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by ANTHONY XAVIER JACKSON

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HUNGRY GHOSTS 03:48
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The Hungry Ghosts. All the good times There are hungry ghosts All the happy times There are those who’d rather see you bleed than concede Defeat Because self defeat is the ugliest thing standing on the Corner helping you blow your mortgage And last I looked A cell phone looks nothing like a Glok All the beautiful laughter The children now loiter in a pool of tears emulating a fallen father There are starving ghosts who eat the bodies of black Men in the form of bullets Tepid misunderstandings All the good times I’m afraid to hold my phone All the laughter of my unknown bride The breakdancers at my funeral They mean naught My children’s children will have been taught Never vex Just stand still When they point a gun at you with a riot bird In the sky Don’t run for your life All the good times Prove your Life is meaningless And off in a dark room somewhere Sits some former security guard making love to his pistols Who extols the sanctity of police actions All the sunny days Baby I will miss you He says that motherfucker ran and hid Kill his black ass All the Sunshine in the capitol of California Can never bring back All of the good times. There are hungry ghosts who feast Upon Black blood And a creepy ex cop jacks his gun off While looking at porn All the good times Sworn to protect and serve Drown in a pooling bloodstain Where my children’s children have again been warned Don’t you sass the man in Black Boy All the good times The burning sip of whiskey hits the officer’s lips Handled it All the hungry ghosts dancing on a fatherless child’s lips Which tremble to admit All the good times In the world cannot reverse this All the hungry ghosts Embodied in Black Blood Coated Bullets.
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PLANET BEHIND THE MOON 04:27
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The Planet Behind The Moon. It’s the end of the world I am now Holding your hand You have such elegant hands Upper west side hands Picabia hands In the sky the full moon Is being consumed by the shadow of the earth Which inimical in it’s course Reveals a burning planet we never knew of behind our beloved sister satellite. I hold your hand tightly Your eyes the color of caramel and absent Of panic The moon turns red in its last appearance From the amber crimson stew of the flaming Previously unseen planet Burning like a mad Buddhist monk And you hold me All of me The sapphire on your ring finger sings You belong to me Like this catastrophe I scream to the bats and bees She’s great She loves me And the mountains laughed The sun kissed fields of California burst The whales sang the choruses of Joy Division tunes The Monarch butterflies kissed us on the eyes as Fury and fire fell from the sky And whom was president didn’t Matter My great grandmother stood and smiled with Youth upon us Burning in the breeze that sweeps the sun from west To east From flora Fawn From beast And we walked backwards You have such beautiful thighs Far Rockaway beach shore thighs That hypnotize We mesmerized the world Dying As we returned to the sea Your beautiful eyes Glowed in the flames of the Planet behind the moon Expiring.
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THE MUSE 02:30
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The Muse. One day I happened to ask Johnathan If anything at all in life He could What would he choose to be? He quite glibly said Well that's a cinch, Anthony If anything in life I could Certainly It would be Tori Amos' Piano bench, easily... Johnathan and I don't speak Much anymore.
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TERRIBLY INURED LOVE POEM 04:12
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Terribly Inured Love Poem Over and over Hanoi to Hanover Northampton Baltimore Barnstable Alabama Seattle We set fresh pies In the windows No fear of hobo Removal We trust words Write spells Melt clothes off Bodies we never smelled That's my whole world Work bee's knees Ripple trebled Told the devil That's my girl Yes That's my girl Over and over Cornwall to Manchester Baseldon Warsaw Kamchatka Worcester Trust your sentiments We never lock doors We speak tongues Dead yet loosed Turned EVP riddles into Rabid teenage lovesongs Told the Devil That's my girl Yes That's my girl Either you sing along Or get out of the revel That's my girl Yes That's my girl There Over and over There's no more room In the middle East raised a star West plucked broken lyre South sowed doubts And North Simply sticks out a pretty mouth Sighs Expired On the wire Over and over Hanoi to Hanover Hand over your heart Now Crimson Crushing Clover.
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DRUNKEN SPRING 02:59
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Drunken Spring. During this most Tumultuous of times Kindly warn me in warbling Echoes, murmurs in the Sow's ear, above the din Coins jingling Tell me to avoid Intruiges To not combine With The Ram of Spring Walking backwards Confusing the balance Of Cupid arrows aiming Perhaps drunk Perambulates The green eyed Flame haired Ruler of the heart Slurs her eloquence Grabs ahold of stars As descent starts No longer in a powder keg To spark Talk talk talk Bend light Split quarks At some point The hunter learns To balk Talk to Artemis About the ravings of her sister Sit on Nasca lines Lounge on faults I'm going to remain Perfectly still I'm afraid Venus retrograde The supple disaster Imparts Best not to even start Echoing what babbling brooks said.
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DOG 01:57
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EDUCATION 08:26
