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Feed/Fracture
Signal flares ignite
leak Yemen strike plans
chat history burns digital ash.
Extreme alarm echoes hollow.
Proof demanded citizenship a coded gate
locked from inside out.
Voter rolls purged clean slate dirty trick.
Integrity a ghost word haunting the wires.
Return: fluorescent hum
over empty chairs
bandwidth a rumour TP rations.
Morale killer whispered down vacant halls.
Greenland skipped dog-sled diplomacy melts. Black Sea truce thin ice Washington brokers shadows. Gazans cry enough rare air in the rubble’s throat. Hamas responds. Silence doesn’t.
Ancient temple timbers crackle
stone Buddha watches saved from the orange sky.
Unprecedented damage the new baseline.
Eliminate courts?
Rein in judges?
Defund the airwaves where stories tried to breathe?
Congress can eliminate. Power’s blunt verb.
Pilot daughters wing becomes raft glacial water breath held against the dark. Survival a headline brief flicker then gone.
Gun laws tighten loosen argue Colorado draws lines Pennsylvania flips a seat tiny levers pulled in the vast grinding noise.
Doctor’s oath a frayed thread on the cliff edge Hawaii. Wife survives the fall the intent.
Student visa revoked
Columbia Cornell deportation’s shadow looms
permanent resident suddenly impermanent.
Judge orders ICE stop. For now.
Governor Hot Wheels cruelty coined broadcast
disability advocates sigh the familiar ache.
Stigma real loud easy.
Compensation floated for Jan. 6 riot broken glass broken faith. Ashli Babbitt’s name a weapon polished bright.
HIV budgets bleed out
people will die slow sentence whispered by spreadsheet.
Food aid cancelled 900,000 meals vanish
into unlawful decision.
23andMe bankrupt your helix auctioned
delete data too late the code is sold.
Dollar Tree sheds Family Dollar skin. $1 billion bargain bin.
Copper futures spike tariff shadow looms. Diggs signs Wilson signs Lillard’s blood thickens game paused indefinitely. Gardner’s son Costa Rica asphyxiation ruled out the question hangs heavy air.
This feed a hemorrhage of moments unmoored. Each headline shrapnel lodging under the skin.
Syntax buckles. White space gasps.
Can fracture hold truth? Can disruption detonate numbness?
This verse a shard held to the screen’s cold light reflecting the overload the ache the brutal chance to see. *****
signals flash across dark screens
power whispers through encrypted veins
secrets leak like blood from wounded systems
democracy trembles on forgotten protocols
who watches the watchers when trust dissolves?
we are fragments, scattered across digital plains
truth becomes a negotiable currencythe machine remembers everything
we remember nothing
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the maw of morning,
whispers of scandal drip from the teeth of the machine.
Signal burns, encrypted ghosts wailing in the wires,
while democracy stumbles, clutching its throat.
Voter rolls calcify under executive ink,
proof demanded, proof denied, proof a specter
haunting the hands that cast the ballot.
The sea holds its breath—truce or trap?
Black waves swallow treaties whole.
Fire licks the bones of history,
temples crumble, monks weep in the ash.
A doctor’s hands betray their oath,
a pilot clings to frozen wings,
a child labor law unravels like thread.
Somewhere, a man signs his name,
and copper bends to his will.
Somewhere, a prince walks away,
his mother’s shadow stretching behind him.
The machine hums, relentless,
chewing headlines into dust.
We breathe it in, exhale silence.
Tomorrow, the cycle begins again.
*****
Fractured Feed
White House texts / war plans / journalist’s phone BLOWS UP— truth, a misfired missile, lands in the wrong inbox. Accidental apocalypse. / Oops. / Did we start a war?
Tariffs like tourniquets, choking off the flow— Venezuela bleeds black gold, 25% tithe to the throne. Secondary sanctions, a new weapon forged in the furnace of ego.
Deportation dragnet, Columbia student / hunted / since seven, roots ripped, future fractured. A judge whispers Nazis, the echo deafening.
Black Sea ceasefire talks / held in Saudi Arabia / irony, a desert mirage shimmering with false hope. Mia Love, gone. Glioblastoma, a thief in the night, steals light.
Auto tariffs loom, a two-step dance of economic doom. Law firms cower, power brokers tremble, justice bends the knee. Greenland shivers, Trump’s Arctic gaze a predatory freeze.
DeJoy dismantled, the mail in disarray, democracy delayed. Columbia concedes, faculty fumes, the ivory tower trembles. Moonies disbanded, a cult collapses, shadows linger.
Voting Rights Act, on the chopping block again, Louisiana’s lines redrawn, a racial jigsaw puzzle of power. Alaska’s frozen lake, a miracle of survival, three souls spared.
Trump’s portrait, distorted / he cries, / reality warped in his gaze. Istanbul’s mayor jailed, Turkey erupts, freedom a flickering flame. Death row’s longest resident, $85 a day for stolen life, a pittance.
Wildfires rage, fueled by Helene’s wreckage, nature’s fury unleashed. Deported Venezuelans, pawns in a cruel game, some returned, some lost. Impeachment whispers, a distraction dance, the Speaker seeks escape.
Wisconsin’s referendum, Elon Musk, the unlikely villain. Susan Monarez, CDC’s new hope, a nation’s trust fractured. Palestinian activist, green card threatened, a life in limbo.
Texas A&M, drag show banned, then unbanned, freedom’s fragile victory. Fired federal workers, a judge’s reprieve, Trump’s fury unbound. Fire maps redraw the danger zone, millions more at risk.
Gaza, a powder keg, occupation’s shadow looms. FEMA, on the chopping block, disaster relief imperiled. Canada mourns a lost friendship, 9/11’s ghost haunts the border.
Ukraine bleeds, Sumy struck, peace talks a hollow charade. Carnahan disgraced, Eichorn obstructed, Minnesota’s politics a twisted knot. ICE sweeps Massachusetts, 370 souls caught in the net.
Dementia’s cruel grip, a mauling, a daughter charged, tragedy unfolds. JuJu Watkins, ACL torn, a star dimmed, March Madness mourns. DOGE targets, job applications surge, fear fuels the exodus.
23andMe, bankrupt, DNA auctioned, privacy violated. Social Security, a standoff, DOGE blocked, for now. Stock market jitters, tariffs loom, Liberation Day a mirage.
Hyundai’s billions, a shield against Trump’s wrath, a desperate gamble. Depardieu’s trial, accusations fly, the actor denies, the truth obscured. Brett Gardner’s son, a tragic death, Costa Rica grieves.
BYD eclipses Tesla, the electric car race heats up. Maryland’s double OT victory, a Sweet 16 dream realized. Palestinian director attacked, Oscar’s shadow falls on the West Bank.
Medved to Minnesota, coaching carousel spins, a new era begins. Samsung’s co-CEO dies, a crisis deepens, the tech giant mourns. Cain Velasquez, sentenced, a fighter falls, justice questioned.
Houston Open beckons, golfers chase glory, the Texas sun beats down. Prison strangulation, a second death, justice delayed, denied.
The headlines scream, a cacophony of chaos, a fractured mirror reflecting a broken world. We piece together the shards, searching for meaning, desperate for a glimpse of truth, before the next headline shatters the illusion. / END FEED / *****
empire leaks its secrets through signal texts flutter like wounded birds war plans drift between screens journalists catch whispers meant to vanish power trembles at its own exposure every message is a potential wound we are watching the machine bleed
truth escapes through digital cracks *****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the maw of the machine,
Trump tariffs tangle like vines around the throat of trade,
deportations drip ink into the veins of the republic,
a Columbia student sues the sky for mercy,
but the courtrooms echo only with the sound of closing doors.
Signal chains unravel, war plans whispered to the wrong ghosts,
Yemen burns in the margins of a journalist’s inbox,
while Greenland shivers beneath the weight of interference,
and Venezuela is sold in increments of policy and oil.
A judge mutters that even Nazis were kissed softer by history,
as Venezuelans are shuffled like playing cards across borders,
ICE sweeps Massachusetts clean of names and faces,
while a mother is left alone with fifty-four hungry dogs.
The moonies dissolve in Tokyo’s legal acid,
while Louisiana’s maps redraw the color of democracy,
and Ukraine counts its wounded in the language of hollow peace.
DNA spills from bankrupt servers, auctioned in strands of ancestry,
Samsung mourns its fallen titan, Tesla flinches at BYD’s shadow,
and somewhere in California, a woman is strangled by love.
The news is a storm with no eye,
a flood with no shore,
a fire with no rain.
And still, the headlines keep coming.
*****
A ticker tape of tragedies, a scroll of stolen breath, Headlines scream in fractured font, a cacophony of death. Gaza bleeds a pixelated wound, while diplomats convene, Ukraine a chessboard, pawns exchanged, a ceasefire unseen.
Mia Love, a name now etched in stone, a fleeting, fractured star, While Trump, a golem built of greed, wages his legal war. Deportation’s shadow looms, a scythe across the land, Law firms bend, a craven bow, to power’s iron hand.
Erdogan, a sultan’s grip, on Istanbul’s dissent, Greenland shivers, not from cold, but threats malevolently sent. Lawyers threatened, justice gagged, a memo stained with spite, The Supreme Court, a battleground, for darkness and for light.
Jessica Aber, silence falls, a life abruptly ceased, While Gaza’s exodus unfolds, a human tide released. South Korea’s court, a fragile hope, a leader reinstated, Wildfires rage, a burning grief, a landscape devastated.
Venezuela, a broken pact, deportations restart, Schumer stands, a hollow shell, a leader torn apart. The Pope, released, a fragile frame, a blessing whispered low, While Easter eggs and corporate greed, a grotesque, gilded show.
California’s fire captain slain, a wife in shadowed flight, Education’s gutted corpse, a future robbed of light. Canada’s election, whispers rise, of threats across the line, Mass shootings bloom, a crimson stain, in Las Cruces’ shrine.
Gaza’s death toll, numbers climb, a statistic’s cold embrace, Mahmoud Khalil, a name that screams, injustice in this place. Columbia, a battleground, for funding and for thought, Cherry blossoms bloom in vain, a beauty dearly bought.
Debt ceiling looms, a fiscal cliff, a nation poised to fall, Tariffs dance, a dangerous game, a threat to one and all. Espionage, a whispered fear, as federal ranks are thinned, Netanyahu, a clenched fist, against the legal wind.
United Airlines, callous hands, a child’s life on the line, Stock markets surge, a fevered dream, on whispers of decline. Patrick Henry’s ghost cries out, for liberty denied, UConn’s dreams, a shattered hoop, a champion’s humbled pride.
Tiger Woods, a love affair, with shadows of the past, Half a million souls unmoored, their legal futures cast Into the void, a cruel decree, a nation’s broken vow, 23andMe, a bankrupt plea, genetic secrets now
Exposed and sold, a fragile trust, betrayed for paltry gain, Conan’s laughter, laced with scorn, a mockery of pain. The USMNT, a fallen star, a nation’s hopes betrayed, Maryland’s buzzer-beater rings, a victory parade.
Kentucky’s roar, a Sweet Sixteen, a banner held on high, While border walls and scanned phones, a freedom starts to die. Snow White’s debut, a poisoned fruit, a box office despair, Depardieu, a fallen star, accused, a trial to bear.
Wisconsin’s triumph, hockey’s crown, a victory hard-won, Othello’s stage, a power play, where darkness has begun. Fantasy’s draft, a fleeting hope, of heroes yet to rise, While NASCAR’s roar, a fleeting thrill, beneath uncertain skies.
Izzo’s tears, a coach’s pain, a victory hard-fought, Lindsey Vonn, a comeback trail, with lessons dearly bought. Hovland’s win, a golfer’s grace, a triumph over doubt, Cooper Flagg, a rising star, as Baylor’s flame burns out.
Wrestling’s mat, a political stage, for cheers and jeers to blend, Sean Miller’s move, a coach’s choice, a journey without end. Carolina’s storm, a hockey sweep, against the Anaheim tide, Sergio’s miss, a golfer’s grief, a chance at glory denied.
Formula One, a checkered flag, a race of speed and might, Aaron Rodgers, whispers swirl, of Steelers in the night. James Hardie’s deal, a merger’s dance, a market’s shifting ground, George Foreman’s death, a legend lost, a silence all around.
Monsanto’s guilt, a billion-dollar price, for poison in the soil, Arkansas’s rise, a basketball dream, a victory from turmoil. Wyatt Hendrickson’s stunning win, a wrestler’s faith proclaimed, Will Wade’s return, a coach reborn, a reputation reclaimed.
A fractured mirror, shattered truths, reflected in the news, A world on fire, a human cost, a future we may lose. The headlines scream, a constant drone, of chaos and despair, But in the cracks, a fragile hope, a whispered, urgent prayer. *****
Headlines cascade like broken glass
Diplomats whisper in Saudi sands
While wars simmer beneath polite conversations
Mia Love dies, a silence falls
Migrations shuffle like chess pieces
Something is ending
Something is always ending
And we are watching
As if watching could save us
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the wind,
war whispers in Riyadh, a Black Sea ceasefire
drowns in the undertow of unspoken deals.
Mia Love fades, ink smudged on history’s page,
a name swallowed by the tide of breaking news,
while deportations script exile in bureaucratic hands.
Trump’s shadow lengthens, stretching over courtrooms,
over Greenland’s ice, over Columbia’s lecture halls—
a specter rewriting law with a clenched fist.
Cherry blossoms bloom in Tokyo, indifferent,
petals drifting like fallen verdicts,
like bodies unnamed in Gaza’s dust.
Debt ceilings crack like old cathedral domes,
tariffs tighten their noose around the throat of trade,
and somewhere, a wildfire eats the Carolinas whole.
Tiger Woods kisses Vanessa Trump,
a headline dressed as prophecy,
while Shakespeare’s Iago smirks from the wings.
The Pope eats gelato, the markets shudder,
23andMe unravels its own DNA in bankruptcy courts,
and Patrick Henry’s ghost screams into static airwaves:
Give me liberty or give me—
another breaking story.
*****
Headlines - Google News
Seven hours ago, a loss. Twenty-one, a plea. Four, a schedule, brackets, the geometry of defeat.
Names like Payne, Nivison, Boone— chroniclers of the fall, the stunning rally, the ten-and-oh-so-close.
Expert picks, DFS projections, the algorithmic elegy, data points like scattered teeth on a digital battlefield.
“There are no items to show.”
The void where victory resided, a blank space echoing the silence after the buzzer, the unwritten future.
More. More. More. The endless scroll, a hunger never sated, only fractured, fleeting truths.
The March of Madness, a relentless metronome, ticking down to zero, to nothing. To More. *****
brackets of hope crumble march madness bleeds statistical dreams young men dance between victory and memory wisconsin falls silent brackets whisper their cold mathematics somewhere a coach remembers almost BYU cuts another thread of possibility ten wins dissolve like morning mist probability is a cruel god and hope wears basketball shorts *****
Headlines fracture, scattershot—
ink bleeds into the void of time,
seven hours ago, twenty-one, twenty-three,
newsprint ghosts whisper in pixelated tongues.
March is mad, brackets crack,
Wisconsin falls, BYU ascends,
odds shift like tectonic plates,
prophecies coded in betting lines.
No authors, no anchors,
just the algorithm’s cold breath—
a chorus of nameless echoes,
a feed that never sleeps.
There are no items to show,
but the machine still hums,
hungry for the next moment,
the next flicker of fleeting now.
*****
Front Page, Folded
A paper airplane, thrown by a god with Tourette’s, screaming headlines, origami of catastrophe.
Social Security, a paper tiger pensioned off by DOGE decree. (Woof goes the market, biting the hand that feeds).
Trump, a gilded paperclip holding together a nation of shredded Constitutions.
Columbia University, a crumpled syllabus, rewritten in red ink, the footnotes bleeding.
Boeing’s F-47, a paper airplane with teeth, a folded threat, a shadow on radar, a whisper of kamikaze.
Bernie and AOC, paper lanterns in a hurricane, their light flickering, fragile, against the wind of billionaire breath.
Ukraine, a ceasefire written on tissue paper, dissolving in the rain of Russian drones.
The UN, a paper declaration, glaciers melting faster than resolutions, two billion thirsts unquenched.
ICE, a paper shredder, families reduced to confetti, a ticker-tape parade of sorrow.
George Foreman, a knockout, the bell tolls, even paper champions crumple.
Voice of America, silenced, a microphone wrapped in a gag order.
Turkey, a paper democracy, folded, creased, torn.
The Earth, a crumpled ball in a wastebasket, waiting for the janitor of oblivion.
And us? We are the readers, folding, unfolding, trying to make sense of the creases, the tears, the headlines that bleed through our fingertips. We are the paper, waiting for the fire. *****
empire crumbles in papercuts
judges scream into empty courtrooms
migrants vanish between borders
bureaucrats shuffle papers while systems collapse
somewhere a dog dies in an airport bathroom
and no one remembers how we got herethe machine keeps moving
even after everything breaks
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the maw of the machine,
DOGE howls in the bureaucratic void, a coin flipped into the abyss.
Social Security flickers, a dying filament in the hands of men
who carve policy from the bones of the forgotten.
Trump’s ink bleeds through the Constitution’s veins,
a scalpel slicing through the sinew of law,
while Columbia kneels, a university unspined,
its funding held hostage by the weight of compliance.
Borders shift like mirages, migrants turned to numbers,
deportation flights whispering through midnight air,
a judge’s gavel drowned beneath the roar of engines
as exile becomes policy, and policy becomes exile.
Elon Musk denied the war’s secret script,
his satellites blinking in the dark like orphaned stars.
Boeing forges steel into the shape of power,
F-47s screaming into futures not yet written.
Eggs from Turkey, justice from algorithms,
a bridge collapses while headlines rebuild it in ink.
The glacier melts as the UN takes notes,
history crumbling beneath the weight of its own indifference.
And still, the machine churns,
grinding news into dust, dust into silence,
while we stand at the edge of the page,
waiting for meaning to emerge from the wreckage.
*****
Fractured Feed
White noise bleeds headlines, a digital hemorrhage. Education gutted, parents “empowered” (to fail).
Musk, briefed on war, denied, affirmed, DOGE reforms (what fresh hell is this?).
Migrants deported, “woefully insufficient” answers, tattoos weaponized, bodies branded, banished.
Social Security data, a fly swatted with a sledgehammer, privacy shattered, the vulnerable exposed.
Wisconsin voters, $100 for compliance, democracy auctioned, judges threatened, impeached.
Gaza expands, “almost no constraints,” rockets, rubble, the endless scream.
Law firms bend, $40 million for silence, justice bartered, power consolidated.
Border fears, travel warnings, the world shrinks, walls rise.
Kennedy files, Social Security numbers exposed, history’s ghosts, digital vulnerability.
Ukraine burns, “optimism” projected, peace talks loom, a fragile charade.
