i will soon drain
and will not refrain
from falling into madness
stepping into sadness
low life sucking my membrane
stay way from me please
you stinking old cheese.
A Hernandez 7 25 2023

i will soon drain
and will not refrain
from falling into madness
stepping into sadness
low life sucking my membrane
stay way from me please
you stinking old cheese.
A Hernandez 7 25 2023

I saw the men with little claws and large teeth
meeting behind the plaza’s skeleton tree.
I watched as they slashed into sections with those big teeth of theirs
and miniature claws
those poor, helpless flower people.
I watched, in horror , as their petals flew and as their stems were strewn about in grisly fashion, their ghastly lamentations, carried by fierce winds, stinging my ear.
I closed my largest eye, covered my smaller ones with my boney hands, and in my mind begged them to leave….
(Must have begged for at least 5 minutes)
However begging and prayer had no effect; and when I opened my largest eye again, I was left to witness the show a little longer.
finally, The awful cries ended and the clatter of slashing was gone, and the only sound left was that of loud burping men with tiny claws and large teeth.
Art Hernandez 7 2004

A Poem Designed for Bin Ladin and his fucked up crew
You the ones with the fucked up brains

you with the damn rocks in your heads
yes you with the snot hanging from your noses
the ones with the fucked up eyeballs
you all will burn in hell
with your fucked up ideas on how the world show be
with your buddies that believe in your crap
with your dumb-ass dreams of saving the holy world
there will be no more hiding in caves
using other dumb-asses to kill the innocent
there will be no more time to point and shoot
and spread your corruptions
you’ll all be way to busy
way to hectic
while you all slowly burn in hell
Art Hernandez 7 27 2004
And in the end, the world will blow up, the sun will expand, the planets will catch fire, comets will spin no more.
And in the end, children songs will never be played, the snow will never be
here, and the falling of rain will no longer be sad.
The monsters will vanish, Madonna will be dead, and madness man, madness will be away.

And in the end, the universe will implode, structure atomic shall be no
more, electrons spinning will be closing , and bye bye love, my love, bye bye.
The end my friend, the sad end.
Art Hernandez 2-27-89
A dark river flows and I am on it
A cloud looms over and I am under it
A river ends and the cloud rains
A wet rain hits the water
Swirls of waves weave on an endless journey, reaching the
sand, I see it them splash.
A dark river flows and I am on it.
6-15-87 A. Hernandez

Warning Much Profanity
from way down below, it grows slow joe,
watch as it glows, in the dark it like flows.
I don’t know what it is yet,
But you know what, i’ll make this bet.
it is evil.
it is mean.
it is medieval.
it’s not clean.
hey smack in my nose…i use this hose…take a dose…
i see only me, i give to only me, i screw only me, i fuck only me!
but i don’t care, i never do. it’s just the way i see the world.
you see the words? you think don’t you, you smell like that hunk of shit floating way down below!
fuck you so motherfucking whore! You’re a fucking bore!!
sorry it was a just passing phase,
like the light that comes from the moon’s haze,
its all madness indeed.
it crept up on me this fucking thing.
but you rest assure, you lay among no lures when i say i love you.
And tonight will bring me only darkness, horrible fright.
i hate this fear,
the god damn deer,
and all other sort of forest like furry fucks too.
Art Hernandez August 20 1989