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Education. I cannot believe The subtlest beauty Of this song I turned to look But you had gone I walked away But you'd have me stay Urge the purchase Cleave on pupose To a week of yesterdays In phosphorous visions You were heard to say: Tempests crash in Hear tidal wave force Lurching attempt to descend Suss where one head ends Hands the reigns to another Haunted to begin To turn not away To let the feeling begin Like first drawn breath To let you in The maelstrom relents The cyclone begins To lend a magnitude of freedom In chaos tide, a pindrop Of hedon as heaven pushes All earth aside A fleeting splash of speeding On the echo of the barrier broken Hermes rides A tempest clamors Like cymbals Nothing left to hide. I cannot relive The sparkling beauty The waving white flag of the throngs I just knew by now You'd be gone I turned away And found myself right where I belonged Where all rage was laid to waste Wrong Where from the back of your Glowing serpentine eyes One could mute witness A strange song Like a nuance of dream Hear the hearts of butterflies Scream and duly mutter Of the rise and fall of empires Mass regimes Of belly flutter Is it madness Is it laughter Does the master rule hereafter Or is the slave the real master? #blaxpoetix Co written by Alyce Robinson
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BROKEN 02:54
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BROKEN. The doctor's crooked little smile Bespeaks an unspeakably sinister notion The fact that you present unwell Means swell there's more pills to be brokered A commission is offered You come in hoping And leave with only the assurance that The poison they're offering will solely Leave you Broken. Bloody damned sorry Better come back as a dolphin Ballerina kitties do the mamba With little brown bottles as maracas As they dance divine Dance in sequins on your coffin. The doctor you haven't seen in a while Has never once asked you to change your lifestyle, on we go eating gravy twice salted and steeped in oil and maybe, just maybe If we increase the dose of this swill to counteract the effects of the other three pills We can begin to see the light at the end of the tunnel, funneled through dollar bills Your doctor's Lamborghini is very Happy you're dying... The sinister truth never easily spoken The truth is you're only useful When Broken... Bloody damned sorry Better come back as a dolphin Ballerina kitties do the mamba With little brown bottles as maracas As they dance divine Dance in sequins on your coffin... Broken.
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SPRING SPRUNG 02:51
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Spring sprung. Worry none For the dark things The coyote incisor Induced blood beat Bottle of rainbows The harried angels who At your crossroads Souls tug The rugs we rolled the flunkies Up into, the sacred soul Ju jitsu leaving a school Of wish, of sacred maelstrom kiss A compost heap of junkies Suffocating the fish Has gone nowhere The little glacier Wavers about in the middle Of the foamy room There is oft a misperception The darkness is but the waft On the heavenly loom Come here Have a lemonade There's still room The calm The storm All turned over All blooms. #blaxpoetix
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THE PRESUPPOSITION OF FINITY 03:58
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The Presupposition of Finity. By then When we would have sat Hours in the shadow Majesty of San Jacinto Remarking over our dentures Swimming in organic homegrown Juices How our little cafe au lait Colored children would laugh At us now And how the coastline is now But a faded memory dusting The skyline like confetti from a rotted Fallen alder which simply Aspired to become a Fender guitar If their slight insipidity The milky stars could reach They would swaddle us in hereditary Trust, makes the lion swear harshly Staring defiantly into a bronzen Huntress' bust The sleeping swearing giant Offsets myriad timelines Serendipity comments If ever could be The way our waves In our hair crease Simpler times Tidal collisions So inclined So to seek By that time Our cafe au lait colored Pickney's would cease to mediate The stratosphere of possible glimmers I'd have looked deep into the chocolate Of your sweltering eyes And tickled Atlas profusely Until all weapons of doubt Fell from the burgeoning skies By then You and I Parallel Universes Magnified Collide.
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BENEATH THE BREEZE 03:16
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Beneath The Breeze. The face on Ganymede Concedes settles A tiny precedent on the stiffness of my neck hairs stares into the glowing bubbles of My father's eyes, admits without curiousity or causality idle I belong here I play the drums with my eyes closed Tightly like I'm making love to hieroglyphs Ancient codices wrapped around my ring finger A drumstick drops A tsunami in an alternative universe Where people get along And no one minority touts their needs Above another Eros goes crashing into the sun And we still don't know what to call each other Much less establish a dialogue My beater foot is haunted by heavy hard Blues Breathing life into robots Wasting cocaine on the deaf On the Dead and The mute Get up and dance If you have permissions If the subset of culture you cling so steadily To has written in stone it's allowed The face on Ganymede blurs Stares into the clouds Says we tried to lose you Lost in love beneath the madness Of denying Yet cloying To the crowd.
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TIMID 03:34
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THIS IS A COLLECTION OF POEMS WRITTEN YEARS AGO THAT I HAVE RECENTLY RENDERED TO MUSIC OF VARIOUS SORTS. I AM LITERALLY GOING THROUGH AN OLD NOTEBOOK AND DOING EACH PIECE AS THEY COME UP, FOR BETTER OR WORSE. SOME WORKS ARE MORE COHERENT THAN OTHERS, SURELY, BUT I AM SIMPLY HAPPY TO BE ABLE TO ENJOY THE GIFT OF MUSIC AND POETRY... PRICELESS.
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released November 11, 2019

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ANTHONY XAVIER JACKSON California


I am a spoken word artist whose passion is music. I use a variety of media to render my works, including traditional instrumentation such as guitar, bass and drums. I also employ synths and all the tools of my DAW to make improv pieces to back my poetry.
LPD, Burroughs, Tear Garden, Watts Prophets, Last Poets, Radiohead… so many influences.
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