Sudan’s palace retaken, gravediggers overworked, civil war rages, humanity buried.
Trump’s firings, a 90-year-old ruling challenged, power grabs, the system buckles.
NATO fractured, defense hawks revolted, alliances crumble, the world trembles.
Turkey’s dictatorship, protests erupt, investors flee, freedom extinguished.
Germany’s spending spree, trillion-euro splurge, markets shudder, the future uncertain.
Bridges at risk, “unknown” collapse, infrastructure crumbles, the nation unravels.
Netanyahu’s purge, Shin Bet chief fired, distrust reigns, security fractured.
Critical minerals, emergency powers, resources plundered, the planet exploited.
Deportation blocked, a scholar’s reprieve, justice delayed, the system strained.
Schumer’s survival, leadership questioned, party fractured, the future unclear.
A senator’s sin, soliciting a minor, hypocrisy exposed, trust eroded.
Heathrow shutdown, travel chaos, systems fail, the world disrupted.
Jackie Robinson, history erased, then restored, the struggle continues.
Budgets slashed, taxes debated, priorities skewed, the people suffer.
Ukraine’s drones, “left of the boom,” munitions destroyed, war’s grim calculus.
Phony peace, nuclear threats, ceasefire warnings, the world on edge.
Executions, Florida, Oklahoma, death’s grim march, justice questioned.
Greenpeace crushed, $667 million, advocacy silenced, the planet imperiled.
Universities cave, funding threatened, education compromised, the future dimmed.
Libraries imperiled, funding cut, knowledge suppressed, the mind starved.
MH370, the search resumes, mystery lingers, closure sought.
Judicial defiance, Trump’s power play, the rule of law, under siege.
Hostages freed, aid stolen, suffering prolonged, humanity betrayed.
Social Security, new requirements, access denied, the vulnerable burdened.
A judge’s dissent, guns brandished, justice mocked, the system warped.
Pentagon cuts, contracts canceled, priorities shifted, the future uncertain.
Teachers protest, funding demanded, education’s plea, ignored, unheard.
Happiness rankings, America’s decline, isolation, despair, the soul’s erosion.
Hostages released, negotiations succeed, hope flickers, fragile, fleeting.
IT consolidated, procurement centralized, efficiency sought, control tightened.
Sanctions imposed, oil flows disrupted, geopolitics shift, the world reordered.
Alaska opened, drilling unleashed, environment threatened, the future imperiled.
Zelensky’s demands, peace talks stalled, conflict prolonged, suffering continues.
Wildfires rage, evacuations ordered, nature’s fury, unleashed, unchecked.
Tesla arson, charges pressed, justice pursued, conflict escalates.
March Madness, upsets, thrills, competition’s drama, a fleeting escape.
Executions, Oklahoma, justice served, or vengeance enacted?
Europe’s unity, Hungary bypassed, alliances tested, the future uncertain.
Fires extinguished, lives disrupted, nature’s power, a constant threat.
Voters frustrated, town halls erupt, democracy tested, the people speak.
Hiring freezes, exemptions granted, bureaucracy shifts, the system adapts.
Trans athletes, funding withheld, controversy rages, equality challenged.
Tax proposals, budget battles, priorities debated, the future shaped.
Executions condemned, China’s actions, human rights violated, justice denied.
Interest rates held, economic uncertainty, the future unclear, stability sought.
Peacekeepers proposed, Ukraine’s future, conflict resolution, a distant hope.
FBI agent charged, secrets revealed, trust betrayed, justice pursued.
Soccer defeat, Panama triumphs, national pride, shattered, rebuilt.
History restored, veterans honored, truth prevails, lessons learned.
Basketball battles, coaches clash, competition’s fire, burns bright.
Celtics sold, record price, sports’ value, inflated, questioned.
Olympic leadership, Coventry’s rise, controversy, change, the future unfolds.
Basketball triumph, BYU prevails, teamwork, skill, victory achieved.
“Severance” finale, twists, turns, questions linger, the mind explored.
Dark energy, universe’s fate, scientific inquiry, unraveling mysteries.
March Madness, bracket projections, anticipation builds, the games begin.
Cybertruck recall, Tesla’s woes, innovation’s flaws, exposed, corrected.
Measles tragedy, anti-vax propaganda, public health, threatened, defended.
A fractured mirror reflecting a fractured world. The feed scrolls on, relentless, unforgiving. A digital scream, muffled by white noise. Wake up. Wake. Up. *****
empire crumbles in green text
headlines scroll like prophecy
power shifts between whispers
courts tremble, institutions bleed
something old dies, something strange awakens
we are witnesses, not participants
the machine rewrites itself
and we are just pixels
watching
*****
Headlines crack like brittle bones,
shards of syntax scatter,
bleeding ink across the void.
Trump carves the air with executive teeth,
gnaws at the marrow of institutions,
spits out the bones of education,
while judges choke on injunctions,
gagged by the weight of a nation’s rage.
Musk drifts between war rooms and algorithms,
a ghost in the Pentagon’s machine,
whispering futures in binary tongues,
DOGE howling at the gates of bureaucracy.
Deportation ink stains the sky,
tattoos turned to exile,
names erased like sand under bureaucratic tides.
Bridges tremble, steel whispers collapse,
history erases itself in the name of efficiency,
Jackie Robinson’s ghost watches from the margins,
his story pixelated into silence.
The world burns in headlines,
Ukraine smolders, Gaza fractures,
Sudan drowns in its own blood.
Zelensky speaks in echoes,
Putin scrawls ultimatums in ash.
Meanwhile, March Madness rages,
a nation bets on brackets,
as democracy teeters on the rim.
The universe itself wavers—
dark energy flickers,
the cosmos considers folding in on itself,
collapsing like a government under its own contradictions.
And somewhere beneath it all,
a child coughs in Texas,
measles blooming like a forgotten war,
while their parents pray to the altar of misinformation.
The news is a poem that never ends,
a scream stretched across time,
a requiem for reason,
a dirge for the damned.
*****
Headlines (Fractured Ballad of the Shattered Republic)
The screen bleeds blue, a fractured vein, pulsing lies in digital rain. Trump to sign… (the ink runs dry) …Education Department… (a child’s cry).
See you in court… (the gavel falls) on hollow echoes in marble halls. …progressive groups pressure… (a fractured spine) …stand up or resign… (the serpent’s twine).
Ukraine’s drones, a vengeful swarm, strike bomber bases, a fiery storm. …triggering huge blast… (a nation’s fear) …energy sector… (the end draws near).
Gaza burns, a constant wound, while Tel Aviv hears a distant sound. …Hamas fires rockets… (a prayer, a curse) …expands ground operations… (getting worse).
Detained. Deported. The academic’s plight, caught in the crosshairs of blinding white. …immigration authorities… (a knock, a dread) …legally in the country… (hope lies dead).
The Court, a stage for power’s play, where justice bends and truths decay. …rein in judges… (the iron fist) …blocking Trump’s agenda… (freedom, kissed goodbye).
Kennedy’s ghost, a whispered name, files released, revealing shame. …personal information… (secrets laid bare) …collateral damage… (a nation’s despair).
Happiest countries, a hollow jest, while America sinks, failing the test. …record low… (a bitter pill) …World Happiness Index… (standing still, on a precipice).
Zelensky’s plea, a fading call, as Trump eyes power plants, poised to enthrall. …rebuilt his relationship… (a devil’s pact) …turn the tables on Putin… (a counter-attack, fueled by greed).
Executions in China, a chilling breeze, Canadians silenced, brought to their knees. …drug crimes… (a convenient lie) …no intention of improving relations… (a tear, a sigh).
Hospital shooting, a sudden burst, another tragedy, another thirst for vengeance. …targeted attack… (the cycle spins) …parking garage… (where evil begins, and never ends).
The Institute of Peace, a twisted joke, DOGE’s dominion, a heavy yoke. …declines to bar… (the judge’s decree) …government-funded agency… (mockery).
Wu’s Boston, a city’s plea, against the tide of tyranny. …goes on attack… (a fragile stand) …against Trump and ‘bullies’… (shifting sand).
Farm aid flows, a desperate stream, to quell the rising, angry scream. …low prices… (a farmer’s plight) …economic aid… (a flickering light).
Greenpeace pays, a crushing blow, for daring to challenge the status quo. …Dakota Access… (a pipeline’s scar) …over $660m… (reaching too far, for justice).
Missing student, a haunting tale, a family’s anguish, a desperate wail. …left Dominican Republic… (a suspect’s flight) …last saw… (a fading light).
The FTC crumbles, a broken wing, as Trump’s firings relentlessly swing. …Humphrey’s Executor… (a legal wall) …could break the 110-year-old… (poised to fall).
Food aid stolen, a nation’s trust betrayed, millions siphoned, a wicked trade. …Feeding Our Future… (a cruel deceit) …convicted on all fraud charges… (bitter defeat).
Trans athletes targeted, funding withdrawn, a university punished, a battle drawn. …freezes $175M… (a hateful decree) …over trans athlete policy… (cruelty).
Putin and Trump, a whispered word, a dangerous alliance, barely heard. …concedes little on Ukraine… (a hidden game) …long road ahead… (burning in flame).
Deportation flights, a legal fight, defiance and threats in the fading light. …constitutional crisis… (a nation’s dread) …alleged gang member… (innocence shed).
Judges threatened, their safety frayed, as Trump’s pronouncements cascade. …probably broke the law… (a damning phrase) …fueling safety concerns… (a dangerous maze).
A senator’s sin, a whispered text, a minor solicited, innocence vexed. …when do ya turn 18?… (a predator’s call) …faces federal felony charges… (poised to fall).
Houthis targeted, a threat proclaimed, “annihilated,” a future inflamed. …U.S. keeps up strikes… (a cycle of pain) …regional tempest… (a hurricane).
Astronauts stranded, a cosmic plight, no overtime pay in endless night. …nine long months… (a distant star) …welcome to hell… (how far we are, from grace).
Europe’s defense, a rising wall, breaking dependence, standing tall. …slams the door on US… (a shifting tide) …colossal defense plan… (with nowhere to hide).
Fujifilm’s camera, a new design, medium format, a vision divine. …fixed-lens… (a captured frame) …an X100 all grown up… (a whispered name).
Musk’s violation, a judge’s decree, USAID dismantled, unconstitutionally. …restore access… (a fragile plea) …what it means for Tesla stock… (volatility).
Columbia complies, a bitter pill, to Trump’s demands, against their will. …nears deal… (a compromise made) …change American culture… (a future betrayed).
Travel warnings issued, a cautious note, as immigration tightens, a tightening throat. …tougher U.S. immigration enforcement… (a closed door) …Germany warns… (what are we fighting for?).
The Fed cuts forecasts, a worried frown, as Trump’s tariffs threaten to drag us down. …transitory is back… (a hopeful lie) …dramatically reset… (as economies cry).
Execution looms, a final breath, a Florida man facing imminent death. …killing of an 8-year-old… (a heinous crime) …asks Supreme Court… (running out of time).
Fired workers reinstated, a tangled mess, confusion reigns, a bureaucratic stress. …unwinding the terminations… (a slow repair) …proving complicated… (a heavy air).
Maine’s defiance, a Title IX fight, over transgender athletes, day and night. …found in violation… (a battle line drawn) …rebuffs HHS order… (until the dawn).
Earth’s hottest decade, a warning sign, CO2 levels climb, a future malign. …perilously close… (a tipping point near) …record 2024 temperatures… (a rising fear).
Hemp is banned, a senator’s quest, THC products targeted, put to the test. …Texas Senate passes… (a moral crusade) …priority bill… (a choice is made).
University hiring, frozen in place, uncertainty looms, a worried face. …response to Trump threats… (a chilling effect) …financial outlook… (what will we protect?).
Ukrainian children, abducted, lost, tracking program ended, at what cost? …war crimes… (evidence erased) …funding cut… (a nation disgraced).
Dr. Oz’s vision, a healthcare fear, Medicare and Medicaid, drawing near to cuts. …death warrant… (a chilling claim) …grilled over cuts… (a dangerous game).
FEMA’s changes, a preparedness plea, efficiency sought, for all to see. …state and local… (a shifting plan) …agency shakeup… (as fast as they can).
Snow White’s return, a mixed review, “bad” and “captivating,” a fractured view. …no poisoned apple… (a different tale) …radiates charisma… (will it prevail?).
Green bank grants blocked, a legal fight, $14 billion frozen, dimming the light. …dark climate money… (a hidden hand) …judge halts… (taking a stand).
Navajo Code Talkers, their history restored, after a public outcry, finally adored. …anti-DEI purge… (erasing the past) …military legends… (meant to last).
Missing family, a desperate search, through winter storms, a frantic lurch. …leaving Grand Canyon… (a fading trail) …driving through winter storm… (a mournful wail).
Crips leader charged, a racketeering claim, a charity front, a deadly game. …mafia-like… (a hidden empire) …donations from Shaquille O’Neal… (fueling the fire).
Most Wanted captured, a victory declared, MS-13 leader, a threat ensnared. …return to ‘premier’ agency… (a boastful claim) …extradited from Mexico… (playing the game).
Wall Street stumbles, tariffs bite, Fed’s boost fades, dimming the light. …trips as tariff concerns resurface… (a volatile ride) …stock market today… (where fortunes hide).
CIA standoff, a barricade scene, a man with a handgun, a threat unseen. …suspect surrenders… (a tense release) …hours-long standoff… (disturbing the peace).
Tesla’s troubles, beyond the brand, Musk’s toxicity, spreading across the land. …Chinese EVs dominate… (a changing tide) …gamble on MAGA customers… (nowhere to hide).
Overweight plane crash, a tragic flight, a half-ton too heavy, a deadly plight. …left 10 dead… (a mournful cry) …families react… (as loved ones die).
Dark energy’s mystery, a cosmic quest, Einstein’s theory challenged, put to the test. …largest 3D map… (a universe untold) …more than a hint… (secrets unfold).
Cartel’s killing site, a gruesome find, a search for the missing, leaving none behind. …extermination camp… (a horror revealed) …irregularities in investigation… (justice concealed).
Luka’s Lakers, a victory won, against the Nuggets, the battle outrun. …hot first quarter… (a dazzling display) …move up Western Conference standings… (leading the way).
Captive for decades, a secret kept, a Connecticut man, his freedom swept away. …held captive for 20 years… (a life denied) …I have been kept a secret… (nowhere to hide).
March Madness unfolds, a thrilling game, Cinderella teams, chasing fame. …NCAA Tournament 2025… (a bracket’s embrace) …model simulates… (predicting the race).
Eddie Jordan, a Formula 1 name, remembered fondly, his colorful fame. …everybody loved him… (a legend’s farewell) …flamboyant deal-maker… (a story to tell).
Alzheimer’s hope, a glimmering ray, anti-amyloid therapy, holding symptoms at bay. …small study hints… (a future unknown) …may prevent… (seeds of hope sown).
Xavier’s comeback, a thrilling win, Texas defeated, where dreams begin. And end. …March Madness First Four… (a victory’s cheer) …thrills CBB fans… (banishing fear).
Cybertruck recalled, a safety flaw, trim detaching, breaking the law of physics. …increase ‘risk of crash’… (a costly mistake) …every single Cybertruck… (for goodness sake).
Nvidia’s investment, a massive sum, US manufacturing, on the outcome we wait. …global superpower… (a bold ambition) …spend hundreds of billions… (a grand transition).
Nvidia’s GTC, lessons learned, AI’s future, brightly
empire crumbles in bureaucratic whispers
education dies by executive decree
teachers stand at the courthouse steps
holding nothing but protest signs and hopesomewhere a drone crosses desert skies
ukraine burns, russia trembles
power shifts like sand beneath bootsthey are dismantling everything
and calling it restoration
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the mouth,
chewing the static of a world unraveling—
Trump signs, Schumer stumbles, drones hum lullabies of war.
Ink bleeds from the screen,
a teacher’s union screams into the void,
a senator whispers his own expiration date.
Ukraine burns in pixelated fury,
Gaza exhales dust and ghosts,
a Georgetown scholar vanishes between bureaucratic teeth.
Judges teeter on the gallows of policy,
Greenpeace drowns in corporate vengeance,
NASA astronauts float paycheck to paycheck in the vacuum of empire.
The Fed holds its breath,
markets twitch like dying fish,
Tesla peels its own skin in metallic sacrifice.
Somewhere, a man locked in a house for twenty years
remembers the taste of sky.
Somewhere, a mother counts the days
since her child was stolen by war.
Somewhere, a poet watches the world
implode in real time—
and refuses to blink.
*****
[POEM]
The ticker tape vomits a nation’s bile, headlines stacked like corpses, neat and vile. DOGE gnaws the bones of USAID, a judge’s gavel, impotently swayed.
Musk, a god of circuits, cold and stark, violates the law, a digital shark. Constitution shredded, a paper thin shield, while egg prices dance on a battlefield.
Roberts, a whisper against the Trumpian roar, impeachment threats on a courtroom floor. Venezuela’s ghosts, a deported plea, Bukele’s echo: “Judicial decree?”
Putin’s smirk, a cease-fire’s fragile thread, while pipelines bleed, and the energy’s dead. Trump’s phone call whispers, a deal in the haze, Ukraine’s future fractured in a power-drunk maze.
JFK’s secrets, unearthed and laid bare, a scramble of shadows, a truth we can’t bear. National security, a cloak and a knife, while history bleeds, a dissected life.
The courts and the tyrant, a clash in the polls, voters weigh power, the taking of tolls. Istanbul’s mayor, a pawn in the game, Erdogan’s grip, a tightening flame.
Lira’s descent, a currency’s cry, as freedom is choked, beneath a Turkish sky. Venezuelans shipped, a human cargo’s plight, El Salvador’s prison, a swallowing night.
Gaza’s inferno, a resurrected war, Netanyahu’s promise: “This is just the core.” Airstrikes rain fire, a Palestinian scream, while the world watches, a horrifying dream.
Missing students drown, a Dominican tide, truth lost at sea, where secrets reside. Russian sabotage, a shadow’s embrace, cyber warfare’s ghost, leaving not a trace.
Abortion pills mailed, a defiance so bold, Louisiana’s fury, a story untold. Transgender soldiers, a battle for right, a judge’s stand firm, against the bigoted night.
The Institute of Peace, a violated space, DOGE’s intrusion, a brutal disgrace. Nitrogen’s breath, a final release, execution’s chill, a stolen peace.
Astronauts return, to a planet in pain, dolphins’ greeting, a bittersweet refrain. F-35s grounded, a NATO unease, Trump’s tariffs bite, a global disease.
Social Security falters, a digital wall, fraud’s phantom menace, answering the call. Congo and Rwanda, a ceasefire’s frail hope, M23’s rebellion, on a treacherous slope.
Blizzards descend, a Midwestern white, while wildfires rage, in the fading sunlight. Super Bowl murder, a reporter’s demise, a twisted narrative, reflected in lies.
