Words by Zac Dunn
Published Issue 132, December 2024
BREATH OV THE RED KEAP
AS A TOWER once again prepares
To raise a new banner and declare another
Age of ideology and standard we shall know
And honor in our respect for each other
Is not a book that we can allow
PROFANE FOOLS TO PEN …
as SCRIBES of OLD told tales of GOD and PROPHETS who spoke TRUTH … yet the VERSION that became CANNON BALLS of truth that crash through enemy vessels DECKS … were more often crafted in
HEARTS SO DARK AND CANDLE LIT PLACES THAT MOLD AND GRIME OF TIME HELD FIRM AND CORRECTLY
MONKS thought only of the NOW before them. Some took to the plow and other to EVIL THAT THEY SOWED SEEDS TO HIDE BEHIND HEDGES AND TATTERED BOOK EDGES … for TRUTH is only of use when a BOOK IS AVAILABLE to CAST AT ANYONE …
JUSTICE
JUST US?
JUST US!
JUST US.
WE CANNOT BREATHE OR FEED OUR BROOD TO KNOW an EVIL SERPENT LOOMS
The system that says YAY or NAY … is a self-feeding machine of SLAVERY …
THE CHICKEN AND THE EGG … cannot be UNDONE
IF WE CREATE CURRENCY ENSLAVING HUMANS FOR A PROFIT AND PRETEND THIS IS FAITH … WE STEP INTO THE DARK SIDE AND BLINDLY EAT THE HOT COAL THAT WE COUGH AND VOMIT LAVA CHUNKS THAT HURT US MORE THAN THOSE LEFT TO DODGE THEM …
BUT …
Roger ROGER BING BING
and BAM BAM and KIMMY CHØPZ
MAXIM IDIOMzzzz ov NOA grow KAMz UNDER STRANGER POWERS and Boots we stomp our FIRES and RAG NAW RAWK MAXKLAW GRAVA LOXXX OV SUPREME VIC 314
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LET GO!
The hot coal you hold
Holds you too
And its fear is a fire that singes
Our edges as we gaze into the blaze
SO LET GO
And know to let the FEAR and coal fall like a cold seed to earth below and spring in
JOY NOT FEAR
AS A TREE GROWS ALWAYS WITH RINGS THAT SING THE SONG OF THE FAMILY AND TOUCH STONES OVERTURNED BY THE PROFANE
ONLY TO FILL BUCKETS WITH HOPES AND DREAMS AS WE SHUFFLE UNDER STARRY SKIES TO CARRY THE WATER OR FIRE OR KILL WE SHARE WITH THOSE WHO CARRY THE WEIGHT AND SIT AT OUR FIRE
SO LET GO!
And grow branches that reach for the heavens like SNOW crushing trees as AVALANCHES that remember only the stone teeth of DOLOMITES
ROCKS ARE HARD
WE ARE SOFT
OUR HEARTS ARE A MIX WE TAKE
AND CAST OFF
IN LOFTY AMBITIOUS ACTS
THAT ATTRACTS PASSION AND PREY
AS WE CIRCLE THE STONES
AND SPARK THE FIRE TO LIFT THE VEIL
OF DARKNESS TO WELCOME OUR LIGHT WE SHARE
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Zac Dunn is a psycho-social mechanic, father, musician and dreamer. Check out his music and follow him on Twitter | Instagram | Tumblr.
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