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Dark Sexy Funny: Poetry from the Mind of Erozeno

Edited by Sandra L. Jennings

From the Foreword:

This book will not help you lose weight
It will not cure your erectile dysfunction
It does not increase the size of your breasts

It will not cure your halitosis
It will not increase your disposable income
It does not offer a money-back guarantee

It will not rid your home of unwanted pests
It will not be available in stores or through an incredible TV offer
It does not cure your embarrassing dandruff flakes

It will not cure Ebola
It will not kill ISIS
It does not endorse any political candidate for office

This book will not keep frozen food fresh
It will not increase the amount of your red blood cells
It does not require refrigeration

It will not cut, slice, or dice
It will not cure your depression
It does not help you get a good night’s sleep

It will not cure your cold
It will not get rid of unwanted pet odors
It does not remove embarrassing acne and blemishes

It will not increase the length of your penis
It will not help you find your soul mate
It does not accept major credit cards

This book has no benefits
It has no side effects
Please do not ask your doctor about this book.

 

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Prism of Shadows

erozeno, poetry, spoken word poetry, Prism of Shadows

Prism of Shadows

The American Dream became a nightmare              

I lost my soul to the darkness

I struggled to get it back

I had seen the Light, it had not seen me

40 days & 40 nights, I drove the back-roads

with Lightnin’ & the Wolf

True believers on a lost highway

200 miles per hour in the passing lane

one foot on the gas and one on the brake

We flew through gaps in the raindrops

A race from reality, a surge to the light

through the prism of shadows

The wrong decision for the right reason

The signs along the roadside read:

      Freedom Isn’t Free

     Obey Your Corporate Masters

     Who’s Watching Big Brother?

     There are Liars, Damn Liars, and Politicians

     Wal-Mart™ Died for Your Sins

     Beware of Dogma

     The Meek Shall Inherit $hit

     Nothing to Hide = Everything to Lose

     The Protector Has Become the Enemy

     It Takes a Village to Raze a Village

     There’s No Crime Like a War Crime

     The Revolution Will Be Televised

     …and Injustice for All!

Erozeno, Spoken word poetry, poetry, avant garde poet

South of Eden, I stopped for the Sorceress

An electric raven-haired enchantress

with a heart of passion and apocalyptic fire in her veins

Her glistening eyes illuminated the twilight

Daughter of Eros, disciple of Sappho

She exerted dominion over the serpent

She broke the protracted silence

as she leaned to me and whispered in my ear:

     To inherit the earth, one must pay the Devil his due

     You evade the Devil’s herd

     the dead-end trail that knows no end

     You flee the rivers which flow

     with the blood of the damned

     Where Satan’s noose tightens each day

     and everyone has a rendezvous with death

     There is no turning back

     there is no escape

     Stay the course

     seek first the shadows

     Find the light through the prism of shadows

© 2014, Erozeno