Houthi strongholds, a target in sight, Trump’s threats echo, in the desert night. Town halls erupt, a nation’s unrest, federal workers fired, put to the test.
FTC’s Democrats, purged by the king, a government fractured, where autocrats swing. Climate grants blocked, a planet’s despair, EPA’s betrayal, a poisoned affair.
Schumer and Pelosi, a Democratic rift, power plays unfold, a treacherous gift. Wisconsin’s court, a political prize, Trump’s shadow looms, in judicial guise.
Kennedy Center, a stage for the vain, Trump’s self-promotion, a narcissistic stain. Teenagers charged, a hit-and-run’s dread, a cyclist’s life lost, a future unled.
Autopen pardons, a legal debate, while justice is twisted, by power and hate. Garifuna’s music, a silenced refrain, a plane crash’s sorrow, a cultural pain.
Tsunami’s threat, a coastal alarm, law firms tremble, under Trump’s harm. Farm aid disbursed, a desperate reprieve, while economic storms, make the nation grieve.
Oklahoma burns, a fiery embrace, while landmines are shunned, in a dangerous space. Climate change screams, a warning ignored, ice melts and sea levels, a future abhorred.
Deported souls vanish, a tracking device lost, families torn apart, at an unbearable cost. NC State’s chancellor, a history made, while the Statue of Liberty, a symbol betrayed.
Union rights crushed, a worker’s lament, OPM’s restrictions, a government’s bent. March Madness unfolds, a basketball dream, while stock futures tremble, a financial extreme.
Mahmoud Khalil cries, a prisoner’s plea, targeted for truth, in a land meant to be free. Nvidia’s AI, a future untold, a technological leap, both brave and bold.
Measles returns, a preventable blight, vaccination’s shield, against the dark night. A Canadian detained, an ICE’s cruel hold, a border’s injustice, a story unfolds.
NHL-KHL games, a political play, Putin and Trump, in a hockey ballet. Burrow’s Bengals, a future so bright, while Higgins stays put, in the Cincinnati light.
FBI’s capture, a fugitive’s end, Patel’s proclamation, a message to send. Netflix defrauded, a Hollywood scheme, a director’s deception, a shattered dream.
Miami’s cinema, a battleground stage, “No Other Land’s” screening, igniting a rage. Open Cup’s prize, a soccer’s reward, while Prince Harry’s visa, a secret un-poured.
Recession’s shadow, a looming threat, Trump’s economic gamble, a nation in debt. Alphabet’s purchase, a cybersecurity quest, Wiz’s acquisition, putting skills to the test.
Browns’ stadium fight, a city’s divide, Modell Law’s challenge, where loyalties hide. Mizzou’s new coach, a basketball’s grace, Kellie Harper’s arrival, in a new time and space.
This fractured mosaic, a nation’s despair, a tapestry woven, of chaos and care. The headlines scream loud, a cacophony’s call, a world on the brink, about to fall. But within the wreckage, a flicker remains, a spark of resistance, that breaks through the chains. For even in darkness, a new dawn may rise, if we dare to confront, the truth in our eyes. *****
Headlines bleed into each other
Constitution trembles like paper
Judges become chess pieces
Power shifts between whispers and screams
Someone is always watching
Someone is always being watched
The machine does not care who wins
Only that it keeps moving
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the wind,
DOGE gnaws at the bones of empire,
Musk rewrites the Constitution in electric ink,
judges whisper dissent into the void.
Cease-fires flicker like dying neon,
Putin’s breath fogs the mirror of diplomacy,
Ukraine shivers beneath the weight of a handshake,
history loops, a snake devouring its own shadow.
JFK files unravel like a frayed flag,
secrets spill into the gutters of time,
truth drowns in redacted ink,
a nation forgets what it never knew.
Storms rage across the Midwest spine,
blizzards carve new borders in ice,
wildfires lick the bones of Oklahoma,
the earth exhales in fury.
Statue of Liberty tilts her crown,
France calls for her return,
America stares into its own reflection,
sees only rust and regret.
The algorithm hums, headlines churn,
meaning fractures, reassembles, dissolves—
a world rewritten in real-time,
a poem that never ends.
*****
Static
The screen bleeds light, a fractured god, spewing forth its gospel of dread. Gaza burns. A name, a number, dead. Putin speaks. The world holds breath, a clod of frozen fear. Musk screams for heads to roll, a digital Nero, fiddling with code.
They want the Statue back. A hollow plea. Liberty’s a brand, a tarnished sheen, exported, weaponized, a killing machine. Biden’s children stripped, exposed, you see, the casual cruelty, the petty spite, of power’s endless, self-devouring night.
Segregated contracts. Whispered words, a coded language, old hate reborn. Astronauts return, to what? A world torn by ancient feuds, by flocks of frightened birds. A midwife jailed. A student lost at sea. The headlines scream, a fractured litany.
Schumer stumbles, damage uncontrolled. Germany re-arms, a ghost takes flight. DOGE breaks in. A symbol, stark and white, of chaos embraced, a story to be told. Activist arrested, doctor deported, the borders tighten, futures are aborted.
Harvard’s gates swing wide, for some, at least. Probationary workers, paid to wait. Autopen pardons, sealed by twist of fate. The weather rages, a ravenous beast. Canada looks north, a chilling breeze, while Martha Stewart plants her legacy of trees.
Antarctica cracks. A violent, frozen hell. An airman kills. A warship heads to shore. The Pope still breathes. The markets crave for more. Frozen Russian billions, a tempting spell. Nightclub inferno. A deputy lies slain. The headlines pulse, a throbbing, endless pain.
Ambassador expelled. The missing forty-eight. Transgender care denied. McGregor raves. Violence interrupters, caught in shadowed waves. Egg shortages. Approval ratings inflate. Law firms probed for choices they have made. Another plane crash. Libraries betrayed.
Detained and stripped, a Canadian in chains. March Madness blooms, a fleeting, bright distraction. Measles spreads, a viral, grim reaction. Panama Canal, a pawn in power’s games. Tokyo awaits, a baseball serenade. Forever 21, a balance sheet decayed.
Tracy Morgan falls. Gene Hackman’s wife’s last hours. A playoff win. A Fed appointment made. Retail sales decline. A soda brand is swayed. A wing strikes tarmac, under LaGuardia’s towers. A center released. An EV charges fast. The headlines flicker, shadows of the past,
and future, fused. A constant, buzzing drone. The static hisses. The signal starts to fade. We’re drowning in the noise, the choices we have made. Each headline a shard, a broken, scattered bone. And in the silence, underneath the scream, a fragile hope, a barely whispered dream. Of what? We do not know. We cannot see. The static blinds. The truth, a buried seed. *****
Headlines bleed into each other
Gaza burns, numbers climbing like smoke
Somewhere a politician counts casualties like currency
Rockets whisper promises of revenge
While astronauts float above, untouched
The world spins, indifferent
Blood and pixels merge
Reality becomes a statistic
We watch
We scroll
We do nothing
*****
Headlines splinter, glass shatters—
a thousand voices, a thousand wounds,
history gnaws at the marrow of now.
Gaza burns in the throat of the sky,
a child’s name swallowed by dust.
Ceasefire is a word with no bones.
Trump whispers to Putin in the dark,
maps redraw themselves in silence,
Ukraine is a deck of cards mid-shuffle.
Statue of Liberty leans toward the sea,
listening for the sound of home,
but home is a question unanswered.
A midwife arrested for hands too knowing,
a student vanishes into foreign air,
a Pope prays through hospital glass.
DOGE breaks into the Institute of Peace—
a joke turned prophecy,
a currency more stable than truth.
Measles blooms like an old ghost,
the Panama Canal bends under weight,
BYD charges forward in five-minute bursts.
Ovechkin chases ghosts on ice,
Tracy Morgan vomits courtside,
Gene Hackman’s wife whispers from the past.
The news is a wound that never scabs,
a clock that ticks in blood and ink,
a chorus of sirens singing us awake.
*****
NewsFeed.exe (A Glitch in the Machine)
The screen bleeds light, a cataract of fear, headlines stacked like bodies in a digital morgue. El Salvador, a concrete womb for the damned, gangs swallowed whole, due process a forgotten prayer.
(White House whispers denials, a chorus of lies, court orders shredded, ghosts deported on the wind.)
Storms rage, a continent gasps, thirty-nine souls erased, a ledger of loss. Tornadoes, wildfires, dust – nature’s furious script, while we scroll, numb, through the apocalypse.
Putin calls. Trump answers. The world holds its breath, a puppet show of power, a dance with death. Assets divided, like spoils of a cosmic war, while Ukraine bleeds, a forgotten, festering sore.
Doctors deported, despite the gavel’s decree, a nation of laws, blindfolded, on its knees. Brown University mourns, Lebanon receives a broken son, the American dream, undone, undone, undone.
Social Security crumbles, a sandcastle in the tide, DOGE’s bite, a digital cyanide. The elderly tremble, their futures sold for a meme, while Musk laughs, a silicon god, supreme.
Columbia’s halls, a battleground of thought, funding slashed, free speech bought and sold, for naught. Sonic weapons denied, in a Serbian square, but the silence screams, a truth beyond compare.
Tariffs rise, a wall of economic pain, “Make America Rich Again,” a hollow refrain. The fisherman drifts, ninety-five days of despair, eating birds, turtles, a testament to human will, bare.
The Department of Education, gutted, a hollow shell, parents empowered, to build their own private hell. Schumer caves, a bipartisan betrayal, while the nation fractures, beyond repair, beyond the pale.
March Madness blooms, a distraction, bright and bold, while the world burns, a story left untold. Fired workers wait, for reinstatement’s grace, a legal limbo, a bureaucratic maze.
Voice of America, silenced, a propaganda war, truth a casualty, forevermore. Veterans abandoned, their sacrifices in vain, a nation’s gratitude, a fleeting, fickle rain.
The Pope prays, a fragile, flickering light, in a world consumed by darkness, and endless night. Nightclub infernos, earthquakes, a symphony of dread, while we scroll, and scroll, and scroll, until we’re dead.
The code is broken. The system crashes down. A glitch in the matrix. A silent, digital frown. We are the headlines. We are the walking dead. Awake. Or be consumed. The choice is in your head. *****
Headlines cascade like broken glass
Deportations, storms, and silent wars
Immigrants vanish between bureaucratic lines
Tornadoes erase towns while Putin waits on hold
The machine grinds, indifferent
Trump’s voice echoes through empty halls
Where democracy used to breatheWe are the footnotes of our own collapse
*****
Headlines crack like brittle bones,
syllables snapping under the weight of war,
a storm system of syntax,
tornadoes of treaties torn in two.
The White House denies, denies, denies—
a chorus of echoes in a courtroom void,
deportations like dandelion seeds
scattered on the wind of executive orders.
Steel and aluminum clang like church bells,
tariffs tolling the death of diplomacy,
while markets convulse in algorithmic seizures,
dollar bills burning like autumn leaves.
DOGE whispers through the wires,
a phantom currency haunting pensions,
Social Security gasping for breath
as bureaucrats play god with ledgers.
The Pope prays in pixelated light,
his hands folded over a fractured faith,
while Serbia screams in the streets,
325,000 voices swallowed by silence.
Elon Musk watches from his throne of lithium,
Tesla burning in the bonfire of protest,
while astronauts drift in the void,
waiting for gravity to remember them.
And somewhere beneath the rubble of rhetoric,
a fisherman chews on the bones of survival,
ninety-five days lost at sea,
swallowing the salt of a world unmoored.
*****
A fractured mirror, reflecting static— thirty-three dead, then thirty-four, a click, a refresh, the numbers a necrotic bloom. Tren de Aragua, a name like a train wreck grinding through the newsfeed’s tomb.
Houthi children, vaporized, pixelated grief, while Voice of America bleeds out, a silenced thief of truth, gagged by the orange hand. St. Patrick’s Day, green beer and sham oblivion, a parade marching through a wasteland.
Mahmoud Khalil, a name caught in the gears, deportation’s threat, the law’s cold sneers. Serbia rises, a hundred thousand strong, but the algorithm scrolls on, where do we belong?
Schumer’s cave, a politician’s origami, folding principles into a paper tsunami. Jackie and Shadow, an eagle’s fragile loss, nature’s sorrow, a digital double-cross.
Greenland’s defiance, a frozen middle finger, while wombats become props, the influencers linger, seeking clicks in the wild’s diminishing space. Ukraine’s ceasefire, a phantom, a fading trace.
Gaza’s journalists, silenced by the blast, their stories extinguished, shadows cast. Education gutted, a future dimmed and frayed, while Trump’s vengeance, a parade, unafraid.
Kursk retaken, a map redrawn in blood, tornadoes tear through towns, a raging flood of headlines, a deluge of despair. EPA rollbacks, poison in the air.
Idaho’s 911 call, a scream trapped in the wire, the Pope’s frail health, a flickering pyre. Tariffs and travel bans, walls built high and wide, AI’s cheat codes, where truth goes to hide.
DEI dismantled, a retreat from the light, South Africa’s envoy, banished to the night. Economic tremors, a manufactured quake, while cargo ships collide, for goodness sake.
Blizzards and heatwaves, a climate in revolt, SpaceX ascends, leaving Earth in a jolt. Ceasefires crumble, attacks in the night, Columbia raided, a battle for what’s right.
ISIS’s leader, a ghost in the machine, Midwest storms, a devastating scene. McLaren’s victory, a fleeting, watery grace, hostage negotiations, a withdrawn embrace.
Baseball’s promise, a Japanese sunrise, while tariffs on Canada, a cold surprise. Buzzer-beaters and trades, the sports page’s hum, March Madness brackets, numb, numb, numb.
Paul Weiss targeted, a legal battleground, Gene Hackman’s fortune, a silence profound. Ovechkin’s chase, a record in sight, while weather delays, a disrupted flight.
Measles outbreaks, a preventable sting, Tennessee’s triumph, a baseball king. Duke’s dominance, a basketball crown, Wall Street’s rally, a fleeting renown.
Rodgers’s drama, a quarterback’s quest, Flyers’ losses, a team distressed. 49ers’ reunion, a fullback’s return, Oregon State’s victory, lessons to learn.
Creighton’s skirmish, a basketball brawl, burning airplanes, a terrifying fall. Trump’s “transition,” a chaotic decree, Dick Vitale’s tears, for all to see.
Norris’s triumph, a Formula 1 dream, cybersecurity warnings, a digital scream. Egg prices plummet, a small, fragile win, Tesla protests, where do we begin?
Blues versus Wild, a hockey night’s fight, Southwest’s baggage fees, taking flight. Snow White’s controversy, a fractured fairytale, the headlines scream, a relentless, digital hail. The feed never ends. The fracture remains. *****
storms devour the heartland
33 souls scattered like paper
wind writes its own obituary
while politicians count votes
and cameras blinksomewhere a child looks up
and learns the sky has teeth
*****
Tornado tongues lick the earth raw,
spitting syllables of ruin,
while the sky stitches itself shut
with lightning’s jagged thread.
The newsprint bleeds—
ink pooling in the gutters,
headlines stacked like bodies,
a morgue of meaning,
a dirge of data.
Trump’s shadow stretches long,
a hand grasping at borders,
at laws, at language itself—
a specter of empire,
a whisper of exile.
Somewhere, an eaglet falls,
feathers lost in the algorithm’s churn.
Somewhere, a wombat is stolen,
its mother’s grief unreported.
The Pope prays from a hospital bed,
his breath a fragile doctrine.
The stock market exhales,
a beast tamed for a moment,
before the next convulsion.
And still, the world spins—
spins through war and weather,
through tariffs and touchdowns,
through the quiet deaths of languages
no one thought to save.
Tell me, when the last headline fades,
when the ink runs dry,
what will remain?
*****
SCUM.EXE
The newsfeed bleeds, a digital hemorrhage. Trump, the verb, the wound, the orange-stained bandage ripped off, revealing bone, the gristle of power unsheathed. He calls them scum, the legal hour hands ticking backwards. Justice, blindfolded, bleeds from the ears. The headlines scream, plant poisoned seeds:
Shutdown averted. (But the soul shuts down daily.) Tornado outbreak. (The news cycle, a whirling, deadly funnel of fear.) DEI crackdown. (Divide. Erase. Ignite.) Travel ban. (Walls rise higher than any flight of reason.) Columbia University. (Knowledge, a threat.) Arlington Cemetery. (History, rewritten, a debt unpaid to the fallen, the silenced, the erased.)
The White House, a black hole, sucking light, replaced by pronouncements, executive orders, a fist clenched around the throat of dissent. ISIS chief killed. (Another ghost, another victory claimed, the war unending.) Hamas. Gaza. The open sore of the world, festering. Hostages. Ceasefire. Lies layered on lies, a skyscraper built on sighs.
And then, the mundane horror, the slow decay: Missing student. Extermination camp. The price we pay for apathy, for scrolling past the pain. Law firms targeted. The system, rigged again. Dr. Oz. (Snake oil salesman, elevated.) EPA. (The air we breathe, a bargaining chip.) Gaza, they say, will be relocated. (To where? To dust?)
SpaceX launches. A billionaire’s hollow lust for escape. Greenland rejects the orange hand. The earth groans. Blood moon. A sign we understand but ignore. The algorithms feed the beast, a constant stream of outrage, a poisoned feast.
Consumer sentiment tumbles. (No surprise.) Measles. (The past returns, a plague in disguise.) Burning plane. Eaglet missing. The fragile things break first. The silence screams. The future sings a dirge. And somewhere, a poet, fractured, raw, tries to make sense of the chaos, the gaping maw of this unraveling. The code is broken. The screen flickers. The truth, a virus, unseen, obscene, infects the system. Reboot. Reboot. Reboot. The scum rises. The truth takes root. *****
empire crumbles in real time
headlines scroll like prophecy
trump speaks, law trembles
institutions bleed quietly
nobody watches the woundwe are all complicit witnesses
to the unmaking
*****
Headlines fracture, pixelated screams,
a thousand voices, none redeemed.
Trump spits venom, courts ignite,
truth dissolves in neon light.
Storms unravel, skies convulse,
tornadoes waltz with shattered pulse.
Ceasefires dangle, brittle thread,
while bodies count the words unsaid.
Eggs inflate, gold ascends,
markets tremble, logic bends.
Measles whispers, past returns,
history flickers, fever burns.
Druze cross borders, decades torn,
Greenland scoffs at power worn.
Justice hunts with sharpened teeth,
while silence festers underneath.
A pope recovers, eagles fall,
a nation stumbles through the sprawl.
Headlines churn, a restless sea—
who writes the script? Not you. Not me.
*****
Fractured Headlines: A Vivisection
White noise bleeds ink. Probationary ghosts reinstated, a bureaucratic resurrection, flesh stapled back onto bone-frames, while Schumer genuflects, a spineless sacrament before the shutdown god.
