Michael Dagen
Gold Belt #97
Oh what the hellwear a chastity beltcall it perverted call it reversed taken extrememaybe the worst way 2 cureno love dis-ease not so kind initiation slap in the facemental patient coo coo and cockeyedit’s roughso many damn monthsalone in the buff self love tantrakind of a bore not really workingmore of a choredoes this fiery […]
Hard Hearted Women #96
Hard hearted womendamn near a sintrying 2 love them pity pity menkarma sees no friendin the endGod sendbeautiful bullshit stormdesigned 4 needy soulsplease guide meout from underforsaken by my own makingthis way surly gets old. Day Gun
Cancer As Cure #92
stand on your headpretend like you’re deadread right to leftsing like you’re deafact not bereftignore grand life theftnow can you seebackwards diseaselost not a wayplayed as a gamedeceived you and methings – can – only – be…. just like they aremind crafted warcurtain controltorn to shredsnothing a blurbody doesn’t miss-takelanguage in each acheproactive cleanse to […]
Current-See #85
underworld rulerscan’t stop us risingsalacious season finale stylefear string bowingaims at maintaining current-seewill you still feed this food streamcollective phaseshadow exposuretransitioning awayfrom old world orderno rhymeor reason at first glanceauthentic last chanceto trust God’s planman, woman, brother, sister, mothertruth can be roughfound in throughafter all thisyou’d never guesswe find love too. Day Gun
Angry Angels #81
It’s fine to be angryangelsjust don’t burn the place downbest leave that to God. The friction of fiction finally facilitates focuson findingrealityrather than floating infantasy. Nonsense narrativefuels consent2 get bent so focus on creatingwhat comes nextinsteadof bending overnonsense. Wolves exist in the forestpreying on lost soulswho can’t see predators from the treesfree spirits knowthe only […]
Tale of a Scout #73
sent to depthsclimber of heightsa scout does not live in fearable to sniff out miragesa scout seeks only truthevery tribe needs a scouteven more scouts are better when a tribe invalidates a scoutthey risksurvival tribes without scouts are blindfood for predatorsa tribe of scouts sees and makes the future bright so scout on. Day Gun
Full Court Press of Tests #64
nature is testyno time for restingif you want to serve Thy Willbest get busycleaning up your messybroken family a cracked pot of shame insanenot to try piece together the gang before the big shebangdang I love how messed up we areso much funnot being the only one. Day Gun
A Pastime #49
I have searched far and widefor one who can handlemy shirtless, commando kilt naturemany have fallen for my he-man haironly to lose steadfastnessfaltering latercould this be the love we’ve searched for since the beginning of time one that can valiantly serve each other more than just fine please don’t mind my giant standing stoneit’s been […]
Critique of Your Park #46
while I was sad to seethat most of your park was closed after darkI couldn’t help but fall for your unique chic wildernesslacking any bit of signageI got lost for mileageuntil a limpy dog announced with one single bark hey dummy stop trying so hard to date a parknot being one to stay in his […]
Living Will #16
nothing could be better than dying togetheras our love would continue to nourish under feet you may desire to shed your body by firebut please consider rotting with me a white cedar could sprout over our bones,growing sunward casting all shadows underneath for twenty-four thousand years our children will hearthe ringing of bells through the […]
Merry Go Round #14
Jenna Lee come with me to where the veil blurs You see fear is a projection in the minds of humans. The great mill forever grinding souls in the cosmic merry go round May we will ourselves free of the game, the ride, the earthen school. For now is the time to […]
My Love ~ a Canyon #10
last night I spied you out the corner of my eye the image unclearyour predecessor still blurs my vision I felt you lookingat and through me what did you see what is left of me our time not yet I could not look this taste so fine a foodfor my lonely patience my love ~ […]
The Cusp of What I Am #7
I am the arctic wind on a moonlit winter’s nightI am the warm summer breeze lakeside in the shade. I am the shattering quake sent to bring you to your kneesI am the long smooth rock you lay across to soak up the sun I am the funnel cloud nightmare from your childhood […]
Supernova of the Heart #6
conquered and discarded. thank you great teacher generations of volatile love patterns now broken a heart sacrificed for my ancestors and children there are rules to dreams in this realm even devils like us must obey our love exists in a parallel fiction, may we meet there someday. Day Gun