these poems appear courtesy of a volume of poetry entitled "Free Verse Poetic Etchings" which also includes works of Timothy Wittmann, and Barclay Lewis. we were trying to forge a new style of poetry based on stream-of-conscientiousness, true introspection, and abstraction. at the same time the words were carefully chosen to represented, sometimes directly, but more often indirectly or alogorically, various themes. enjoy.


“Self-Portrait II”
excerpts of raffish quandaries of and about nothing,
dangers of lying beneath still born waves
crashing :
panting :
against :
seas of red merciless purposelessness.


“Untitled # 13”

Torrance, drapery, gratitude made from might.
Hidden within holding held high and haunted –
Tackle you, intrigued???! I understand not once but twice, not twice but thrice,
He’ll repeat patterns introspective and mundane - - - until the spectre of gold shall exalt me!


“Riffle Butt”

Crystal chalice falls and blood red wine styles hair. Guileless men without a disposition to speak of. Pretty women with stories of beautiful romps with aforementioned handsome men. Penetrated / orifices / eaten / / angle.


"Untitled # 15"

perversions institutions,; haste!
dethroned the majesty - held the court hostage!
centuries, moments, ripened in a secord's worth of truth.
but only believers make liars:
paradox of men of cloak.


“Religion as an Operant Conditioner Part I”

Hook me up on a wall,
backing down once or twice will reproduce moments of desire - soon to be replaced by the intimacy of shame. Become one with the Japanese school girl as she urinates in fear during anime of exploitation and ugliness. GOD beholds all who sin? RELIGION is the operant conditioner of the masses, as belying in its motives as it is belligerent in its practices, it breathes as much assimilation without a society of intentions as Skinarians would. under the influence one - baneful towards free thought. (in)civility held in the goblet of faith.


“Tainted Meat” (Muether)

Interview the boy,
Make sure his taxonomy and your taxonomy match,
Now count to three and repeat;
I am not what you conform.


"Self-Portrait" (Muether)

Malfunction of a System is what it (uniquely) desires, it elevates all responsibility.


"Verse !" (Muether)

her best friends were my worst advice' and so became us, we became all of us.
lets understand it all


"Untitled #4" (Muether)

having a brief interlude ; ; nonsequitur blabberings are your best bets for something whore. HE'S OVERSEXED? and I'd like to be her