My poem The Ways of the Flesh was published at 1947 Journal today.  This is the first time I’ve associated with this site – many thanks to the editors.

I remember writing this poem in early January of last year with a pencil on a napkin (you use what’s available, right?)  as I was driving to the hospital to pick up a prescription of oxycodone cough syrup for my Father.  I then drove all around the city trying to find a pharmacy that had the right supplies and could fill the thing.  Unfortunately, the meds just made Dad feel worse during that final month before he passed.  But they sure as hell helped keep me in a state where I could handle the situation.  I love you, Dad.  I miss you.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

Amnesic Paradise was published today at Poems and Poetry.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

Daydreaming Dystopia is a wild, hallucinatory, psychedelic, meandering screed that courses through the psyche, dives down rabbit holes, leaps to heavenly heights, sits at the right hand of God’s throne, crashes back to the fiery abyss, digs into the core, feasts on the marrow of bones, takes a sword of truth to the guts of lies, dances upon the grave of decadence and desolation, and sows seeds of chaos that will be reaped in a future season of order.

This essay was written last spring as part of my book, Zero-Point Graduation.  The excerpt appeared in Dissident Voice last September.  Since nothing new has been published so far today, I thought I’d dig into the archives and throw something strange back out into the world.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

Issue 3 of Crab Fat Magazine has been released.  My poem A Lonely, Lonely Vista begins on page 45.  One of my favorite pieces from the frenzy I’ve been on the past three months.  A war waged between God and the Devil within the soul.  Angelic Consciousness balanced with Animal Nature.  Learning how to play the game in this temporal world.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

My weekly poem at Dissident Voice went up yesterday.  Places & Names falls more under the category of lyrics.  I remember writing this piece about a year ago during my daily walk up to the park, through the woods, over the hill, across the river, all that –

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

My short poem Inheriting the Earth went up at Social Justice Poetry this morning.

Daily Bread:

I will work for food.

I will work instead of food.

I will work in spite of food.

I will work because it is my food.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

My short poem Health and Happiness from 2012 went up today at The Poet Community.  That’s basically all there is to it.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

Section 8 Magazine posted three of my poems today – Apocalyptic Eagle; The Great Divide; and No Time Left to Pray.

Revelations come in waves to burn away the last gasp of salvation

A promise born in fire, ash to ash, then fade into the next refrain

Scavengers soar the skyline, waiting upon the candle to flicker out

Then down like a dagger of death to feast upon the remains

Of a decadent empire lost in ruins of desolation and dust to dust

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

My poem God’s Opera was published today at Your One Phone Call.  I dedicate this piece to the blood of Dionysus and the flesh of Christ – let’s have a ceremony and drink to the gods, dance under the full moon, and fuck all night as if we were trying to breed a new type of being into existence.  So this is what a blog is for?  Ok, I’m starting to get warmed up now…

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

My poem Sacrificial Confusions is up at Dead Snakes.  This piece definitely falls more under the category of lyrics.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar