Noam for President: if (& when)  Trump is Impeached

Footsteps of the Cosmos 


In Orbit of Sun Ra

A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

(beware the beheading of Lady Liberty)

What will it take for you to be — Disillusioned?

You, the conformist voters who elected this brilliant idiot into office, say he is the man of God you wanted in the White House, because (Lord knows) in the past eight, the coffee got a little “too black…too strong” for your biased tastes and predilections to praying in love all the while you were living in hate. You knew just like me that he’s a monstrous made of money megalomaniac misogynistic bigoted racist no better than a charismatic con man selling fool’s gold whose only game plan is his own personal wars on peace and equality for control of the country and its oil and the legalization of discrimination

…& if you let him
then you are as much
a Democratic Fascist as he is.

Just remember you have to go back to the beginning to understand the end. but, it’s bound to stay worse a long way before democracy returns to its natural state of noncomplacent nonconforming diversity that makes us free to be incomparably you and me.


The Pixionary Pt. 21 — The Encore 


The Pixionary Pt. 20 — The Finale


Slavery by Another Name

It’s a crying shame
We are
Left with these
Legacies of dead presidents
Long gone
& looked upon
Like links in a chain

From slavery to Jim Crow
To the present day minstrel show
Of slavery by another name.

But who is to blame?
For this system of mass
Incarceration, which

Is (& always has been) the new
Plantation under incorporation

All due to the loophole
In the 13th amendment:
Slavery shall not exist

Except as punishment
For crimes of the duly convicted.
There’s an abundance

Of evidence of things not seen
Nor sown, reaped to let it be
Known, that the myth
Of Black criminality is obscene.
Our Blackness
Does not make us
Miscreants, although
Maybe misunderstood; yet,
We continue
To be convicted
For our convictions —
Persecuted like Jesus;


Love Note(s)

2. Her body hides in words
I’d love to browse fore I drowse
Dreaming poetry.

1. I want to walk your
Fingertips, & follow what remains
Of this road for me.