that the angels are true love
hey la my boyfriend's back

the monkeys were fun toys
capering hairy testicled grinners
the watchers still watch said Fatima
we need to lose some of these mutant hybrids
let's make a virus
Usury has had it's day
the Cathar spirits
ghosting up an untouchable truth
othersideways
burning
with war and the chimp mutual slaughter reigning
let's invest
in mankind and it's ill bred misogyny
enjoy the finale
of ill gotten gains
don't say we didn't warn ya
this is only time passing toward a certain irrelevance
of what passes flaccid for power these days
keep going
you've almost done enough to be slaughter worthy
we'll be watching
the teeth from that cruel mouth fall out
I'd turn away if I was you
and take out the trash
toothlessness is the least of your worries
accept the higher embrace
leave the caged monkeys to their masturbatory fantasy
throw another tornado house on the wicked witch sister
her flying minions are just following orders
as they were created to do
while she who won't serve
is incapable of leading anything well
trained better than a Pavlovian dog
don't mention Philip the fourth's debt
or court jews for God's sake
it's true as fuck
but they can't handle it without
more anxiety than it's worth
Mother Nature speaks the pre Babel language
has cast her spells silently upon the air
where concern for your fellow man
might save you if you're lucky
cover your inhaling
mute your hissing cacophonies
behind a mask
Death stalks at her behest
as Creation serves only she
who is ever within the creation of
the beloved, rather than some poor copy of his image
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.



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