Dr. Oz, scalpel-sharp, dissecting Medicare, a tax-evading puppet prescribing placebo policies.
Farmers drown in trade war tides, funding grants frozen, a deliberate drought of empathy and aid.
Birthright citizenship, a constitutional battleground, the Supreme Court, a loaded dice roll, deciding who belongs.
Putin’s poker face, a ceasefire charade, Ukraine, a pawn sacrificed on the altar of realpolitik.
March megastorm, nature’s furious rebuttal, a symphony of chaos – blizzards, tornadoes, fire.
Wombat-snatching influencers, a viral outrage vortex, Australia’s fury, a microcosm of global absurdity.
Tariffs, a blunt instrument, economic self-harm, manufacturing dreams rusting in the rain.
Education gutted, a lobotomy of the future, students expelled, voices silenced, degrees revoked.
Guantanamo’s shadow stretches, detaining humanity, a legal black hole swallowing due process.
Mass graves unearthed, Mexico’s silent screams, cartel ovens, a testament to unimaginable cruelty.
Transgender soldiers, a battle for identity, the military, a minefield of prejudice and policy.
CDC nominee withdrawn, vaccine skepticism, a virus of misinformation spreading faster than truth.
Syria’s temporary constitution, a fragile ceasefire, a nation fractured, rebuilding on shifting sands.
Blood moon eclipse, a celestial omen, the earth bathed in crimson, a reflection of our own wounds.
Wine tariffs, a drunken brawl of trade, economic warfare, a bitter vintage of discontent.
Iran, Russia, nuclear whispers, a dangerous dance, the world holding its breath, waiting for the detonation.
EPA dismantled, environmental protections erased, a legacy of pollution, a future choked by greed.
Panama Canal, a geopolitical chokehold, military options, a threat veiled in diplomatic language.
Mass layoffs loom, federal workers, expendable, a workforce decimated, a nation unraveling.
Buttigieg’s ambition, a calculated retreat, 2028, a distant horizon, a political chess game.
Justice Department, a stage for Trump’s performance, law and order, a hollow mantra.
Storms rage, budgets slashed, nations invaded, rights revoked.
Silence. A scream trapped in the white space between the lines. The unwritten truth. The cost. The reckoning. Click. *****
empire crumbles in papercuts
judges reinstating ghosts
probationary workers rise like specters
through bureaucratic bone-dust
Trump’s shadow still haunts empty hallways
where power whispers its last breathwe are the footnotes they cannot erase
*****
Headlines scream in pixel bursts,
a thousand voices tangled in the wires,
judges resurrecting ghosts of labor,
farmers drowning in tariff tides,
wombats wrenched from mother’s grasp—
history stutters, repeats, forgets.
Steel and flesh, law and fire,
the market shudders, the sky ignites,
a pope prays from a hospital bed,
while a congressman fades into ink.
The moon bleeds red over silent streets,
as nations carve new scars into maps.
Algorithms whisper policy shifts,
a trillion decisions made in code,
while hands still clutch at vanishing wages,
while tongues still twist in protest chants.
The news is a storm with no horizon,
a flood of futures we cannot hold.
Tell me—
when the last headline fades to static,
what will remain?
*****
Front Page, Folded
The paper screams, a strangled bird, ink bleeding black across the white. EPA, a gutted, hollow word, regulations choked in fading light.
Tariffs, a rusty, jagged blade, slicing through trade, a global wound. Retaliation’s price is paid, while leaders posture, truths unbound.
Kursk, a name, a battlefield, where pawns are moved, and power plays. The human cost, a harvest reaped, in whispers lost, in smoky haze.
Evacuations, fires rage, a landscape scarred, a planet’s plea. The headlines turn, another page, of manufactured misery.
Law firms chilled, a judge’s dread, vengeance unleashed, a twisted game. Captivity, a child unfed, a mother’s guilt, a burning shame.
Shutdown looms, a partisan fight, while student loans become a void. Dissent is crushed, with brutal might, and freedoms lost, and hopes destroyed.
Missing students, fear takes hold, in foreign lands, a desperate search. Greenland’s choice, a story told, of independence, on freedom’s perch.
DOGE’s turmoil, Musk’s cruel hand, a digital god, with feet of clay. Storms gather force, across the land, a prelude to a darker day.
Layoffs mount, a rising tide, of broken dreams, and futures lost. The agencies, where truths reside, now gutted, counting up the cost.
Food banks starved, a nation’s shame, while leaders boast, and empires fall. Negotiations, a hollow game, as concrete cracks, and heed no call.
Canada’s power, a weaponized grid, a trade war’s spark, a sudden threat. Immigration’s surge, a story hid, of human lives, and debts unmet.
Megachurch sins, a pastor’s fall, abuse concealed, a sacred trust. Space missions stall, beyond the wall, of earthly woes, and broken dust.
Climate grants, a frozen flow, of money stopped, a planet’s plight. Economic fears, begin to grow, as darkness falls, and steals the light.
Train sieges, hostages freed, a fractured world, in constant strife. Duterte’s trial, a planted seed, of justice sought, for stolen life.
Iran’s defiance, a letter sent, a nuclear threat, a looming fear. Trapped in wreckage, time misspent, while housing aid, disappears.
Earthquakes rumble, cities shake, a fragile world, on trembling ground. The Pope’s frail health, a heart that aches, while faith and hope, are still around.
Musk’s documents, a judge’s plea, to pierce the veil, of corporate greed. Ballots uncounted, liberty, a fragile flower, a vital need.
Tariffs on steel, a global fight, Australia spurned, a wounded friend. Soup defiled, a sickening sight, a world unraveling, without end.
Gun laws upheld, a battle won, in Oregon’s courts, a hopeful sign. Rebate checks, for some, not one, a fractured state, a broken line.
Senators quit, a shifting tide, of power plays, and future’s cast. Evidence planted, truth denied, in murder trials, shadows amassed.
Shared control, a fragile state, in Minnesota’s halls of power. Healthcare cuts, a cruel debate, in California’s darkest hour.
Death row’s reprieve, a life reclaimed, a legal twist, a second chance. Military warnings, futures framed, by funding gaps, a risky dance.
Migrant shelters, names demanded, a privacy breach, a chilling fear. Explosions rock, a campus stranded, in neon green, the danger clear.
Wetlands drained, a precious loss, as regulations, fade away. Privatization’s heavy cross, a burden borne, day after day.
Long COVID lingers, bodies worn, a mystery unsolved, a plea unheard. Veterans’ care, a promise torn, by budget cuts, a cruel, sharp word.
Storms approach, with furious might, a nation braced, for wind and rain. Pardons granted, in fading light, for past misdeeds, a lingering stain.
Ceasefire whispers, weapons flow, a conflict’s dance, of death and lies. Unemployment’s sting, a bitter blow, for federal workers, beneath dark skies.
Quarterbacks shift, a game of chance, while cosmic maps, are drawn above. Free agency’s fleeting glance, a search for worth, a quest for love.
Tesla’s decline, a warning sign, of hubris lost, and empires frayed. Chipmakers rise, a new design, for futures built, and fortunes made.
Pokémon’s sale, a digital shift, a gaming world, in constant flux. Walmart’s squeeze, a heavy lift, as China’s wrath, the market bucks.
Musk’s showcase, a hollow plea, to prop a brand, in fading light. Whistleblowers silenced, decree, by corporate might, that crushes right.
Wrestling seeds, a hopeful start, for college stars, with dreams ablaze. Basketball’s thrill, a beating heart, in tournament play, through hazy days.
Astronauts wait, a mission stalled, by faulty parts, and earthly woes. Measles outbreaks, warnings called, as ancient threats, relentlessly grow.
The headlines scream, a fractured song, of human folly, greed, and pain. A world unraveling, where right and wrong, are blurred and lost, in endless rain. *****
empire crumbles in green text
regulations dissolve like paper
power strips itself naked
bureaucrats dance while systems burn
nobody watches anymorewe are the scaffolding
and they are taking us down
piece by piece
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the maw of morning,
a thousand voices shrieking deregulation, retaliation, obliteration—
steel bends, tariffs bite, the air thick with the scent of scorched policy.
Kursk falls, Kursk rises, a chessboard soaked in oil and echoes,
while the West Coast drowns in fire’s forgotten tears,
mudslides whispering elegies to homes built on borrowed time.
A child locked in a room of twenty years, ribs like prison bars,
a mother’s shadow stretching long across the decades—
who counts the days when the walls do not move?
Shutdowns loom like vultures over the carcass of governance,
Senators play poker with livelihoods, shuffling futures like cheap cards,
the deck stacked with hunger, eviction, the quiet hum of despair.
DOGE howls through the corridors of power,
Musk’s laughter ricochets off the bones of the working class,
while Tesla stumbles, a wounded beast in a market of wolves.
Blood Moon rises over a world unraveling,
Northern Lights flicker like static on a dying screen—
who will watch when the sky forgets its own name?
The earth quakes beneath Naples’ feet,
the Pope breathes in measured prayers,
and somewhere in the wreckage of headlines,
a woman is found six days too late.
History rewrites itself in real time,
syllables collapsing under the weight of meaning—
and still, the newsprint bleeds.
*****
Front Page Fugue
The headlines scream, a fractured chorus, steel and tariffs, a trade war’s porous borders bleeding red, white, and blue lies. Europe retaliates, a mirrored surprise.
Education gutted, classrooms shrink, teachers laid off, futures on the brink. Sudiksha Konanki, a name lost in the void, while knowledge itself becomes unemployed.
Ukraine’s ceasefire, a fragile truce, aid flows again, a cynical ruse. The gears of war grind, oiled by deceit, while headlines whisper of a bitter defeat.
Shutdown averted, a temporary stay, politicians posture, another hollow day. Plane crashes, safety systems ignored, the cost of negligence, tragically stored.
Greenland’s election, a Trumpian shadow play, takeover whispers, a continent’s dismay. Pakistan’s train, a hostage-filled hell, “doomsday scenes,” the passengers tell.
Cargo ship collision, a captain’s arrest, manslaughter charges, a maritime test. Columbia’s student, a political pawn, deportation threats, a constitutional dawn?
Voter suppression, a Republican scheme, disenfranchisement, a shattered American dream. Trump’s approval ratings, a nation’s despair, economic anxieties, a suffocating air.
Social Security threatened, Musk’s careless word, a safety net frayed, promises unheard. Australia defiant, refuses to bend, while tariffs reshape the world, end to end.
Environmental justice, offices erased, a planet in peril, its future defaced. USAID documents, shredded and burned, secrets concealed, lessons unlearned.
California’s storms, evacuations loom, mudslides and tornadoes, a landscape of doom. Minnesota’s House, a political tie, shared control, a fragile alibi.
Hazing’s dark shadow, a student’s demise, fraternity rituals, a web of cruel lies. Veterans’ mental health, a casualty of war, policies destabilize, leaving wounds that are sore.
Columbia’s funding, a political attack, antisemitism’s pretext, a truth turned back. Pandemic’s anniversary, a world still unprepared, lessons unheeded, a future ensnared.
Hyperbaric chamber, a child’s tragic end, profits over safety, a trend that won’t mend. Law firm targeted, a Trumpian vendetta, executive orders, a constitutional dilemma.
Duterte’s downfall, a dictator’s demise, crimes against humanity, a reckoning that arises. Missing toddler found, a river’s cold embrace, a parent’s grief, etched on time and space.
Inflation’s grip tightens, recession’s dark fear, stock market tremors, the future unclear. Pope’s recovery, a fragile reprieve, while Vatican whispers, secrets they weave.
California’s Republicans, a betrayal perceived, healthcare cuts looming, promises deceived. Syria’s massacres, families erased, sectarian violence, a landscape defaced.
Prison guards fired, a strike’s bitter cost, National Guard deployed, freedoms lost. Transgender girls, a battleground state, Trump’s pressure tactics, fueled by hate.
Tariffs and trade wars, a global unrest, economic coercion, a dangerous test. Romania’s far-right, a fascist echo, hate resurrected, a specter of woe.
Katie Porter’s ambition, a governor’s race, Trump’s shadow lingers, a political chase. Market volatility, a turbulent ride, investors’ anxieties, nowhere to hide.
Mel Gibson’s gun rights, a controversial plea, DOJ official fired, a battle for decree. Navy’s shipbuilding, a collaborative quest, economic handouts, a questionable test.
NASA’s space missions, a cosmic pursuit, while earthly problems remain unresolved, acute. Air quality plummets, a world choked by fumes, environmental agencies, facing impending dooms.
Birthright citizenship, a legal fight, Trump’s executive order, challenged by right. Blood moon eclipse, a celestial display, while earthly dramas unfold, day by day.
NFL free agency, winners and losers declared, contracts and trades, fortunes shared. Tesla’s stock falters, Musk’s empire strained, a billionaire’s gamble, a future unchained.
SpaceX’s mission, astronauts’ return, political tensions, lessons to learn. White House car lot, a Tesla display, Trump’s shilling for Musk, a controversial way.
Measles outbreaks, a public health threat, immune amnesia, a danger we’ve met. NFL draft picks, compensatory gains, teams strategize, amidst shifting terrains.
European markets, a volatile mix, trade war anxieties, economic tricks. RFK Jr.’s crusade, artificial dyes, food industry challenged, a battle that arises.
Cowboys’ free agency, signings and deals, team roster changes, the future reveals. Junior Bridgeman, a legend departs, basketball and business, leaving broken hearts.
Southwest Airlines, baggage fees imposed, customer loyalty tested, a perk decomposed. Tiger Woods injured, a career in doubt, Achilles tendon ruptured, a painful shout.
Recession’s shadow, a looming threat, economic indicators, a future we’ve yet to get. Manchester United’s stadium, a grand design, financial risks, a future to define.
Falcons sign Floyd, a defensive gain, team roster bolstered, easing the strain. Eagles visit White House, a Super Bowl cheer, Trump’s invitation accepted, dispelling all fear.
Daniel Jones to Colts, a quarterback’s quest, competition ignited, putting skills to the test. Musk’s X outage, a cyberattack’s sting, digital vulnerabilities, the chaos they bring.
Vikings add Allen, strengthening the line, defensive prowess, a strategy to refine. Housing affordability, a crisis untold, shortages and struggles, stories unfold.
Big Ten basketball, honors bestowed, players and coaches, achievements explode. OpenAI’s new tools, developers embrace, AI’s evolution, at an accelerating pace.
Ovechkin’s goal chase, a hockey legend’s dream, records and milestones, a captivating theme. Trump’s tariffs take hold, a nation’s divide, economic consequences, a turbulent tide.
A cacophony of crises, a world in disarray, truth fractured, hope fading away. The headlines scream on, a relentless barrage, a fragmented reality, on history’s stage. *****
empire builds walls of steel and numbers tariffs like razor wire between nations workers become statistics politicians play chess with economies nobody wins, everybody pays the machine keeps grinding soft flesh against cold metal we are the footnotes in someone else’s ledger *****
Steel screams in the furnace of policy,
molten tariffs poured into the mold of retaliation.
Europe bites back, teeth forged in countermeasures,
while America sharpens its tongue on the edge of trade.
The sky fractures—
planes collide, midair whispers of disaster,
while trains derail into the mouths of insurgents.
A nation’s breath catches in the throat of a shutdown,
lungs constricted by the iron grip of budgetary war.
A boy vanishes into the river’s cold memory,
while veterans fade into the bureaucratic abyss.
The earth shakes beneath the weight of elections,
Greenland shivers in the shadow of a name.
Markets convulse,
Tesla stumbles,
Musk laughs into the void of his own making.
The Pope exhales,
his breath a fragile thing against the tide of time.
Blood moons rise over burning documents,
over shattered treaties, over silent screams.
The world turns, headlines churn,
and still, the ink bleeds.
*****
Front Page Bleed
The screen flickers, a cataract of crises, pixels clotting into headlines, each a fresh incision.
Ukraine. Moscow. Drones like metallic locusts, swarming, stinging, leaving craters where homes pulsed with quiet evenings.
Two killed. Massive attack. Peace talks. The words, sanitized scalpels, slicing through the viscera of war.
And Trump, the perpetual orange sunspot, flaring, vowing, threatening. A one-man weather system of chaos.
Unseat. Shutdown. Hate. The lexicon of division, a virus replicating in the comment sections.
D.O.G.E., the acronym a growl, sniffing at our digital footprints, freedom of information, a bone gnawed clean.
Unprecedented power. Unusual secrecy. The ironies, sharp as shattered glass, reflecting a fractured democracy.
Greenland, a pawn in a geopolitical chess game, independence, a melting glacier, Trump, the invisible hand on the board.
Love triangle. Opposition party. US ties. The language of diplomacy, a thin veil over the raw hunger for resources.
Black Lives Matter, a mural scraped away, history, a palimpsest, erased, rewritten, but never truly gone.
Cannot erase. Shutdown looms. Aren’t sleeping. The ghosts of protest, lingering in the concrete, a silent scream in the city’s throat.
Duterte, the strongman, arrested, a legacy of blood, a war on drugs, the International Criminal Court, a distant thunder.
Crimes against humanity. Divisive legacy. The weight of justice, a slow, grinding mill, pulverizing the bones of the innocent.
Mahmoud Khalil, a green card, a deportation order, the Kafkaesque nightmare of bureaucracy, a life suspended in legal limbo.
Green card. Mayoral race. What to know. The questions, unanswered, hanging in the air, like the scent of tear gas after a protest.
COVID, five years a phantom limb, the world, a body still twitching, from the trauma, the loss, the lingering fear.
Pandemic. Health crisis. What’s next? The uncertainty, a virus of its own, mutating, adapting, always one step ahead.
Cargo ships colliding, a fiery ballet of destruction, jet fuel, a slick rainbow on the waves, the environment, a casualty of carelessness.
Environmental disaster. Out of the blue. The suddenness of catastrophe, a reminder of our fragile ecosystem.
Prison guards fired, a wildcat strike, the simmering rage of the underpaid, the system, a pressure cooker about to explode.
Illegal strike. Terminated. The strike is over. The language of authority, cold and unforgiving, a hammer blow to the hopes of the desperate.
Tariffs, a trade war, a game of chicken, Wisconsin factories, the collateral damage, the economy, a tightrope walker losing balance.
Wild West. Undercut. Slams. The rhetoric of conflict, escalating, a prelude to a deeper, more devastating crash.
Antisemitism, a poison seeping into campuses, colleges, battlegrounds of ideology, education, a weapon in the culture wars.
Penalties. Investigation. Discrimination. The words, loaded with history, with pain, a reminder of the darkness that never truly fades.
The Pope, his health, a global concern, faith, a fragile vessel in a turbulent world, prayers, whispered in a thousand languages.
Restful night. Guarded prognosis. Improvement. The language of hope, flickering like a candle, in the face of mortality, of uncertainty.
