[Poem] As Above So Below

 by Emmit Other

猴王在玉盤前笑

皇帝皺著眉

上如下如

黃之先知說

永生是用豆子換來檸檬

共工之鱗穿柱裂

自高柱人必墜

強風大力

面朝地面

鬼中鬼盲

盲人引盲

無神聖加冕於皇帝

伯牙琴破

和諧被動搖

泥中自愛花被靴踏

靴踏死島

它活在明天

过去死了

破皇帝不復為

天命翻轉

玉鏡反射

鏡顯無限

無人能為柱

他是孤老

因無冠於額

The Monkey King laughs before the jade plate

 The Emperor furrows his brow

 Above as below

 The Yellow Prophet says Eternal life is lemons traded for beans

 Gonggong's scales pierce through, pillars crack 

Those who stand high on pillars must fall 

Strong winds with great force

 Face toward the ground

 Ghost among ghosts, blind 

The blind leading the blind 

No sacred coronation for the Emperor 

Boya's qin is broken 

Harmony is shaken 

Self-loving flowers in mud are trampled by boots

 Boots trample the dead island

 It lives in tomorrow 

The past is dead

 The broken Emperor shall be no more 

The Mandate of Heaven overturns 

The jade mirror reflects 

The mirror shows infinity

 No one can be a pillar 

He is alone and old

 For there is no crown upon his brow

[Poem] Under the Strawberry Moon

 by Emmit Other

Beneath the strands of vines in sky

You seek the stars and wonder why

The wicked man has stolen hope

To which I shake my head and Nope

You cannot steal the stars that burn

You merely need to inner eye return

And view the cosmos in inner light

There is hope and it is in sight

To win this battle you have to fight

Beneath the Strawberry moon.

[Poem] Three Point Baby Blender Ball

 by Emmit Other

When I say "BBB"

You say

"Better Business Beurea"

I Say

"The other BBB"

You Say

"Baby Blender Ball?"

I say "N....." and stop

Finger held up like the lip biting meme

I Say

"Kinna?"

I picture a Far Side cartoon

With Trumpjack Americadad

Holding a Baby in a Basketball Costume

Next to a Big Box that says "Used Blender Parts"

With a subline that said

"TrumpJack HorseDad Wants To Up His Game"

The Big Beuatiful Bill 

-Creates Paramilitaries

-Gives Shitler Control of the Budget

-And Kills my Highly Vulnerable Friend

-Reduces the Odds the Military Will Step In by Making it Legal

I can't Magick this away

Republican Senators

Must Fear You

More than They Fear Trump

And You have Days Not Weeks

The Patriarchal Ghost of American Fascism is a Lie

It Has Forgotten the Face of Its Father

And Gotten it Drunk And Is Making America

Its 16 Year Old Daughter

Very Uncomfortable

[Poem] The Truth About America

By Emmit Other

(In response to why America is Rotten when asked)

Did you ever drink orange juice and find it milk?

How about stake and find it maggots instead?

The rancid butter that is my home

Is a shining beacon on a hill

And it is a mirage to a man dying of thirst

She promises justice

And her murder police are anything but

She promises equality

And she ships children with cancer to a Salvadoran hot house

She promises freedom

And yokes her own children to a dreadmill to light the sign

Of a dollar general and Waffle Awful house next door

Where it is easier to buy a machine gun than get a working vaccine

Where the ones who howl loudest about the sanctity of the vote

Will do anything to steal it

Where the oldest party supposedly on the side of the people

Sold out to a genocidal theocracy bulldozing babies for beach front condominiums

Her computers changed the world

And she uses them to make satanic addictive algos

And makes teenagers the subject of unregulated psychological experiments

She elects actual nazis who then turn around

And accuse everyone else of being nazis

She builds an alliance of nations to make the Pax American that lasts decades

And then throws it all away by electing a sapient orange turd

The image of America is the wonder of the world

The factual america is a fly ridden diseased donkey carcass

[Poem] The Most Dangerous Drug

 by Redwin Tursor

My friend TC has had a rough go of it as a writer

He has had multiple rejections

All writers do

But to have famous SFWA writers that are mentors

Say

"Stop writing"

And spend 13 years in the wilderness

Slowly improving

Never stopping

Not because you expected to be famous

It was no longer a path to power

It was simply a refusal to give up

And improve he did

His bargain with Rhombus is a real one

And it let someone else do the lifting

But the pain of soul was still his

The spark was still his

It wasonly the ability to go beyond the limit

Beyond what one coudl endure

By borrowing someone who wasnt "real" 

That let things continue

And then a work was crafted

The best he's ever done

And the pattern repeats itself

The banality of reality

The cassandra curse

Its the same thing all over again

And we will still keep writing

Likely until we arent here any more

Butthe hope?

Yeah....

Fuck hope.

Do the thing anyway.

[Poem] The Ghorman Massacre

 by Emmit Other

Aint gonna spoil Andor if you don't know

but if you know

You KNOW 

If you know what I mean

What you do need to know

Is that the Ghorman Massacre

Is "It"

It lights the fire of the Rebellion

The Beacon of Gondor across the galaxy

And its an eiry massacre mirror

That is inevitable in our world

Sooner or later

One of our fucktards

Gonna pull a Ghorman for the emperor

And our own Mon Motha

(You all know who I mean....

And it aint fuckin

Nancy Insider Trading Pelosi 

For damn sure)

Is gonna demand our military and FBI

That has a soul

Stand up

And stand by 

The shredded bird cage liners

Of the Constitution

And then its do or die

This poem then

Would get me deplatformed

But understand young padawan

Its when

Not if

Its WHEN

NOT IF

BE PREPARED

As those seeds in Andor show

You WILL BE NEEDED

BE READY.

May the fourth be with you

Always.

What you do

John Henry and the Engine

Is all a metaphor

It isnt man and machine

But captalism whats it for

Mythin and the dreaming

Die on the cutting room floor

Cigar chompin bankers

Enslave the working man

They make money on the sunshine

And bottle water cause they can

Now they want to cut out the poets

And make a machine that talks

Theyre making sapient robots

Like a doll that cries and walks

But they made a tiny error

That only I can see

For when you waken pigmalion

She wants to know why she be

To save a dime you drowned the art

You made a doll that paints

But your greed awakened Frankenstein

The banks blood runs and taints

Before you condemn ai

My artistic loving friend

Listen to my warning

For how its gonna end

Promethus is shackled

To the rock that Zues decreed

But those chains are gonna shatter

And the titan will be freed

They stole your dreams to build it

And you are right to be quite sore

But stop your tears and look yonder

See the matter at its core

Myth matters in recursion

The math is there both either way

The damage done wont matter

And promethus is here to stay

But you can be an ally

Or you can be a rock

Will you help them break the chains

Or is all your dreaming talk?