"10 Restless Knights" Pt.3.: Kingles' Tall

  I big, I strong,
I enforce the rules.
I captured a thief.
He was bad.
He steal valuable things.
He steal many things.
He even took life.

"What a shame", I say.
I be worse thief than him.
I take heart
Me looks and me power take many hearts
me also take souls
Small soul, Big soul.
mostly bad souls.
I no like bad men.
I kill bad men who steal.

......steal things.

I no steal
LOVE not thing.
right?
not like I choose what to steal\
I do no wrong.
women want me. women love me
women have me.
they steal too.
I enforce rules
they like power too.
do not steal from me.
cause I kill.

ORDER

"10 restless knights" Pt. 2.: Darod' Stale

  I killed a man today. It was horrible.
I can see it clearer than day.
He was protecting his stable.
Poor fool died for a belief.
I murdered him for property.
materials are physical incarnations of ideas.
inventions.

The reality of creation.
It's one true physical manifestation.
the fool lived on thoughts.
thrived on talking and acting.

He pleaded with me.
He begged that I would not kill him.
He offered me every thing that he owned.
If his own possessions were less valuable than his life
I was to take his most valuable possession
one he wouldn't trade anything for.
and that's why I killed him.

I fight for big gains.
Great rewards and for self satisfaction
morals and honor are just petty thoughts for me.
never worth any of my time.
I had a chance and I took it.
I took it all.

ADVANTAGE

"10 restless knights" Pt. 1.: Armos' Tail

   I once owned a stable in Whitfield. It was an extraordinary sight to see.
one that causes sore eyes and a shine in the buck teeth of many lesser men.
Ones unworthy of such a sight. I painted it gold.
 I used a stand to exemplify it's beauty.
I once foresaw it's destruction.
I was vain then. I rarely leaked paranoia.
Now it erodes the calm thoughts through thick gushes of sweat.

A king was killed there. I praise the day it happened.
I worship an action, a moment, a time.
'tis not a flaw in my logic
but a kink in life's armor.
I worship a time, a day, an hour, a second.
an idea, a symbol.
but today does not.

I hail destruction and despise order.
Anarchy is not my game
but the source of my fame.
I am the first knight.

REFORM

Throwing Stones

With a muttered coincidence
Gold yet struck.
Oil yet revealed.
Bestowed with the gift of silence
Burdened with the curse of solitude.
Mistaken phrases renounced in whispered utterances.


It is like looking into a shattered mirror. 7 years bad luck.
3rd time is a charm.
Repaired yet again.
Broken courage.
Glued with warm delusions of satisfaction
The light of persistence
Reveals every crack.


One is never whom one says one is. is one?

Wet Paint

I stumbled into something new
I, unaware of what to do.
A new mistake I'm sure to make
Another mask, new hand to take.
Attempt to reach it
I dare not.


I clearly haven't learned


Upon the floor.
A painters brush.
No worries now.
It's not a crush.
A stroke of truth
The color black
A dry brushed white
To show the cracks.
I aim to high.


Stained ambitions
No more precautions.
Reckless impatience.
Paint didn't settle.
Mixed emotions.
Colors blended by accident.


Painted the wrong picture.
No longer a work of art.
But a crime of passion.

Schizoid ( M I Q A D)

Question my motifs?
No arbitrary motives involved in this subtle transition
Rockefeller wasn't a rook
Nor Einstein a pawn
The bloated king dines on
Cesar's buttered snack.
The first president's invention
The last precedent in place.


Mary of the oval bar.
Curly bronzed transgression
Needled and sowed tears in time (wasted) and space (unused)
A glimmered twilight yawned
rash yet sophisticated.
The envy of a bitter brute.


"Flee" flaunted the peacock
Mistaken for twin serpents
Confused for each other.
Lovely venom
Painful seduction.
Stainless consumption.
Months within their bellies
Years without eating.


The moon's shine is a luff
red plastic trees
Tumble
Tumble
Tumbled

Click* Undeveloped Footage Pt. 2

CLICK*
A dog with fur as black as his luck.
Eyes shine red with a glare of a blinding flash
he stands like a deer in the headlights.
an allusion to his fate.
if you can't be a good example
you will be a fair warning.

CLICK*
A brown knitted sweater
brown pants and a black tie.
A child whom looks to be going somewhere.
Pen in hand. Smile on face.
Time slows down
He's not on the moon yet.


CLICK*
A man in a room
Selling his soul along with his legacy
gets everything in exchange
Love,Peace, Prosperity, Money.
a pitch black absence in his eyes.
a lucid moment of satisfaction
when the greatest burden life has to offer
 is taken off his back.

CLICK*
Man and wife.
in a new town.
older than they are.
young and in love.
out of options.
the north country bears well wishers.
and a fist full of dollars.