So tired, the weight of a damp world sopping on my shoulders–and who put that bloody towel about my neck, but my stained hands alone–who else could have waked the beast already wandering in dreams of devouring whole psyches full, who fed the monster weary food for thought, as lines in broken plaster, stolen in […]
A seasonal return of a pudgy ally, filling from summer for sickle come fall, and I am harvested, heralding death to reap her profits, and seed the rebirth of another ripening year.
Winter time is a god hung low in the southern sky, with equatorial persuasion catching at his heels, dragging his body to lower places, while keeping others in perpetual shadow–to frost and then bite at what shafts they can snatch from a falling god. Up here, thin corpses are forced to hurry their descent to […]
Exude gentleness And the universe hums in reply. Oh let me show you, I can move the earth, And it moves me. Lush, it calls to me; Ripples of sweetness Trapped in drops of dew– Ad infinitum.
Feeling selfish as I become one with the many, I am apart from the one, and always feeling torn between one million things pulls my identities in so many directions, and where is my mind supposed to stop? Does it land where fate has destined it, and am I left to wash up, an empty […]
We just wanted a couple more nights Of fun, but we were robbed blind And I scrambled in the dark for some Semblance of a key but it just kept turning into cocaine. I wept that I had to clean up again– broken candy canes, beer cans, bloody tissues. I just want to make rent, […]
All those beautiful pinholes in the ceiling, tiny pricks of light leaking into a darkened world. A thousand light years away could not keep them from burning roundness in our vision. A deity’s million jewels revolving and reveling in their adornment on a deep blue mantel– brighter than eyes spying on the offspring below, worlds […]
I SEE NOW WE FEEL YOUR RIPPLES PULSING THROUGH OUR FLESH FEELING BODIES BUT WE DONT KNOW HARDLY CAN KNOW BUT ALWAYS TRY TO KNOW ITS GENESIS AH SO DO YOU ONLY FEEL THE WAVES AFTER THE FACT LIKE US LIKE MORTALS FROM DUST TO DUST? I CANT TRUST INSTINCT I CANT TRUST WHAT HAS […]
The peace and quiet of the free world, Bathed in obscurity–faces Which pass like blank slates For our own imagination’s sake Imagine Your world colored with your own pallet; a world of white noise Interlaced with Stark grey lines Smudged like a water-stain; Disruptions in strange purity, In strained piety, In sustained propriety of An […]