The Art of Maggie ”Theatrix” Mordor

trees talk to me
elder tree version

the night does speak to me yes
terrifying slight of hand

still as though a whale with a wink of the eye
grim in the ocean in size and stature

i felt there was something much greater than i standing on the land
a presence felt more than perceived

it was a momentary feeling that was certain
being from a being of end and destruction

how unbothered by honor at the surface
whose home is the deep unknown

not known
it was singing more than saying

jubilant from afar
establishing communication about communications with messages sent with meaning

you couldn’t tell a soul to go away
far or near to an other

the place it touches only is here
where the fire started inside

sad sung near establishing a hierarchy of sounds resoundingly clear
no reason to believe so far

the only place it ever touches is there
where the fire started outside

how merciless to the uncertain in the dark
whose deeds amount little to none

maintaining flow in the most dire of circumstances
tripping on balls yet in reality owning it all

the world has never seen art like i am making
it is the catalyst long waited for the thing that will make people say

as they read it made themselves
remake themselves along the way

i am nothing special
i look around and reflect

in an artist’s way
that is about it as an anti-saint

the glorious saint anti-ain’t
not minding anyone's business

ever
the saint of ocularity

the ability to choose what one sees
occult oculary clarity

whats not my business
and what is very much not my business

close the windows
lock the doors

i want people
to kill themselves

i am allowed to hate my father
and my brothers for their idiocy

symbolized by the brut nicholas david
well meaning but unable to refute his control over material possessions

bodies in the street have turned into meat
is the only thing holding me back from anything

the woman i would want to love
such sweet sorrow and beauty

like a draught i drank her
wishing i could be a balm for her body

something that could feed her
for all of her days and all of mine

as such we are going to kill all dogs
setting the stage for pestilent death

the only way to do anything actually serious
is to make it a joke

the reality is this
that reality is a breeze

everything is available
at the end of one fingertip

i look good
i smell good

i am blasting all the signs
that i am fucking done with this society

i don’t fucking care anymore
i could only send you ever

the reason why is that animals
make me feel silly

because they dont listen to you
i don't really want to deal with piggies

or the birds and the bees
so could you just handle that for me

it would mean a lot to me
i dont have to fight to survive

that doesn't make me better
but it makes me able to fight back

brothers private charter plane
to Caracas and back

getting a lift to paris
to blow up the spot

id rather get cooked
than get burn out at this point

apartment vs condo
flat correlating

people sit in traffic
not trying to move in it

i dont want to babysit
so i am not going to offer

if you ask me to
i would love to do it for you

gladly i would do this
with joy i could do this for you

but i dont really want to
as ive bigger fish to fry

a perfect station for the perfect standoff
birdie say good girl

im going to walk my brother’s dog
all over this police station

its the perfect thing
the perfect protection

walking a dog
scoping out the entire joint

motorcycle in the parking lot
means they've got a hot shot

steal from the full time mechanic shop
without getting caught

two older lapd cars
makes then show like they are

reminiscent or something
proud perhaps

no of course obviously
the policeman’s pride would play

heavily in the change of guard
quickly there are SUVs out front

but its just that i have a hotdog
no meat with a side of pickles

dogs are the beasts of want
senility will be the death of us all

i am the methodist man
and woman in kind

year zero is over
as of the formerly first of september

bring yourself to see it start anew
anno deam ex

a new age in the year of our lord
los angeles has the spirit

ever having the best time at the skate/city park
literally sitting at center stage

hispanic guys were leaf blowing
made their way across the audience area into the field beyond

she would squint my eyes open and watch skaters gliding or crashing by
neither paying each other any mind

rather the tropical heat and the sun proved a common enemy
and this was a watering hole to share

just as the animals came to seek my love
available and listening how could they resist

evil so in our midst
as poignant as a breath in the mist

this is where i both survive and bury my father
a return to good form

braindead working for the dead
the yet and the not yet

because this is all happening
over and over and over again

constantly and continuously and repetitiously and at the same time
its all just flowing happening flowing happening flowing happening

allll happening right now
at once meaning this is the one time its going down

its all happening at the same time
like ok for us we have an instant bc that is our time scale

we can exist rn and thats it
the next dimension is literally just being able to exist for longer than the moment…. thats all it is

so let's start w the second that just happened, the current second, and then the coming second
is a second called a second like 2nd

a second is second to what
the moment

it's not made for you …unless
unless your dead or not alive yet

that is not an explanatory provocation
or jab

lets just call it
the second coming

the second coming that is going to smash your current coming
the coming current of your becoming

cumming
all over you

move past this discovery
just be and go

past pulling as a season
own the push

the alternative to this kind of thinking
is to return back to your fire

safe as it can be
safe as a fox in the den

but we are leaving
we need to move from this campfire

into the night
where it is safer for our kind

we dont need to huddle and fuss
we need to run and cuss

survival means more than comfort
it is more than what can be afforded

for ancestors
including our guardians

they lose most of all
generation upon generation

with such grace and humility
coming from such depravity

your eidolon is a pussy
so is mine