frank asks the remaining four to perform the same duty.

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