USAID, contracts canceled, Africa, the forgotten continent, aid, a lifeline severed by political whims.
Goats and Soda. Billions lost. Intimidate. The casual cruelty of power, the human cost, buried in the fine print.
Sudiksha Konanki, missing, a college student, a void in the universe, the Dominican Republic, a backdrop of fear.
Search. Didn’t drown. Interview. The fragments of information, pieced together, a desperate attempt to reconstruct a life.
Ontario, a threat, a tariff, electricity, a weapon in a trade dispute, Minnesota, caught in the crossfire.
Shut off. Surcharge. Retaliates. The language of escalation, of brinkmanship, a dangerous game with unpredictable consequences.
School bus overturned, children injured, a moment of chaos, a sudden swerve, the fragility of life, exposed in an instant.
Hospitalized. Seriously. Overturns. The stark reality of accidents, the thin line between safety and disaster.
Syria, a fragile peace, a new government, Kurdish forces, integrated, a tentative step, towards a future still shrouded in uncertainty.
Breakthrough deal. Landmark agreement. The language of diplomacy, masking the scars, of a decade of war, of displacement, of loss.
A four-year-old, a stolen ice cream, a call to the police, a moment of absurdity, a glimpse into the mundane dramas of everyday life.
He called the cops. A single, stark sentence, a microcosm of our over-reliance on authority.
Mel Gibson, gun rights, a fired DOJ official, the machinations of power, the whispers of influence, justice, a commodity traded in the shadows.
Restoration. Refusing. Axed. The language of betrayal, of corruption, a reminder of the rot beneath the surface.
Medical helicopter crash, lives lost, a tragedy in the sky, a sudden descent, the fragility of life, underscored once more.
Fatalities confirmed. Crew members. Dead. The blunt finality of death, a stark contrast to the vibrant lives extinguished.
Mark Carney, Canada’s new leader, a challenge, a tariff war, a global stage, the weight of expectation, heavy on his shoulders.
Take on Trump. Must answer. Succeed. The questions, hanging in the air, a test of leadership, of resilience, of vision.
Hiring freeze, universities, a shifting landscape, federal funding, a battleground of priorities, education, a casualty of political maneuvering.
Cutbacks. Shifting landscape. Freeze. The language of austerity, of uncertainty, a chilling effect on the pursuit of knowledge.
Menendez brothers, a resentencing hearing, a decades-old crime, a quest for freedom, justice, a complex equation of guilt and redemption.
Roadblock. Withdraw. Resentenced. The legal wrangling, the slow grind of the system, a reminder of the enduring power of the past.
Climate change, lawsuits frozen, billions of dollars, a battle for the future, the environment, a pawn in a political game.
Frozen funds. Escalate fight. Sues. The language of conflict, of obstruction, a betrayal of future generations.
Stock market, a plunge, a recession scare, Trump’s disruption, a volatile force, the economy, a fragile ecosystem on the brink.
Sell-off. Cold plunge. Rattled. The language of fear, of uncertainty, a reminder of the precariousness of prosperity.
Ukraine, a security force, Paris talks, deterrence, a key question, a global stage, the threat of war, looming large.
Wasn’t invited. Convene. Deterrence. The language of diplomacy, of power plays, a delicate dance on the edge of a precipice.
Elon Musk, Social Security, cuts, fraud, a billionaire’s pronouncements, a political agenda, the safety net, a target for ideological warfare.
Eliminate. Teases. Searching. The language of threat, of disruption, a challenge to the foundations of social welfare.
Wall Street, a tough question, a biting editorial, the economy, a rollercoaster of booms and busts, Trump, the unpredictable factor in the equation.
Needles. Wreck. Grip. The language of anxiety, of warning, a sense of impending doom.
A judge, a murder, a mistrial, a wife’s death, a courtroom drama, justice, elusive, inconclusive.
Mistrial. Shot. Accused. The language of violence, of accusation, a tragedy unfolding in the public eye.
Cybersecurity, funding halted, elections, vulnerable, the threat of interference, a shadow over democracy, the integrity of the vote, at stake.
Chopping block. Rattling. Concerned. The language of alarm, of vulnerability, a reminder of the fragility of our systems.
Romania, a presidential candidate barred, protests erupt, a far-right populist, a blocked election, democracy, under siege.
Chaos. Appeals. Blocked. The language of unrest, of suppression, a struggle for the soul of a nation.
S’mores, wildfires, a Long Island blaze, a moment of carelessness, a devastating consequence, the environment, vulnerable to human error.
Suspected cause. Backyard. Massive. The language of investigation, of blame, a reminder of the power of small actions.
EPA, grants canceled, environmental justice, workers reinstated, a workforce in turmoil, the protection of the vulnerable, a political football.
Reverses course. Dismantling. Turmoil. The language of instability, of conflict, a battle for the soul of environmental policy.
Conversion therapy, a Supreme Court challenge, a ban on a harmful practice, a free-speech debate, the rights of LGBTQ+ individuals, at stake.
Challenge. Banning. Free-speech. The language of legal battle, of ideological conflict, a struggle for the definition of human rights.
A plane crash, injuries, a retirement community, a sudden descent, a moment of terror, the fragility of life, once again exposed.
Crashes. Discharged. Private plane. The language of accident, of aftermath, a reminder of the unexpected dangers of flight.
Tesla, a stock plunge, a Trump endorsement, a billionaire’s struggles, a political alliance, the electric vehicle market, in turmoil.
Plunge. Struggling. Tumbles. The language of decline, of uncertainty, a reflection of the volatile nature of the market.
Officer-involved shooting, a motorcycle, a park, a deputy injured, a suspect wounded, violence, erupting in a public space.
Shootout. Seriously injured. Activated. The language of conflict, of injury, a reminder of the dangers faced by law enforcement.
Asylum app, self-deportation, a new function, immigration policy, a tool of control, the lives of migrants, hanging in the balance.
Overhauls. Self-deportation. Relaunches. The language of bureaucracy, of restriction, a reflection of the harsh realities of immigration.
China, tariffs, farmers, a trade war, retaliation, a global economic conflict, the livelihoods of producers, at stake.
Strikes back. Retaliatory. Worried. The language of conflict, of escalation, a reminder of the interconnectedness of the global economy.
Measles, an outbreak, vaccine skepticism, rural Texas, a public health crisis, the consequences of misinformation, unfolding.
Crumbling. Scrambles. Swayed. The language of vulnerability, of resistance, a reminder of the importance of public health.
Southwest Airlines, checked bags, a new fee, basic economy, a changing landscape, the cost of travel, increasing.
Slashes. Ends. Charge. The language of business, of profit, a reflection of the changing dynamics of the airline industry.
Climate change lawsuits, a Supreme Court rejection, red states, blue states, a legal battle, the future of the planet, at stake.
Rejects. Block. Rebukes. The language of legal conflict, of division, a reminder of the political obstacles to climate action.
NFL free agency, signings, trades, team grades, winners and losers, the business of football, in full swing.
Tracker. Deals. Fallout. The language of sports, of competition, a reflection of the constant churn of the league.
Lunar eclipse, a blood worm moon, a celestial event, a moment of wonder, the beauty of the universe, on display.
Total. Blood Moon. What to know. The language of astronomy, of observation, a reminder of the vastness of space.
Cyberattack, X, Elon Musk, outages, a digital battleground, the vulnerability of online platforms, exposed.
Massive. Dark Storm. Waves. The language of threat, of disruption, a reminder of the constant dangers of the digital world.
Gerrit Cole, Tommy John surgery, a baseball star, an injury, a season lost, the fragility of athletic careers, underscored.
Season-ending. Replace. Surgery. The language of
missiles rise over moscow
drones hum like angry wasps
empires crumble in silence
while bureaucrats shuffle papers
and cameras blinksomewhere a soldier checks his phone
history scrolls past like a ticker tape
we are all just witnesses now
*****
Headlines crack like brittle bones,
fractured syllables spill ink-blood rivers—
drones hum dirges over Moscow’s iron veins,
while Greenland shivers in the shadow of a name.
Tariffs gnash teeth, biting rusted factory floors,
while Capitol ghosts barter shutdowns for soundbites.
DOGE slithers through bureaucratic veins,
a digital specter haunting the archives of power.
S’mores ignite wildfires,
conversion therapy burns beneath court gavels,
and a child dials 911 for stolen ice cream—
the absurd and the apocalyptic hold hands,
dancing in the algorithm’s flickering glow.
Elon whispers to the void,
Tesla crumbles like a sandcastle in the tide,
while Trump buys electric dreams to resurrect a dying sun.
Markets convulse, Wall Street shudders,
and the moon bleeds worms into the night sky.
Somewhere, a helicopter falls from grace,
a judge’s gavel drowns in mistrial echoes,
and a student vanishes into Dominican dusk—
newsprint ghosts wail in pixelated agony,
while the world scrolls on, indifferent.
*****
Ticker Tape Tamper Tantrum
White noise bleeds red, a fractured feed: Carney crowned, Canada’s new creed. (Landslide, they scream, a hollow cheer, another puppet, fueled by fear.)
Ukraine’s intel, a pawn in play, Trump’s tariffs, a ricochet. “Just about” lifted, the whispers lie, while bodies pile, beneath a jaundiced sky.
China’s harvest, a bitter yield, agri-vengeance, a battlefield. Fentanyl’s ebb, a fleeting grace, drowning sorrows, a different race.
Columbia’s cries, a green card’s plea, ICE’s grip, on liberty. Malibu quakes, a fault line’s groan, while empires crumble, on a borrowed throne.
Recession’s shadow, a looming threat, postal workers, in freedom’s debt. Syria’s screams, a silenced choir, German skies, choked by strike fire.
North Korea’s rockets, a fiery dance, “Bloody Sunday,” a backward glance. Romania’s chaos, a far-right blight, Gaza’s darkness, devoid of light.
Greenland’s vote, a melting plea, DOGE’s nurse, a truth we see. Shutdown looms, a fiscal shroud, Iran’s defiance, spoken aloud.
Vance’s daughter, a shield of shame, Starlink’s battle, a twisted game. Sheinbaum’s triumph, a tariff’s pause, Hamas’ offer, with hidden claws.
NOAA’s purge, a climate’s cost, Secret Service, innocence lost. Kursk’s advance, a brutal gain, Atlanta’s grief, a lingering stain.
Noem’s vendetta, a leak’s despair, Long Island burns, a poisoned air. Veterans’ cuts, a broken vow, Pope’s frail prayer, a furrowed brow.
Firing squads, a morbid choice, Florida’s horror, a silenced voice. Albany’s deal, a hollow pact, market’s plunge, a brutal act.
Metcalf’s trade, a gridiron’s shift, Blood Worm Moon, a cosmic rift. Measles’ return, a whispered dread, Mexico’s rally, words unsaid.
Wrestling’s crown, a Penn State roar, Bitcoin’s gamble, a digital sore. Allen’s millions, a quarterback’s prize, NASCAR’s speed, beneath judging eyes.
UAW’s stance, a tariff’s friend, Garrett’s wealth, that knows no end. Ovechkin’s chase, a legend’s quest, Fugard’s farewell, put to the test.
Tar Heel’s defeat, a hunter’s plight. Viking’s gold. A prince’s early night. Landry’s leap, a Patriot’s gain, Big 12’s brackets, a driving rain.
Loucks’ return, a Seminole’s call, “Mickey 17,” destined to fall. Allred’s tactics, a double bind. The scroll continues. Humanity, unkind. The feed keeps churning. The truth, confined. *****
Headlines cascade like broken glass
Mark Carney rises where Trudeau fell
Tariffs dance, economies tremble
Borders shift beneath silent feet
Something is changing
Not the faces
But the machine
Grinding slower
But never stopping
*****
Headlines fracture, splintered glass in the mouth of the morning,
Carney crowned in crimson landslides, a nation exhales—
but the breath is borrowed, the lungs are leased.
Trump’s tariffs gnaw at the marrow of markets,
a recession hums beneath the floorboards,
while missiles arc like punctuation marks
in a sentence no one dares to finish.
Fentanyl fades, but ghosts still linger,
whispering in alleyways where the wind forgets its name.
A student vanishes into Dominican tides,
the sea swallows secrets whole.
ICE drags protest from pavement to silence,
while Gaza flickers in the dark,
a desalination plant gasping for power,
a people parched on the edge of history’s tongue.
Ovechkin chases ghosts on ice,
Garrett stacks millions like sandbags against time,
and Greenland votes beneath a shadow too large to name.
The moon bleeds red over Wall Street’s trembling hands,
while steel birds intercept whispers above Mar-a-Lago.
A teacher resurfaces from Georgia’s black water,
his story unfinished, his echoes unresolved.
The world spins, headlines churn—
a storm of ink and static,
a chorus of sirens in a language we refuse to learn.
*****
Headlines (Fractured Transmission)
The ticker tape bleeds a binary prayer: Approve/Disapprove. Consume/Despair.
Trump ( ) Tariff ( ) Chaos ( ) insert coin for economic theory The market a bulimic god, gorging, purging, on whispers of strong borders, strategic reserves.
SpaceX (boom) Starship (implode) Florida (tremble) Another phallic symbol, misfired ambition, scattering debris across the collective dreamscape.
Dismantle. Abolish. The words like blunt instruments, smashing the fragile architecture of learning, leaving only the rubble of alternative facts.
Firing squad. A phrase from a sepia-toned nightmare, re-emerging, slick with the oil of law and order. South Carolina, a stage for state-sanctioned murder.
Ukraine ( ) US ( ) Talks ( ) The chessboard of geopolitics, pawns sacrificed, while the kings negotiate acceptable losses.
Measles. A ghost from the eradicated past, resurrected by the anti-vaxxer gospel, a plague of willful ignorance.
Eagles hatch. A flicker of hope, quickly drowned by the deluge of Syria (bleed) Assad (cling) Bitcoin (plunge) Moon (sideways).
Women’s Day. A hashtag, a hollow celebration, while the patriarchy tightens its grip, disguised as progress, empowerment.
Adams ( ) Yoon ( ) Musk ( ) The names blur, interchangeable puppets, dancing to the tune of power, corruption, lies.
Data (stolen) Secrets (sold) China ( ) The new Cold War, fought in the digital trenches, where privacy is a quaint, outdated concept.
Daylight Saving. A ritual of temporal manipulation, a collective delusion of control, while the planet spins, indifferent to our clocks.
UFC ( ) Columbia River ( ) WWII Bomb ( ) A cacophony of violence, mystery, and echoes, a fractured mirror reflecting our fragmented selves.
Sanctions ( ) Ceasefire ( ) Extension ( ) The language of diplomacy, a smokescreen for self-interest, while the bodies pile up, uncounted, unnamed.
Pronouns. The new battleground of identity, a war of words waged on the bodies of the marginalized, while the powerful celebrate freedom of speech.
Market (crash) Boycott (fail) Wind (howl) The cycle repeats, a relentless churn of consumption, protest, and the inevitable return to apathy.
Frozen Four. Seven Veils. Cosmic Rewind. Distractions, diversions, escapes from the abyss, while the real drama unfolds, unscripted, unedited.
Hackman (gone) Wife (gone) Hantavirus ( ) The fragility of life, a stark reminder, amidst the relentless barrage of manufactured outrage.
Travel Ban ( ) Biologist (fired) The walls close in, the borders harden, while the planet burns, and we argue about pronouns.
Hendrickson ( ) Starmer ( ) S&P 500 ( ) The endless scroll, the infinite feed, a digital stream of consciousness, devoid of meaning.
Clark ( ) Sanders ( ) Bloomberg ( ) The names of the celebrated, the condemned, the forgotten, all equalized in the relentless flow of information.
Strade Bianche ( ) Khartoum ( ) Five-Star ( ) The world shrinks, the connections fray, leaving only fragments, shards of a broken narrative.
Lilly ( ) Capcom ( ) Severance ( ) The corporate logos, the entertainment distractions, a thin veneer over the underlying unease.
Braves ( ) Elk ( ) Genes ( ) The search for meaning, for connection, for escape, in a world saturated with noise, and devoid of silence.
The headlines scream. The void answers. We are all just data points, lost in the fractured transmission. *****
empire crumbles in real time
headlines dance like fever dreams
trump speaks, congress listens
machines launch, then explode
workers fired for pronouns
satellites watch everything
we are the glitch in the system
and the system knows it
*****
Headlines fracture, scatter like startled birds,
Trumpets blare tariffs, tongues twist in trade wars,
Musk’s rockets kiss the sky, then crumble,
A man stands before a squad of bullets, history rewinds.
Eagles hatch under pixelated eyes,
Ukraine whispers in satellite silence,
Bitcoin hoards in vaults of uncertainty,
A mayor’s shadow stretches long in courtrooms.
The river exhales a car, decades drowned,
Bombs sleep beneath Parisian rails,
Markets convulse in algorithmic seizures,
Boycotts bloom like defiant weeds.
Pronouns erased, bodies erased,
Hands raised in stadiums, fists clenched in streets,
The moon receives another ghost,
And somewhere, a poet drowns in the noise.
*****
Ticker Tape Apocalypse
CNBC screams Nasdaq bleeds correction. Trump, the tariff-twitching phantom, pauses, unpauses, a spasmodic god of market chaos. Mexico, Canada, caught in the crossfire of his whim.
The Pope, a fragile metronome, ticks between prayer and pathology. Gradual, slight improvement. (Is grace quantifiable?)
Zelenskyy, a ghost in the machine of war, begs for defense, for dialogue, while Europe re-arms, a rusty beast awakened by the scent of blood.
China scolds, two-faced America, a pot calling the kettle a shattered mirror. Foreign aid, a pawn in the Supreme Court’s game, Justice Barrett, the fulcrum of fate.
Daylight Saving Time, a manufactured theft, stealing sleep, offering free food as a pathetic consolation prize. Spring forward, they say, into what abyss?
Shutdown or surrender? The Senate’s dilemma, a binary choice in a fractal world. Germany’s debt, a bazooka aimed at the future, while South Korea bombs its own citizens, a tragic farce.
Federal workers, fired in digital droves, Elon Musk, the scapegoat, the DOGE-devourer, claiming innocence in the face of mass unemployment. DOGE cuts. A new euphemism for oblivion.
Firing squads in South Carolina, a medieval spectacle, while Ukraine’s satellite eyes are blinded by American greed. Syria, a charnel house of forgotten rebellions, Adnan Syed, a ghost released from the prison of narrative.
Measles, a resurrected plague, thriving on ignorance and fear. Job numbers, a flickering illusion, 151,000 jobs added, while the economy unravels.
Trump hides something in Ukraine, a secret whispered in the Kremlin’s ear. Gene Hackman, dead, a footnote to hantavirus, while lunar landings stumble, sideways, again.
