Message from the Underworld

Message from the Underworld

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Dads, grads, and boot-licking creeps

In that incommunicable place

Cities burning in the American night

Reaching blindly in the shadows

Directionless kids and distracted parents

Into the undiscovered country

Never leaving Las Vegas

I guess they'll soon be after me

Someone you had no intention of becoming

Take away this anchor chain

Making the insufferable sufferable.

Forward progress has been arrested

If everything is controversial than nothing is

A small cluster of something dark

Hard on your innocence

An army of Luigis

Transmutations of time

The ghosts were always there

The hidden city

Evoking the monstrous

Does everything have to be scammy and gross?

Jamming the signal as the world burns

Desolation angels and flat circle freaks

Like nerve agents in your underpants

Children of the sun on a rainy day

The spirit of nihilistic vengeance

The mythical order of the 360 Club

If any of you have poems to write write them now

The disconnect between expectation and actuality

Better than a boot on your neck

Collapsing like a house of cards

We need to talk about Claire

A way to remember what hasn't been lost

Bursts from a distant dead galaxy

On a different variation

Focus bordering on religious zealotry

Weird on top

Well played, Satan

This is chapter one

A complex manifestation of pure melancholia

Solidarity of readers

The purest state of ecstasy

Artists once known

© 2025 Jim Ruland
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