Promethean

I’m cold as rain Pain is my home this sound of Armageddon grey tremors abound feeling for some meaning as we watch eclipse Pain is my home sun is in the sky there is a roof over my head and a tomb in which I lie It drips icicles of fire into my veins and I lay upon a pyre breathe in my smoking remains Pain is my home hither it comes, tearing me down I feel it again recourse in your gaze we acquiesce to fear and what’s to be highlands awash with our regrets weather comes crashing in … Continue reading Promethean

New Year-Revisited

I do not live last day of the year it is like a little death rough brush, burlesque settles in my bones old spectre dropping dreams in spite of my screaming I do not like the end of the year it’s too heavy, flaunting the blues in cursive graffiti on my center that don’t come off nether wind crawling outside the view is the same one as last year I fear, my dear, my tears do not want the savage drop-down slap-back kissing strangers the champagne wet dream on my face and chest recall the last to fall uptown diamond … Continue reading New Year-Revisited

Burden

broken and discordant with a fistful of fears will the fabric of the noose begin to unravel before all of the air is crushed from us? Silence is on the ballot to the union twist our intentions a little further the wind tends to murmur little secrets that caress your mind but are never truly comprehended antiquated and rusted the tools in the barn forgotten the crops are dead the fields are dust and still we pray for rain focus on the sun and hope we don’t burn I would carry your burden if I wasn’t dragging mine Continue reading Burden

Pursuits

mundane pursuits take care of my own exercise my right I do not condone ever all the whispers sibilant seductive rants I wonder, wandering the truth the tumor in my brain is eating of the whispers cannot grasp or hold onto me unflinching impartial perceived reality when my senses are continually shaded ever all the whispers cloud your speech you run from truth faster than fleeing sharks on a beach media propagate the testimonies alluring little ghost stories like the prophets of disco and evermore the whispers grow statements of fact, losing tact befuddled by liquid pictures the truth is … Continue reading Pursuits

Judgement

Be home before dawn, she said but she forgets my insolence plastered upon my skin like moisture in monsoon I glide, purposeful waking in my wake the aspirations of the none with quiet spells of assumption forging disillusion for the prideful the gifts I bring are a curse you know I pull the winners into the lands of the sorrowed culling the shameful with frost and fears of tomorrow I am that which you seek and fail to find I wield the might which you wish to bring against the walls of your enemies As I dance over the winded … Continue reading Judgement

Snakebitten

She was a snakebite all applewood smoke and sundowns forthright and out of sight it was a shakedown and it started with a frown I was a poor boy all limbo shine and coarse ground Midnights and gasoline all we need to motor through the tall light smeared dirty clean with a hand out shave off an inch or two heavy hands and nicotine just need a spark bathing in the fountains of another trailer park bruising in this shitty town she was a snakebite She was so loud you never registered her sound I knew it was a shakedown … Continue reading Snakebitten

Cooling on Nothing

A devil moon hums upon the winds of summer and the decaying orb falls on us…. I suppose after surprise we will feel neglect The bronze painting in the window will not talk to me anymore and the pale reminder I once treasured has faded The current still runs hot a flash of life in this stilted death-hall We breathe in the detritus biting bullets and watching heroes I writhe in my own anger seething with my inability to change it knife cuts clean jargon talk Mephisto Waltz shoot me on the corner I love to die in the spotlight! … Continue reading Cooling on Nothing

Crimson Honey

Cynical in silence slaps the twilight problems dance like fireflies in wind a rueful play on words crashing into inner soul a mellow vision simmers in the summer heat impractical in its own way reminiscent of mistakes drawn from the deck clouded mind fumbling thoughts of despair the love on the way-side; stays hidden waiting blindly for an answer languid with rigorous activity disperse the dream into many days castles crumble into ruined bones crystal lake turned to stagnant pools and shadow clings to it all lapse into unconscious chatter about what may have caused the downfall of the doorways … Continue reading Crimson Honey

Lucid

Enveloped, and cresting the dusk of dawn the palace is ancient there are only shadows of ghosts in residence clinging to the false sun above my bed they sometimes whisper nonsense to hear only our answers’ pentameter The thieves mock us in their debutante finery I cannot find the tears for you forever is but a sliver of an instant in the eyes of a god the truth is a fraction of an epic on the tongue of a devil I often wonder what he sees, lost count of the times I have heard others tell his tale our lives … Continue reading Lucid

Something Beautiful

I wanted to make something beautiful… avatar of dragon bone Celtic sworl-painted warrior adorned with cold starlight stare of purest water out of night sword bare statuesque goddess of Greek proportion portrait of love so vast blooming roses painful, profane I wanted to touch something beautiful fumbling naked fingers unworthy buckling harness to steed that should never be mounted As free as thought upon the canvas of naiveté and youth I wanted to see something beautiful majestic Merlin opus of majic mellifluous articulation of perfect runic song echoing in the chambers of every beating heart thrumming in time to the … Continue reading Something Beautiful