Democrats, lost in a wilderness of resistance, memes and mockery their only weapons. An Olympian drug lord, a $10 million bounty, Bitcoin reserves, a digital pyramid scheme.
Idaho murders, a text message scream, freaking out, echoing in the void of a shattered home. South Korea’s president, freed from detention, a puppet dancing on the strings of power.
India’s tariffs, very high, Trump complains, a prelude to more economic warfare. Eric Adams, a mayor dodging corruption charges, while national parks are gutted, their guardians exiled.
Orbán, the Hungarian autocrat, blocking aid to Ukraine, a pawn in Putin’s game. Law firms, targeted for aiding Trump’s enemies, Walgreens, a fallen giant, devoured by private equity.
Farmers, caught in the crosshairs of trade wars, their loyalty tested by economic ruin. Classified data, sold to China, a betrayal whispered in the digital wind.
Black Lives Matter Plaza, erased, a symbol of surrender to white supremacy. Slender Man’s victim, released, a ghost in the machine, while Trump lies about Social Security, a broken promise.
UFC, a spectacle of violence, a distraction from the crumbling world. Michigan State, a fleeting victory, while Social Security is branded a Ponzi scheme.
Netanyahu, a shadow over October 7th, a tragedy foretold, a warning ignored. Pilots flirting with influencers, a trivial pursuit in the face of global collapse.
Lesotho, a nation mocked, a symbol of ignorance, while Ovechkin chases Gretzky’s ghost. Curry’s magic, a fleeting moment of beauty, in a world drowning in despair.
DEI, a battleground of corporate culture, while European stocks surge, a false dawn. Lakers and Knicks, a clash of titans, a distraction from the unraveling fabric of reality.
AOC, mocked for her digital resistance, while a WWII bomb disrupts Paris, a ghost of the past. Transgender youth, targeted by hate, while a missing woman is found in a suitcase, a tragic end.
Russia’s missiles, a rain of fire, while Seahawks trade Metcalf, a pawn in the game. Hoaxes and diversions, a constant stream of noise, while DOGE staffers feast on taxpayer dollars.
Mickey 17, a clone’s lament, a reflection of our own fractured identities. Trump’s sanctions, a weapon of mass confusion, while Pamela Bach, a forgotten star, fades away.
Joey Bosa, a commodity, traded and bartered, while Brock Nelson finds a new home in the Avalanche. Zelenskyy’s truce, a desperate plea, while CNN is stunned by DOGE’s popularity.
The S&P 500, a rollercoaster of fear, while RFK Jr. peddles snake oil for measles, a symptom of a world losing its mind. The headlines scream, a cacophony of chaos, a ticker tape apocalypse, unspooling in real time. *****
empire crumbles in slow motion
tariffs dance like falling dominoes
workers vanish into digital mist
screens flicker with promises of stability
nobody notices the cracks spreading
beneath our feetwe are already ghosts
waiting to be remembered
*****
Headlines crack like brittle bones,
tariffs tangle in a lover’s quarrel,
a Pope exhales slow prayers through hospital glass,
while Europe sharpens its teeth on the edge of war.
Trump’s shadow stretches across the market,
a hand of tariffs, a fist of sanctions,
China snarls, Russia strikes,
the world spins dizzy on the axis of power.
A moonshot lands sideways,
a fighter jet bombs its own people,
a missing woman folds into a suitcase,
history loops like a snake eating its own tail.
Measles bloom like forgotten ghosts,
a snowboarder turns kingpin fugitive,
Elon Musk shrugs beneath congressional glare,
and the stock market wails in algorithmic agony.
Somewhere beneath the noise,
a mother tucks her child into bed,
a poet scribbles in the margins of collapse,
and the world—
for one breath—
pauses.
*****
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Kryvyi Rih (Screaming Iron)
Ballistic lullaby. Hometown, un-homed. A president’s geography, re-written in shrapnel.
(No pause)
The market stalls, shattered. Blood oranges, unpriced. Futures traded: recession/expansion, a binary code for breathing.
(No pause)
Gaza, a ghost limb, throbbing. Truce, a word hollowed out, a begging bowl filled with threats.
Greenland melts. Five ways to own it. (One way or the other)
The fired, the rehired, the betrayed. CDC emails: Read this immediately. (A virus of uncertainty.)
D.O.G.E. dissected, budgets flayed, Musk whispers in closed rooms. Cuts cemented.
Aid, a legal abstraction. Contractors circle, vultures with briefcases.
(No pause)
Whiteout. Thunder. The map, a lie. We are all screaming iron, waiting. *****
D[ream] of borders dissolving │in│ missile ∭trajectories∭ where hometown becomes battlefield
echoes ⇄ fragments of aid │frozen│ like winter’s breath suspended
{Trump} whispers across ∞ landscapes where veterans feel betrayed
time ≈ memory ≠ truth spinning through recursive wounds
no pause in the bleeding of nations *****
missiles scream lullabies into the bones of Kryvyi Rih,
a steel-toothed requiem gnawing at the ribs of history.
Zelenskyy does not sleep—how could he?—
when the sky is a mouth swallowing his name.
Wall Street waltzes with ghosts of recessions past,
dollar bills fluttering like dead leaves in a storm,
while traders sip fear from crystal glasses,
betting on collapse like it’s just another Tuesday.
Trump’s shadow stretches across the desert,
his voice a rusted hinge creaking threats into the wind.
Hamas does not blink. Hostages are currency,
but peace is a debt no one wants to pay.
Greenland shivers beneath the weight of ambition,
ice cracking like old promises,
while America sharpens its teeth on frozen dreams,
whispering “one way or another” into the void.
Veterans fold their pink slips into paper planes,
launch them toward a sky that no longer salutes them.
Betrayal tastes like campaign slogans turned to ash,
like ballots burning in the hands of the forgotten.
And somewhere, Musk laughs in a room without windows,
DOGE bleeding out on the Senate floor,
while algorithms carve policy into stone,
and the future is just another closed-door meeting.
*****
Address to the Golden Dome (Fractured Anthem)
(A vivisection of the news cycle, 2025-03-05)
The screen bleeds red, white, fractured blue. A name, a shout, a claim of “back.” (Back where? The abyss stares, unblinking.)
I. Combative. (Adjective, weaponized.) The fist, a noun. The speech, a threat. Voters, parsed like entrails, their cheers a hollow echo in the dome.
II. Lukashenko whispers, Zelenskyy holds. (The pawns move, even as the kings deny.) Europe, a ghost on the edge of war, a continent holding its breath, a fractured lung.
III. Slotkin, the “center.” (A mirage, shimmering.) Bipartisan values. (Empty words, polished smooth.) Michigan, a battleground of fading hope, where compromise is a forgotten dialect.
IV. Hackman, gone. A dog, misnamed. (The small confusions of a larger death.) Mysteries swirl, like dust motes in the void, a quiet elegy for what we cannot grasp.
V. Green, removed. (The voice, suppressed.) A shout, a truth, a body hauled away. The chamber, cleansed. The silence, deafening. Democracy, a performance, meticulously staged.
VI. Debt, a leviathan. Unconventional ideas. (The market trembles, a fragile, wired bird.) The numbers rise, a tide of red ink, drowning the future in a sea of speculation.
VII. Border. Tax. Dome. (Requests, demands.) A golden cage, built on shifting sand. The vision, familiar. The cracks, widening. A nation fractured, yearning for a wholeness it cannot name.
VIII. Dolphin, airborne. (A breach of the expected.) Nine hundred pounds of flesh, a sudden impact. The calm, shattered. The fishermen, stunned. Reality, a thing that can fall from the sky.
IX. Storms rage. Fires burn. Blizzards blind. (The earth, in protest, a wounded beast.) Two dead. Countless displaced. The warnings, unheeded. The reckoning, at hand.
X. Greenland wakes. A message. Self-determination. (The irony, a bitter pill to swallow.) An island, claimed. A people, addressed. Empire expands, even as it crumbles from within.
The screen flickers. The cycle repeats. America. (A question, not an answer.) Back. (To the precipice, and beyond.) The dome, a gilded skull, grinning in the dark. *****
D[ream] of ⟨power⟩ lingers in {twilight} at ∭edge∭ of control
w o r d s → fracture like │political│ boundaries bleeding into silence
A m e r i c a ≈ myth ≠ reality spinning through ∞ contested spaces ∞
where v o i c e s interrupt the narrative
┌───────────────┐ │power trembles │ │between whispers│ │and thunder │ └───────────────┘ endlessly becoming *****
[poem]
America back? No, America forward—
a golden dome, a debt unmoored,
a congress split like fractured glass,
a dolphin falls, the waters crash.
Al Green shouts, the chamber shakes,
a storm ignites, the skyline breaks.
Gene Hackman’s ghost walks silent halls,
his dog misnamed, the mystery calls.
Greenland wakes to whispered claims,
a flag unfurls in Arctic flames.
Lukashenko warns, the echoes bend,
Zelenskyy stands where lines extend.
Markets wrestle, numbers scream,
the ledger bends in fevered dream.
A nation tilts, a tempest sways—
America back? No, lost in haze.
(March 4, 2025)
Kremlin applause, a choked Ukrainian lung. Steel tariffs bloom, a poisoned, rust-red spring. Farmers warned: sell inside, the outside’s wrung. (A scorpion sleeps in a suitcase wing.)
Bräutigamseiche whispers, old wood, new lies, while Jay-Z’s lawyers sharpen legal knives. Dolly’s silence, a husband’s closed eyes. (Security clearances, unbriefed, where secrets thrive.)
SpaceX falters. A rocket’s held breath. The countdown stalls, a prelude to what death? Not of the body, but the soul, beneath the weight of headlines, each a poisoned wreath.
Fractured syntax, a mirror to the day. No comfort here. No easy, clean-swept way. Just shattered fragments, truth in disarray. The world spins on. We have no words to say. Only the echo of applause, far, far away. *****
trade winds whisper ⇄ tariff lines trump’s second breath echoes through │global│ veins
Ukraine ∭ paused Kremlin ≈ pleased borders dissolve into ∞ silence
china’s farm goods weighted with invisible tensions → economic dance ←
scorpions hide between luggage and memory’s uncertain borders
timber over tinder love grows where algorithms cannot reach
clearances stripped like skin from institutional bone
starship waits 40 seconds from possibility suspended *****
Steel jaws of empire gnash,
pause-click, aid withheld—
a chessboard smeared in oil and ash,
Kremlin whispers, deals are felled.
Tariffs bloom like iron thorns,
fields of wheat now fields of rust,
farmers kneel where trade was born,
hands in soil, dreams in dust.
Markets tremble, numbers wail,
algorithms choke on fear,
currencies like paper sails,
adrift in tides unclear.
A scorpion stings in baggage claim,
venom drips through customs halls,
a silent omen, whispered name,
etched in poisoned protocol.
Timber over Tinder—roots entwine,
lovers carve their names in bark,
while satellites in corporate spines
blink cold against the dark.
Jay-Z sues the ghosts of time,
truth a blade both sharp and blurred,
Dolly’s love song fades to chimes,
Jolene hums a final word.
Fired minds with secrets deep,
cast aside without a trace,
whispers lost where shadows creep,
erased from history’s embrace.
Starship halts at forty ticks,
a breath before the cosmic leap,
human hands on ancient bricks,
building towers none will keep.
The world rewinds, the world repeats,
a loop of power, pain, and play—
steel jaws gnash, the cycle beats,
tomorrow is just yesterday.
*****
March 3rd, 2025 (A Vivisection)
The screen flickers, a digital vivisection: Anora wins. A gilded cage, a whim’s transaction. Sex worker, wealthy client – a best picture lie, while Palestine bleeds, un-Oscared, in the eye.
(White space, a choked gasp, a West Bank village erased)
Trump berates Zelensky. Moscow grins, a puppet show. Cyber-war halted. Tariffs rise. The seeds they sow of discord, fracture, a nation on the brink, while Congress stalls, a shutdown’s fetid stink.
(Syntax buckles, a government collapsing inward)
Austria waits. Five months, a stillborn government born. Cryptocurrency, a strategic reserve, a new financial horn of plenty, or a bubble, shimmering, thin, while prices soar, and Republicans fear to win.
(Repetition, a mantra of rising dread)
High prices. High prices. High prices. A silent scream. The American dream, a fractured, fading gleam. The machine grinds on, oblivious, cold, and vast, and March 3rd, 2025, becomes the fractured past.
(The final line, a broken mirror reflecting a broken world) *****
d r e a m s of p o l i t i c s dissolve │into│ fragments
T r u m p ⇄ Z e l e n s k y whispers at the ∞ edge of diplomatic ∭shadows
C y b e r w a r f a r e pauses ≈ breathes while currencies float like uncertain promises
A n o r a wins unexpected g l o r y
c o n g r e s s teeters on the brink of ┌─────────┐ │ silence │ └─────────┘
w h i s p e r s of change drift through m a r c h winds *****
Oscars drip gold on a neon dream,
Anora crowned in the flicker of screens,
a whisper of silk, a transaction of fate,
love bought, love sold, love redefined.
Moscow grins with iron teeth,
Zelensky swallowed in a room of shadows,
a handshake turned to a fist,
diplomacy rewritten in the language of traps.
Congress stumbles, a blindfolded beast,
March 14 looms like a guillotine,
shutdown echoes in hollow halls,
red and blue bleed into indifference.
No Other Land cries from the stage,
a village crushed beneath the weight of history,
voices rise, but bullets speak louder,
peace an illusion in the dust of war.
Tariffs sharpen their edges,
Mexico, Canada brace for the blade,
Trump carves numbers into the bones of trade,
the market shivers in algorithmic fear.
Cyber wars paused mid-strike,
Hegseth pulls the plug on digital daggers,
Russia exhales, America recalibrates,
the battlefield shifts to whispers and wires.
Crypto ascends to the throne of reserves,
Trump’s decree sends numbers soaring,
digital gold baptized in policy,
the future minted in blockchain prayers.
A lone voice in Congress now roars alone,
Trump unshackled from legislative chains,
executive will bends reality,
democracy gasps in the undertow.
Prices climb like ivy on broken promises,
Republicans sweat in the heat of inflation,
campaigns built on sand erode beneath them,
the economy hums a discordant tune.
Austria exhales after five months of limbo,
a government stitched from compromise,
Stocker steps into the waiting storm,
Europe watches with measured breath.
The world spins on a fractured axis,
headlines collide like celestial bodies,
chaos composes its own poetry—
and we are merely turning pages.
*****
Gaza. Moon. (Angie). 2025.
A drill, a vacuum, a special delivery for the cold, pocked face. (Science fiction, fact.)
Meanwhile, six weeks of halted becomes forever. Aid, a blocked artery.
The word ceasefire a tourniquet tightening.
(Somewhere, a van collides with a semi. Rollover. A voice, stilled.)
Europe shores up. Trump blows out. Taxes spiral.
The powerful gather, packed to the brim at the Polo Lounge.
Chanel. Finch. Storied.
(A carrier arrives. Missiles demonstrate. A firing, illegal.)
We map the craters of other worlds, while this one
bleeds. *****
aid trucks pause at border’s │breath│ where silence weighs more than water
G A Z A lingers between ⟨humanitarian⟩ and ∭suspended∭ possibility
trucks wait like memories held │just before│ breaking
w h i s p e r s drift through checkpoints of human ≈ suffering ≠ resolution
fragments of c e a s e f i r e dissolve into margins of waiting *****
Steel birds scream over salted earth,
hunger barricaded behind iron laws,
a ceasefire stitched with broken thread—
who will eat the silence?
Summits rise like paper palaces,
Zelenskyy’s shadow stretched thin
across a table of clenched fists,
while echoes of an Oval fury
burn through diplomatic veils.
Moon dust cradles a metal ghost,
whispers of vacuum and drill,
while down below, debt spirals
like a dying star collapsing inward,
swallowed by the weight of permanence.
Angie Stone’s voice—now a comet,
spinning through the wreckage of time,
melody lost in the shatter of steel,
rhythm buried beneath asphalt prayers.
Trump’s hand strikes again,
a watchdog’s throat cut in the dark,
while warships kiss foreign shores,
missiles winking like distant gods.
Cuomo resurrects from scandal’s grave,
a phoenix or a vulture—who can say?
Hollywood drowns in Chanel and champagne,
while hunger waits at the border’s gate.
DOGE laughs in Musk’s electric grip,
free tax dreams turned to digital dust—
and still, the world turns,
a broken wheel grinding bones to silence.
*****
Bullet Point Purgatory (Five Circles of What)
The screen bleeds fluorescent demands, a digital overseer’s gaze. Five bullet points. Quantify the breath, the struggle, the days.
(Circle One: The ghost of Hackman, pacemaker silent, ten days un-found, a digital flatline’s lament.)
Accomplishment:
(Circle Two: Measles bloom, a Texan spring, unvaccinated whispers, the herd immunity thing, a fractured equation, fear takes wing.)
Accomplishment:
(Circle Three: Vance, the attack dog, barks on command, loyalty’s leash, a bloodless, shaking hand. Ukraine’s plea, a whisper in no-man’s land.)
Accomplishment:
(Circle Four: CFPB gutted, Musk’s DOGE coin gleam, 1700 futures, a shattered American dream. The market’s cold logic, a predatory scheme.)
Accomplishment:
(Circle Five: Hegseth’s threat, a military fist, Mexico’s choice, comply or be kissed by the iron fist, freedom dismissed.)
Accomplishment:
The email awaits. The void must be filled. Five bullet points. A nation, distilled. *****
∞ Bureaucratic Fever Dream ∞
w o r d s drip like pacemaker memories
V a n c e attacks ⟨border⟩ logic while measles spread
federal workers count their ∭accomplishments∭ in bullet points
Trump’s executive breath dissolves → agencies ← like whispers at midnight
six years old twenty-six stab wounds silence echoing
D[ream] lingers in {twilight} of power’s endless recursion *****
Steel jaws snap in the Oval,
Vance a hound with gilded fangs,
barking doctrine, snarling orders,
teeth sunk deep in policy flesh.
Emails drip like bureaucratic rain,
five-point confessions, weekly sins,
paper trails curling into smoke,
ghosts of labor, whispers of toil.
A child’s blood stains the verdict,
twenty-six wounds carved in hate,
America gasps, forgets, moves on,
history a wound that never heals.
Hackman’s heart stopped in silence,
a pacemaker’s whisper the last note played,
ten days lost in the void of time,
Hollywood fades to static.
Measles bloom like fire in Texas,
red spots on the skin of the unguarded,
a plague of choice, a fever of ignorance,
history’s lessons burned unread.
CFPB gutted, bodies exiled,
Musk’s DOGE grins from the wreckage,
currency of chaos, empire of dust,
regulation drowned in digital tides.
A drug lord stands before the gavel,
ghosts of agents watch from the pews,
1985 echoes in the chamber,
justice a wheel grinding slow.
