Stormy Star Eyes Hails You, Do You Answer? (April, 2026)

Straighten up soldier!

I know you crave the power,

You lie in wait,

You feel pleasure when you cower!

What would it mean to begin anew

Instead of borrowing values given to you

By an impersonal inertia

That subjects ya to curse ya?

Im dangerous when im creative.

Notice how I didn’t say productive?

I produce

But, careful Marx, not for use!

My creation manifests from play

As does that of Dr. Seuss.

Nevertheless, following Karl I will say,

Commodified exchange subverts change,

The order of objects must be set aflame,

Acclaim denounced as not our aim.

Peering through the storm, we may find

Life is ours to claim.