the order of thingswhen you first coughed up god,the order of things14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the cloud dissipated with no explanation;
& so your misery and gonorrhea
clump into an astral object
and the emptied box becomes the property
of a family you barely even spoke to.
necrophilia is not explicitly illegal,
so they will squeeze you into cherry blossom.
when i first saw your body, i wanted to
curl its fingers; pale livery sausage.
punctuated with a butcher's hook,
you simply folded a valley;
death is the spaces between words. or is that dearth
The Old Iron BeastA black beast.The Old Iron Beast5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A large beast
with scales of steel and iron.
It stops for no obstacle.
Neither hill nor ravine.
It flies over them
with wings of brick and masonry
or tears straight through them,
billowing singeing, steamy breath
and letting out a hearty bellow
as it stampedes through.
Some see it as rabid and hideous,
deserving to rot in a rusty kennel.
I see it as a noble beast
like a horse.
A great iron horse.
A door to your beginningWas it just a glimmer on the endsA door to your beginning4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of what makes the cohering shadows revere,
what accompanied the ends
of dim drawing premises
scattered and moving whims,
dark as self-defacing
how can you stop what slowly
backs and wither's away
spilled out of the premise
of everything, was a
black widows display
unravelled from the ends
of nothing, where everything shows.
what resides from the ends
of our dark governing road,
dark or light or stranded wishes
of what was discovered lost
chasing intrusive shadows
that covet cupboards locked
maybe a locksmith, did not need
a key nor a lock, just to peer
where none did see
to endear endure to end
a door to your beginning
Transcendent SpiritCelebrity gossip is a boreTranscendent Spirit21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Songs and paintings seem outside of time
Intensely devour age-old lore
Internal clock lost in ancient rhyme
Strong desire to explore
Yet feeling like I've been here before
Knowledge base has many tiers
I feel aged well beyond my years
Where I'm from I do not know
But those around me age so slow
How old am I you might ask
Lifetimes older than my body cask
This vessel is so young compared to me
My soul was birthed in an ancient sea
In sun and sand and hardest rain
I see the Earth I feel her pain
Wandering around this spinning sphere
The blood in my veins from yesteryear
I want to grow my wings and fly
To truly live before I die