White Phosphorus 

“And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.  His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but he himself.”

– Revelation 19:11-12

Dale American Horse, Dale Wašíčuŋ Tȟašúŋke (He-Has-A-White-Man’s-Horse) don’t know his mother tounge,

I cut it out when my white skin slaughtered his Spirit with steel and bullets,

Manifest Destiny, rust and oxides, black snake bring me home, melancholia in a Berkeley rose garden,

Thorn in my side, my love, will you marry me, with your left equation filled brain, 

Wanted dead or alive, on a steel horse I ride, to freedom and liberation,

Kill me, cut out my white ghost heart, set it on fire with your icy love making,

Girl, you fuck like a scared Southern Puritan, scarlet letter I want you to wear,

I want to marry an artist who feels like me, daisy spirits, a gentile California orchid,

Annie Oakley’s long lost cousin, Brother Dale, chains his White American Horse residue to the drill,

I’m painting for love, you turned my hood into Iraq, oil black snake,

Dale don’t know where his tounge is, but I’ve got a cat-o-nine to self flagellate myself to get it back,

Brother Dale is going resurrect the black snake killas, Middle East warriors,

Oh God! Don’t come here! Annie ain’t need no chador or veil, I like ’em the way they are, clean,

Cali fresh, sweet and third wave feminist, yet forbidden fruit is sweetest, apples,

I lust for a cybernetic gun, towers collapse resurrecting Jesus as he returns to plant the tree of life,

In my Kali lovin’ heart, we persecuted too, like the women ecstatically dancing topless in Oaktown,

I don’t like women that way, give me a good pure country girl with Jesus in her heart,

Dale’s gonna get his tounge back, he’s God incarnate, a human willing to sacrifice his blood to melt iron,

To skin the black snake, and make a belt to give Wašíčuŋ, Il Duce, on Election Day,

I’m gonna be a concrete angel, off the chain, hidden in a Western Mountaineering shroud hoping for Annie to kiss me awake.

About kayaerbil

I am a Berkeley educated chemistry Ph.D. who is moving into the area of working on developing appropriate technology for communities that are subjected to socio-economic oppression. The goal is to use simple and effective designs to empower people to live better lives. Currently, I am working with Native Americans on Pine Ridge, the Lakota reservation in South Dakota. I am working with a Native owned and run solar energy company. We are currently working on building a compressed earth block (CEB) house that showcases many of the technologies that the company has developed. The CEB house is made of locally derived resources, earth from the reservation. The blocks are naturally thermally insulating, keeping the house cool in the summer and warm in the winter. Eventually, a solar air heater and photovoltaic panels will be installed into the house to power the home and keep it warm, while preserving the house off the grid. A side project while in Pine Ridge is a solar computer. I hope to learn about blockchain encryption software for building microgrids. In addition, it is an immediate interest of mine to involve local youth in technology education.
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