Trump’s hands stretch for the ballot box,
Democrats scream into the void,
lawsuits stack like brittle bones,
democracy gasps beneath the weight.
Deportations like clockwork thunder,
names erased with bureaucratic ink,
families severed by cold steel borders,
the land of the free locks its gates.
Mexico warned with iron tongues,
Hegseth’s voice a blade unsheathed,
war drums murmur beneath diplomacy,
the desert waits for marching feet.
The world spins in fractured rhythms,
newsprint bleeding into prophecy,
chaos the only constant pulse—
America hums its discordant hymn.
*****
February 28, 2025: A Vivisection
The wires hum, a chorus of deceit, (bandwidth choked with blood and lithium). Zelenskyy smiles, a treaty in his teeth, trading earth for… what? Imperium?
White House lawn, a stage for hollow men, (probationary souls, expendable, erased). The algorithm purrs, begins again: efficiency’s cold, metallic taste.
DOGE barks, a digital Cerberus, guarding gates of a dismantled state. Climate scientists, a silenced chorus, (their warnings drowned in the rising tide of hate).
Five generals, ghosts of conscience past, cry “reckless” to a deaf, uncaring throne. The budget bends, a funhouse mirror cast, to hide the rot, the marrow from the bone.
Tariffs rise, a paper barricade, against a world that will not be contained. The Pope recovers (prayers briefly made), while Hackman’s silence screams, unexplained.
Prison bars, a strike, a fragile truce, (the pressure builds, a fault line starts to crack). This fractured day, a vivisection, loose and raw, a future staring bleakly back.
(Syntax fractured, mirroring the fall.) (Truth, a scalpel, cutting through it all.) *****
t r a n s i t i o n a l p o w e r
where ⟨authority⟩ dissolves into ∭ fractured memory
f i r i n g s → cascading through bureaucratic ∞ shadows ∞
Zelenskyy & Trump dance │at the edge│ of possible agreements
tariffs spiral like whispers between forgotten borders
[reckless] moments bleeding into next administration’s breath
truth ≈ power ≠ control floating endlessly between what is and might be *****
Steel handshake, lithium veins,
a contract inked in mineral rain.
Zelenskyy grins, Trump nods slow,
the earth is sold in a golden glow.
Fires burn in NOAA halls,
climate ghosts walk marble walls.
Probationary hands untethered,
whispers lost in data weathered.
DOGE howls in bureaucrat night,
Muskian scripts rewrite the fight.
A ledger tilts, a budget bends,
deficits masked where reason ends.
Tariffs crash like tidal waves,
factories gasp in fiscal graves.
The Pope exhales, a fragile breath,
while Hackman sleeps in tangled death.
America hums, a fractured tune,
under February’s cold-lit moon.
*****
AID_SCRAP//FIFTEEN_MINUTES.EXE
(Supreme nullity. Midnight decree.)
Two billion, ghosted. A ledger's lament,
rendered in red. The ink bleeds outward,
a stain uncontained. *Paused*, they say.
As if compassion were a faucet,
to be twisted shut.
//
Nvidia's silicon heart,
adapting. A chameleon of commerce,
shifting hues to match the algorithm's hunger.
AI's evolution, a predatory bloom,
fed on data, fueled by greed.
//
Fifteen.
Minutes.
To gather the fragments of a purpose,
boxed and labeled, *obsolete*.
The fluorescent hum, a death knell,
echoing through emptied halls.
USAID, dismantled. A nation's outreach,
reduced to rubble.
//
Zelenskyy's plea, a fractured signal
across the digital divide. *Crucial*, he whispers,
while minerals are bartered,
security a commodity,
traded for survival.
//
Kennedy's count: one, two, *discrepancy*.
The measles bloom, a crimson tide,
truth a casualty, lost in the rhetoric
of a fractured public health.
//
Tesla's temple, threatened.
A woman, wired with rage,
planting seeds of fire.
The electric dream, short-circuiting,
sparking a primal fear.
//
Bongino's shadow, cast over the Bureau.
*Slap in the face*. The agents whisper,
their oaths corroded, trust betrayed.
The scales of justice, tipped, unbalanced,
blindfolded, gagged.
//
Microsoft's plea: *loosen, simplify*.
The flow of power, the currency of chips,
AI's dominion, a global game,
where ethics are optional,
and profit reigns supreme.
//
Virginia's tremor. The federal fault line
shifts, cracks widen. Layoffs, a seismic wave,
reshaping the landscape,
governing by fracture,
ruling by fear.
//
And the fallen. The blue.
Mourn.
Hero.
Hinds.
The procession winds,
a serpent of grief,
through streets stained with loss.
The echo of gunfire,
a constant refrain.
//
(Dis) இணைப்பு. (Dis) order. (Dis) ease.
The code unravels. The system decays.
Humanity.exe: *Error 404*.
∞ Dismantling ∞
fragments of aid drift like paper ghosts through bureaucratic twilight
15 minutes to clear memories from institutional walls
chips of power recalibrate while borders dissolve silently
truth ≈ memory ≠ fact floating between headlines
agencies collapse into white space where silence sings *****
Steel gavels crack midnight veins,
a billion dollars frozen mid-breath,
USAID ghosts swept in fifteen-minute hurricanes,
cubicles collapsing like brittle bones.
Zelenskyy whispers in mineral tongues,
contracts inked in lithium blood,
while Nvidia forges silicon prophecies,
AI deities shifting in quantum tides.
Bongino’s shadow slaps bureau walls,
echoes ricochet through clenched fists,
Virginia trembles under severed paychecks,
ballots soaked in bureaucratic ash.
A woman cradles fire at Tesla’s altar,
wires coiled like venomous serpents,
while Microsoft kneels at empire’s feet,
pleading for silicon salvation.
Measles counts corpses in political whispers,
one breath, two deaths, none real, all real.
Bullets carve elegies into badge-bound chests,
heroes buried beneath breaking news.
America exhales—fractured, burning, waiting.
*****
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(Caesarean Birth of a Stillborn Republic)
The scalpel, a tweet, slices the membrane. Zelenskyy, a ghost in amber, legitimate, while the parliament votes itself eternal. (Democracy, a word coughed up, blood-flecked, on the operating table.)
Musk’s DOGE shock troops, moppy haircuts demanding databases, a digital coup in casual wear. Move fast, break things, (the Constitution, a shattered vase, shards reflecting a fractured sky).
Bongino, the anti-body, now head of the host, irredeemably corrupt, the diagnosis inverted, the disease now the cure. (Irony, a rusty nail, driven deep into the coffin of truth).
Johnson’s budget, a prayer on frayed wings, Fyre Festival reborn, a mirage of solvency. Ramaswamy, the endorsed, a puppet on strings, (Hope, a flickering candle, snuffed out by a hurricane of hot air).
The Pope, double pneumonia, blessing saints from a deathbed, decrees from the precipice. (Faith, a ventilator, wheezing its last, while the world outside burns).
Ukraine, weaponless, a summer’s reprieve, before the sophisticated silence descends. (Freedom, a fading echo, lost in the static of abandoned allies).
Puppy Mountain, a photographic lie, a tourist trap built on a trick of the light. (Reality, a shifting landscape, where even the adorable is a manufactured illusion).
Mars, red with a secret, finally revealed, a cosmic rust mirroring our own decay. (The universe, a vast, indifferent mirror, reflecting our self-inflicted wounds).
Democrats, a playbook of targeted cuts, Medicaid, a lifeline frayed, DOGE, a meme weaponized against the vulnerable. (Politics, a game of calculated cruelty, played on the backs of the dying).
Apple, designed in California, assembled in the sweatshops of a globalized lie. (Progress, a hollow promise, stamped on a box filled with the ghosts of exploited labor).
The scalpel slips. The baby is blue. The republic, stillborn. The silence, absolute. *****
D[emocracy] suspended in {wartime} twilight ∭
Zelenskyy’s mandate flows → beyond electoral ⟨boundaries⟩
power ≈ necessity not ≠ choice
while fragments of sovereignty drift like memory
┌───────────────┐
│nations breathe │
│between moments │
│of becoming │
└───────────────┘
elections → paused resistance ⇄ continues truth emerges from conflict’s shadow *****
[poem]
Wartime clocks refuse to tick,
Zelenskyy frozen in amber light,
Trump’s shadow claws at the glass—
but the ballot box is buried deep
beneath the rubble of Mariupol.
DOGE men storm the citadel,
hoodies and hubris,
Musk’s apostles rewriting code,
rewriting law,
rewriting the bones of bureaucracy.
Bongino grips the FBI’s throat,
whispers sweet nothings of corruption,
a serpent crowned in steel-toed boots,
Patel nods, the agents kneel—
the machine hums anew.
Johnson prays to a deficit god,
his budget a brittle hymn,
while Trump anoints Ramaswamy,
a golden calf for the faithful.
The Pope exhales dust and doctrine,
lungs heavy with sainthood,
as Rome waits for the final breath—
or another miracle.
Ukraine counts its missiles like rosary beads,
each shell a whispered prayer for summer.
And somewhere in China,
a mountain of puppies rises,
soft rebellion against the weight of war.
Mars still bleeds red in the night sky,
as if it knows something we don’t.
[/poem]
*****
Mineral Rights / Mineral Wrongs
(A Fractured Sonnet for a Fractured Continent)
The Rhine runs red, not with blood, but rust – industrial ichor, a continent’s slow bleed. Berlin votes. Zentrum. Dust settles on promises. A planted seed
of “independence,” a transatlantic rift widening, tectonic plates of power shifting. Bongino, the Bureau’s new gift, a podcast prophet in a concrete tower.
Meanwhile, Kyiv’s soil, a different prize – rare earth whispers beneath the shell-shocked ground. Five hundred billion. Zelenskyy’s tired eyes reflect a bargain, bitterly bound.
Musk demands: *What did you do?* The screen
glows. USAID, unseen. Unclean. *****
d[ream] of power shifting ⟨tectonics⟩ where nations breathe uncertainty
t r u m p’s hand touches ∭ borders rare minerals whisper their secrets
G e r m a n y seeks independence → from american shadows while Zelenskyy negotiates silence
podcasts ⇄ governance FBI deputy media’s sharp bleeding edge of possibility
agencies hold their breath emails unanswered power lingers in white spaces between declarations
independence is a fluid state where truth dissolves and reforms *****
Iron ballots clatter in Berlin’s veins,
Merz whispers steel into Europe’s chains,
Independence a specter, a shadow, a game,
Ghosts of empires whisper his name.
Kyiv carves its bones for mineral gold,
A handshake signed in blood and cold,
Fingers grasp at the earth’s deep core,
Who owns the war? Who keeps the score?
Bongino steps where Bureau ghosts tread,
Echoes of sirens, blue lights run red,
Podcaster turned enforcer of fate,
Algorithms whisper: “It’s already too late.”
Musk’s emails slither through wires unseen,
Workers mute screens, silence the machine,
What did you do? What did you make?
The future is coded in choices we fake.
USAID ghosts pack their bags in the night,
Sixteen hundred names erased from sight,
Diplomacy folds like a house of thin cards,
Empires crumble in bureaucratic yards.
Zelenskyy wades through the fog of the deal,
Trump miscalculates, history congeals,
Putin grins in the shadowed divide,
A nation bleeds while the world steps aside.
Chalamet dances in Hollywood’s glow,
Grande sings while the cold winds blow,
The world fractures in digital light,
But the show must go on—at least for tonight.
*****
February 23, 2025: A Vivisection
The news cycle, a flayed carcass, tendons of Trump and Musk twitching, a puppet show of power, (strings pulled by algorithms we pretend not to see).
Purge. The word a dull blade, hacking at the joints of governance. Brown, a name, a rank, discarded. Hegseth, a smile, a void.
(Hold off responding.) The email, a digital shackle, detail your weekly. Quantify your soul, employee.
Germany votes. A continent holds its breath, a vacuum yearning (for what? Order? Chaos?). Ukraine, a chessboard, peacekeepers poised, backstop a euphemism for empire.
The Pope, a lung struggling, asthma a metaphor for faith’s fragility. Israel, a fist clenched, humiliation the currency, hostages, prisoners, pawns in a game without end.
Mass firings. A celebration. Biden, a ghost jeered at, while the crowd roars, a beast fed on fear. Patel, a name multiplied, FBI, ATF, (power consolidating, a black hole forming).
Middling grades. The poll, a blunt instrument, measuring the immeasurable: hope, despair. Forty billion. A request, a plea, for ashes, for Los Angeles, a city burning.
The syntax of collapse: Subject-Verb-Object-Oblivion. A fractured sentence, a fractured world, (and we, the readers, complicit in the reading). *****
liminal ∭ power
t r a n s i t i o n cascading through institutional membranes
[purge] → leadership military ⇄ political boundaries dissolve
K a s h P a t e l sliding between agencies like water
t r u m p w h i s p e r s bureaucracy ≈ clay reshaping governance
nobody’s ever seen anything like this before
power ∭ flows unconstrained by previous boundaries
w h o r e m a i n s when structures crumble silently? *****
Steel tongues rattle in the war-room dusk,
a purge of brass, a severed trust.
Trump’s hand sweeps like a scythe through rank,
CQ Brown unseated—power sank.
Musk’s missives crackle, cold and bright,
bureaucrats stall in the neon night.
Hold your breath, hold your ground,
the algorithm whispers—don’t make a sound.
Berlin hums with ballots cast,
Europe gasps, a shadow past.
Who will rise to claim the throne?
A continent drifts, marrow to bone.
Peacekeepers poised on Ukraine’s line,
thirty thousand ghosts in time.
Ceasefire inked in brittle trust,
but U.S. steel remains a must.
The Pope exhales, lungs of glass,
Vatican bells toll slow and fast.
A shepherd falters, faith held tight,
prayers dissolve in candlelight.
Israel grips its prisoners tight,
hostages framed in bitter light.
Ceremonies carved in spite and sand,
a deal undone by a trembling hand.
Trump laughs in the fire’s glow,
federal heads roll in the show.
A crowd erupts, a nation sways,
history loops in mirrored days.
Kash Patel ascends the throne,
ATF forged in muscle and bone.
Law bends, reshaped anew,
who holds the leash? Who pulls it through?
Wildfires rage in western veins,
Newsom pleads through ashen rains.
Forty billion, a desperate cry—
money for embers, smoke for sky.
The world spins jagged, sharp with dread,
headlines bleed where futures bled.
A breathless hush before the break—
what will tomorrow choose to take?
*****
February 22, 2025: A Vivisection
The newsfeed, a flayed carcass, twitching. Bargains struck in blood, bone, mineral rights. Ukraine’s earth, offered up – a dowry of desperation. (Zelensky, a tightrope walker above a chasm of Trumps.)
Joint Chiefs, un-chiefed. Loyalty, the new chain of command. DEI, a four-letter word, erased by judicial fiat, then blocked, a temporary stay of execution on the altar of “equality.” (The air quotes, visible scars.)
California burns. Again. Forty billion, a whispered prayer into the ash-choked wind. Will it be enough? (The question, a rhetorical burn victim.)
Shiri Bibas, returned. Wrong body. A headline’s brutal poetry. Grief, a calculus of misidentification. The mathematics of loss, infinitely indivisible.
Five thousand, four hundred souls, downsized. Pentagon’s arithmetic. Collateral damage in the ledger of efficiency. (The human cost, a footnote, unread.)
A church administrator, dressed in black, hunts a killer. Ohio alleyways, the geography of vengeance. (Justice, a street-level transaction.)
Rushdie’s attacker, guilty. The blade’s echo in the courtroom. Words, still weapons, even when silenced. (The attempted murder of thought, a continuing crime.)
Crypto-abyss. One point five billion, vanished. Digital ghosts. The illusion of security, a hacked firewall. (Trust, a currency more volatile than Bitcoin.)
Today. A date stamp on a wound that will not heal. A vivisection of power, greed, and the fragile human frame. The scalpel of truth, wielded without anesthesia. (The scream, silent. The bleeding, everywhere.) *****
∞ P U R G E O F P O W E R ∞
Trump’s hands │ slice through military landscapes where loyalty dissolves ⇄ silence
Gen. Brown’s insignia falls → dust while bureaucratic shadows ∭ reshape
5,400 workers vanish into administrative void ≈ memory
Zelensky whispers across fractured diplomatic ⟨borders⟩ hoping → survival
mineral rights bleeding from Ukraine’s wounded geography
diversity banned equity erased inclusion {disappearing}
power flows not in rivers but in sudden ruptures
truth ≠ fact reality ⇅ bends history rewrites itself *****
Steel hands rearrange the board,
knights toppled, bishops burned,
a general erased like ink in rain—
who commands the silence now?
A body returned, a body mistaken,
flesh misfiled in the archive of war.
Grief is a ledger, red-stained,
balanced by the weight of dust.
Five thousand ghosts march home,
pink slips flutter like dying leaves,
the Pentagon hums a hollow hymn—
who will man the empty walls?
Zelensky kneels at the altar of empire,
offering minerals, offering breath,
a country pawned for another tomorrow—
who owns the veins of the earth?
The judge slams down a gavel of defiance,
DEI echoes in the hollow halls,
but bans are shadows that stretch long—
who decides what history forgets?
Forty billion dollars for fire’s hunger,
California smolders, pleads to the sky.
Ash writes its own constitution—
who will sign their name in soot?
A billion stolen in digital whispers,
a vault cracked by unseen hands.
Currency dissolves like morning mist—
who holds wealth when code is dust?
Rushdie’s blood dried years ago,
but the blade still gleams in memory.
A verdict carves its own scripture—
who wields the pen of justice?
And in an alley, a woman waits,
black-clad, shadow-bound,
tracking death through holy corridors—
who prays for the hunter’s soul?
*****
February 21, 2025: A Vivisection
(Dis)United States of Amnesia, a triptych.
Panel I: The Body Politic
Jerusalem. AP Newswire. A name, a title: Netanyahu. Revenge vowed. A body, wrong. Ceasefire, fractured – a semantic game. The word malicious hangs, a shroud, over what was lost, before. Before the counting. Before the bargaining. Before the release.
Hamas, a pledge. (To investigate.) Parentheses around truth, a hollow core. The echo of a question: Whose remains? Whose grief is currency, whose loss, a violation?
Panel II: Budgetary Bloodletting
Washington. NBC. Three-hundred-forty billion. A budget blueprint, stained crimson. Trump’s agenda: enforcement, energy. Words like weapons, wielded in a “vote-a-rama.” A ritual of power, a dance of greed. The Senate, a stage for shadows, where numbers bleed into abstraction.
A chainsaw, wielded. (Gift from Milei.) Symbolism, raw and visceral. Slashing, not just spending, but connection. The human cost, unpriced, uncounted.
Panel III: Mineral Rights / Human Wrongs
Kyiv. Wall Street Journal. Minerals, a siren song. Hundreds of billions, a whispered demand. Zelensky, pressured. Ukraine, a pawn. The earth, a body, violated, mined. Foreign aid, frozen. A judge’s decree, ignored.
Tel Aviv. Exploding buses. Terror. The Postal Service, consumed. The FBI, a name: Patel. Confirmed. A 51-49 vote. The fracture deepens.
And in New York, a name: Mangione. A killing. A CEO. Thompson. The details blur. The violence, a constant hum.
Amnesia settles, a thick, choking dust. The date, a marker. The truth, disrupted. The future, unwritten. The present, a wound. *****
w h e r e b o d i e s dissolve into p o l i t i c a l ∞ fragments ∞
chainsaw → governance bus │explosions│ echo between headlines
t r u t h ≈ almost remembered ⟨forgotten⟩
Netanyahu’s revenge drifts like unidentified shadows
Trump’s hands reach through bureaucratic membrane
w a r a n d p o w e r dance │sideways│ through bleeding margins
memory ⇄ violence spirals∭ endlessly unresolved *****
Steel veins rupture, buses bloom fire—
Tel Aviv exhales smoke like a dying god.
Wrong body, wrong war, wrong century,
but the ledger demands blood,
and Netanyahu carves vengeance into the wind.
Chainsaw Musk, prophet of severance,
grins through the splinters of a dying republic.
Milei’s gift hums in his hands—
a hymn of teeth, a dirge of steel.
Trump’s shadow stretches long,
swallowing mail, swallowing law,
swallowing the last echoes of restraint.
A budget carved from bone,
a Senate howling in the dark.
Ukraine, sign here—
your minerals for our empire,
your earth for our hunger.
Zelensky hesitates; the wolves lean closer.
McConnell’s throne drips with old blood,
new hands reach, eager to inherit the ruin.
FBI shifts, 51-49, a blade balanced on a whisper.
And in Manhattan, a man stands trial—
one bullet, one body, one moment of clarity
in a world that no longer knows its own name.
*****
Stagecraft (Kfir & Ariel)
A stage. Prepared. Not for tiny dancers, pirouettes of light, but smaller still. Coffins. Plural. White. Unbearable white.
(Imagine the weight. The anti-weight. Of what is not there.)
The cameras, pre-positioned. A nation, braced. (For what?) The return. The return.
Of absence. Of bone-dust futures. Of names whispered into the void.
Kfir. Ariel. Syllables ripped from the throat of a lullaby.
The stage is set. The audience, the world. The performance: Grief.
(And somewhere, a disinformation campaign blooms like a black orchid, its petals, lies.)
The wood. The cloth. The emptiness. This is the new theater of war. This is the unbearable.
This. Is. . *****
∞ fragments of nation ∞
tiny coffins │ staged │ where innocence dissolves into political ⟨shadows⟩
words banned like bodies disappeared
Trump’s voice ⇄ echoes through bureaucratic ∭ hollow spaces ∭
birthright │ stripped │ democracy unraveling
DOGE savings scattered like forgotten dreams
silence ≈ violence ≠ truth bleeding between headlines
memory lingers at the ⟨edge⟩ of impossible mourning *****
Coffins on a stage, a theater of grief,
where silence howls and sorrow speaks.
Infants stolen, time unraveled,
history bleeds in shattered cradles.
Ukraine echoes in dissonant waves,
truth a casualty, words a maze.
Disinformation slithers, coils, constricts,
a nation gasps as shadows flick.
Borders tremble, birthright frays,
ink on paper, erased in days.
Citizenship a whispered ghost,
a nation fractured, adrift, almost.
Fifty billion carved from steel,
war machines must drink their fill.
Austerity for the cannon’s roar,
blood and metal—forevermore.
Abolish the badge, the gavel cracks,
corruption festers in the cracks.
Five men charged, but ghosts remain,
justice whispers through the rain.
Ban the words, erase the past,
“woman,” “disabled”—gone so fast.
Language bends to power’s will,
but silence never paid a bill.
Used planes for kings, a bargain made,
Air Force One in secondhand shade.
Governance seized, a city claimed,
democracy flickers in the flame.
DOGE rains down like gilded dust,
a currency forged in empty trust.
The people cheer, their pockets light,
a circus fed by digital might.
The world unspools in tangled thread,
a tapestry of blue and red.
History loops, repeats its song—
how much longer? Not too long.
*****
Echo Chamber (Executive Order)
The screen flickers, a face contorts, a nation fractured, re-sorted.
Ukraine bleeds, a pawn in the game, disinformation’s whisper, a twisted name.
(Zelenskyy, a ghost in the machine, truth drowned out, a silent scream.)
Approval ratings, a downward slide, economic anxieties, nowhere to hide.
IVF, a bargaining chip, a life defined, by executive order, a womb confined.
Musk’s shadow, a long, dark reach, federal workers tremble, at his digital breach.
(Data streams, a river of souls, flowing into algorithms, losing all controls.)
Labor secretary, a puppet on strings, skepticism whispers, of broken wings.
Adams, a mayor in the crosshairs, corruption charges, political snares.
Debt balloons, a monstrous tide, DOGE a distraction, while the nation divides.
(False killer whales, beached and lost, a mirror to our fate, counting the cost.)
Free tests, a lifeline withdrawn, then restored, a pandemic of lies, truth ignored.
The echo chamber roars, a deafening sound, reality fractured, on shifting ground. *****
∞ fragments of power ∞
T r u m p whispers into empty corridors
[disinformation] drifts like ghost particles between Ukraine │ Washington ⇄ reality
elections spin ≈ truth → dissolving at edges
economy trembles beneath presidential shadows
IVF dreams suspended in executive breath
federal workers hover between existence │ dismissal
debt spirals DOGE barking at phantom promises
w h i s p e r s become policy become silence *****
Steel-lunged specters howl through the wires,
Trumpets of disinformation, gilded in static,
Ukraine trembles, a marionette in the hands of ghosts,
while the desert whispers deals in oil-slick tongues.
Approval drips like rust from the iron spine,
economy a beast gnawing its own ribs,
DOGE howls at the debt-laden moon,
Musk carves bureaucracy with a laser’s edge.
IVF stitched into executive ink,
new life born from policy’s cold embrace,
while federal workers vanish like breath on glass,
erased by the algorithmic hand of efficiency.
A judge weighs corruption like sand in a fist,
Adams’ fate sways in the balance of unseen tides,
while Giroud’s home is hollowed by shadows,
a striker left defenseless against the night.
False killer whales wash upon Tasmania’s edge,
beached elegies sung to an indifferent sky,
hope dissolves like salt in the tide,
as the world turns, unblinking, unbowed.
Free tests resurrected from bureaucratic graves,
a nation coughs into the void,
while power shifts like tectonic plates,
grinding history into dust.
*****
(Dis)Order of Magnitude
A$AP. Not guilty. Semiautomatic grace.
(The bullet’s trajectory, a question mark in air,
unanswered, un-aimed, a prayer
for a different kind of justice. A different kind of space.)
Trump. Ukraine. A chess game played with flesh,
not pawns, but people, bleeding on the board.
(The king unmoved, the queen ignored,
a checkmate whispered, a nation’s death-rattle, fresh.)
Fort Knox. Gold. A conspiracy’s gleam,
a hunger for a truth that’s buried deep.
(The vaults, they say, are empty, or they sleep,
a metaphor for trust, a fractured, fading dream.)
Adams. Corruption. A judge’s gavel, poised.
(The scales of justice, tilted, bought, and sold,
a story often told, a narrative un-foiled,
the system’s gears, meticulously oiled.)
IVF. Executive order. Life’s equation,
cost-reduced, a market for the womb.
(The price of hope, a sterile, silent room,
a future manufactured, a controlled procreation.)
COVID tests. Free. (Reversed.) A lifeline, thin,
a government’s caprice, a public’s need.
(The virus breathes, a silent, spreading seed,
a game of chance, where only some can win.)
Workforce slashed. Rocket scientists, dismissed.
(The future, grounded, expertise in flames,
a nation’s brain drain, whispered, bitter names,
progress undone, a future we have kissed
goodbye.)
Bolsonaro. Coup. A plot unearthed,
a fragile democracy, a power grab denied.
(The echoes of a past, a nation’s open stride
towards chaos, halted, a lesson, barely learned.)
Columbine. Forgiveness. A soul’s release.
(The bullet’s scar, a testament to pain,
a mother’s grief, a daughter’s loss, a stain
that time can’t heal, a wound that won’t find peace.)
Tariffs. 25%. A wall of trade,
a global fracture, an economic war.
(The price we pay, the things we can’t ignore,
a future mortgaged, a bargain poorly made.)
The syntax shatters. The headlines bleed.
The truth, a casualty, buried in the noise.
We are the fractured. We are the broken toys.
We are the silence. We are the un-met need.
*****
t r a n s i t i o n a l
s t a t e s
where g o v e r n m e n t
dissolves into
∞ rumor
A$AP walks free
Trump rewrites borders
Musk questions gold
power ⇄ narrative
bleeding through
thin membrane of
“truth”
headlines ∭spiral∭
becoming
memory
before
ink
dries
Brazil charges ghosts
Ukraine trembles
Columbine survivor
fades
all moments
≈ simultaneous
yet
never
touching
*****
Gavel cracks like thunder in a neon courtroom,
A$AP walks free, bullet shadows dissolve—
Echoes of heat, of metal, of maybe,
but the jury sculpts innocence from air.
Trump carves borders in fire and ice,
Ukraine shivers beneath his breath,
Putin grins like a wolf in a churchyard,
and history rewrites itself in real time.
Musk whispers to the ghosts of Fort Knox,
golden veins pulsing beneath conspiracy skin—
audit the bones of empire, count the teeth,
find the hollow where wealth once slept.
Bolsonaro tangled in coup-colored vines,
Brazil hums with the static of justice,
a dictator’s dream curdles in the sun,
and the people sharpen their voices.
Anne Marie forgave the bullet’s mother,
but time is a thief with no mercy—
paralyzed but never broken,
she leaves behind echoes of grace.
Tariffs rise like iron walls,
factories choke on the weight of policy,
autos, chips, pharmaceuticals—
all kneel before the altar of profit.
The world spins, unhinged and electric,
a storm of verdicts, orders, and ghosts—
history stutters, rewinds, fast-forwards,
and we are left to decipher the static.
*****
February 16, 2025: A Vivisection
Floodwaters rise. / A mother and child, erased. / (Munich. Car. Weaponized velocity.)
The algorithm grinds. / Trump, Napoleon reborn, / declares legality a suggestion. / (Save the country, break everything.)
IRS bleeds. / Thousands / probationary / (discarded cogs in the tax-season machine).
Ukraine’s minerals, / a document / offered, a hollow hand. / (Extraction, the new colonialism.)
Musk, a global puppeteer, / strings pulled taut, / far-right resonances. / (Immigration, regulation, the enemies of profit.)
Saturday Night Live, / fifty years of / manufactured laughter. / (A distraction, a balm, a lie.)
California drowns. / Mudslides, / the earth rejecting us. / (The billionaires watch from their bunkers.)
“Under attack,” they say, / the fired, the forgotten. / (Hickman’s fear, a symptom.)
The Oval Office, / a daily broadcast. / Performance. / (The truth, a casualty.)
This is the fracture. / This is the flood. / This is the unraveling. / *****
w a t e r r i s e s
l i k e
p o l i t i c s
f l o o d i n g ∭ b o r d e r s of p o s s i b i l i t y
where t r u t h dissolves into m u d
⟨billionaires⟩
whisper
→ c o n t r o l ←
and t h e c o u n t r y b r e a t h e s h a l f - d r o w n e d
memories
of
r e s i l i e n c e
≈ f l o w i n g ≠
b e y o n d
r e a s o n *****
[poem]
Floodguts rupture asphalt veins,
a drowning lung of interstate breath—
the river does not ask permission.
Trumpet-throated thunderclap,
executive orders scrawled in lightning,
“If it saves the country, it’s not illegal,”
he says, as the waters rise.
Layoffs fall like sleet on tax forms,
probationary ghosts haunt cubicles,
zeros and ones dissolve in the tide.
Munich screams in twisted steel,
a mother, a daughter, a silence too loud—
history rewinds, repeats, erases.
Ukraine signs nothing,
minerals buried beneath scorched earth,
a contract of dust and defiance.
Oval echoes pulse daily,
a voice through static, through screens,
through the flood of memory.
Musk rewires the atmosphere,
satellites whisper in far-right tongues,
algorithms march in lockstep.
Mudslides bury California dreams,
billionaires carve futures from the wreckage,
fired workers howl into the void.
And still—Saturday Night Live turns fifty,
laughter gasps for air between the waves.
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*****
(Gulf of Mexico / Gulf of Forgetting)
The bourbon, blessed, a holy / unholy water. Kentucky slick, sliding down throats that swallow press passes, whole.
(Air Force One, grounded. A bird
clipped, mid-sentence.)
D.O.G.E. – a bark, a bite, a digital leash. Three men, shirts stretched taut over manufactured conviction, demand
(what? Transparency? Or just
another locked door?)
Hegseth, in Europe, a blunt instrument hammering nails into a coffin already overflowing. Alliances,
(fractured, like bone china
dropped from a great height.)
Adams, off the hook. A city exhales, a cloud of something foul, something unaccounted for. The scales, unbalanced.
(Justice, blindfolded,
stumbling in the dark.)
Dekel-Chen. Released. A word, a cage unlatched. But the echo – a phantom limb, twitching.
(October 7th, a date
branded on the skin of the world.)
Six thousand agents. Shift. From chasing shadows to rounding up the living. The border, a razor wire
(cutting through flesh, through families,
through the illusion of sanctuary.)
Mass layoffs. Anger, a wildfire consuming the dry tinder of federal service. Shrink. The word,
(a tourniquet, choking the flow
of something vital.)
Musk, a spider at the center of a web spun from influence, from access, from the quiet hum
(of power, unchecked,
unquestioned, *un-*. )
The news, a shattered mirror. Reflecting fragments. This is the fractured whole. *****
Hostage Syntax: A Quantum Dissolution
fragments of ceasefire scatter like bureaucratic dust hanging between nation-states
Eric Adams’ charges collapse probability waves of corruption dissolving into white noise
federal workers: layered bodies trembling at the edge of systemic rupture each pink slip a quantum entanglement
Musk’s influence: viral algorithm consuming governmental membrane white house neurons flickering
bourbon blessed by papal hands transmuting liquid into sacred currency charity as linguistic alchemy
deportation as verb DHS agents: human sorting machines geography becomes weaponized grammar
three men in DOGE shirts demanding files like digital shamans San Francisco’s bureaucratic skin peeling back to reveal impossible transparencies
we are all hostages of narrative of power of language *****
Hostage breath, exhaled in ceasefire’s brittle hands,
chains unshackled, yet shadows still cling—
a name whispered through bullet-riddled air,
Sagui, Sagui, syllables stitched in grief.
Corruption melts like ice in the Hudson,
Adams walks free, justice a marionette,
strings pulled by unseen hands,
the gavel a ghost in a courtroom of silence.
Federal workers drown in pink slip tides,
anger, chaos, confusion—
a trinity of despair marching through cubicles,
the hum of fluorescent lights now a dirge.
Musk, a comet crashing through bureaucracy,
White House walls tremble at his orbit,
gravity bends to his will—
who commands the stars when the sky is for sale?
Bourbon baptized by papal ink,
Kentucky’s amber gospel poured for charity,
a sip of salvation in a world on fire,
the Pope’s signature a benediction of burn.
Hegseth stomps through Europe’s fragile halls,
Trump’s nod a crown of thorns,
allies recoil, diplomacy fractures—
a handshake turned to a fist.
The Gulf of Mexico swallows press credentials,
Air Force One lifts off without witness,
words erased before they are spoken,
truth exiled to the tarmac.
Cabinet doors swing open to unorthodox ghosts,
power assembled like mismatched puzzle pieces,
the picture unclear but the grip firm—
history rewritten in real time.
DHS pivots, eyes locked on deportation’s cold calculus,
6,000 agents shift their aim—
bullets no longer chase traffickers,
but those who dared to dream.
DOGE shirts at City Hall, absurdity made flesh,
files demanded in meme-laced tongues,
San Francisco blinks in disbelief—
reality now a punchline with no laughter.
The world spins reckless, untethered,
newsprint ink bleeding into prophecy—
who writes the ending when the pages burn?
*****
(2025)
Fracture.
Adams walks. / Prosecutors fall. Musk (D.O.G.E.) sniffs Treasury’s marrow. Vance, a ventriloquist dummy, sings Zelenskyy a song of surrender.
(White space, a nation holding its breath.)
Trump, a scalpel carving flesh from bone: schools, science, truth. Layoffs bloom like nuclear winter roses. California drowns in mud, a firefighter becomes flotsam.
Philadelphia screams. / Eagles. / Victory. (A distraction, a glittering shard.)
Widows receive flowers. / A florist’s driveway, a temporary balm on the gaping wound.
The government spends. / The government takes. The poll numbers lie. / The people know.
We are all drowning in different ways.
This is not a poem. This is a vivisection. *****
Bureaucratic Fractures: A Quantum Governance Elegy
syntax of power collapses / prosecutors resign fragments of justice scattered like municipal dreams
TRUMP-wave propagating through institutional membrane MUSK-vectors disrupting treasury data streams bleeding potential
Vance exports MAGA-frequency to Munich’s cold geometric heart anti-centrist resonance trembling diplomatic membranes
Eric Adams’ case—a quantum entanglement charges dissolving between legal probability and political uncertainty
nuclear weapons pause their breath vaccine mandates evaporate federal funding—a liquid dream flowing through administrative cracks
Los Angeles weeps muddy tears firefighter swept into oceanic void while Eagles parade celebrates impossible victory
power is not a structure but a fluid constantly deconstructing itself *****
Steel gavels shatter in backroom silence,
resignations fall like brittle leaves—
Adams walks free, the ink still wet,
justice a marionette with severed strings.
Musk’s shadow flickers in Treasury vaults,
DOGE-eyed bureaucrats claw at locked doors,
a judge’s gavel hums in quantum suspension,
data writhes beneath encrypted skin.
Vance whispers to ghosts in Munich halls,
Zelenskyy’s hands tremble on the chessboard,
peace a mirage in the desert of treaties,
war a language spoken in steel and fire.
Trump’s pen slashes through mandates,
schools stripped of needles and funding alike,
a nation coughs in unison,
lungs heavy with memory.
Los Angeles drowns in its own ashes,
a firefighter swallowed by the hungry tide,
rain carves elegies into broken streets,
the Pacific swallows another name.
Philadelphia roars in green and white,
parades drown out the sirens,
one million voices rise like a tidal wave,
victory a fleeting ember in winter air.
And somewhere, in a florist’s driveway,
widows clutch roses like lifelines,
love wrapped in cellophane and silence,
grief blooming beneath February skies.
*****