lullabies for the paralyzedparasites' plaything ---lullabies for the paralyzed2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
this is stormy weather space
where lost vectors find bone
much more easily than land
where we hide from high tides
on our pulpits absolving the sea from incursion
and chastise mollusks for trying
to take themselves with us
in our bonds of kinetic aggression
in the ugly corners of our human hearts
there's a cabal still debating
last week's peeled potatoes
and the toy dolls in the attic
adding two and two to get one
ripe for re-enlightenment
we were given keys to the fuming abyss and we launched
our messiah straight into
Cold Medicine LOOK INSIDE IF YOU DARECold Medicine2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
ever wonder why it doesn't get better?
LOOK AROUND IF YOU CAN
In my DreamsThat crystal sunrise, oh so pure,In my Dreams3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
The flame of my heart that does light my world.
In life I labor, in dreams I soar, in light all is one once more.
Return now, to this place of worship,
The light of the crystal sun to guide your way,
So that none be led astray.
Rising ever higher,
Till I can see all the world,
And feel the glory of the sky.
O dream of white, release me,
And now I sleep, peacefully.
LumensTrapped inside the fractureLumens1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
where a gilded spectrum spills through,
The shackled reach to perceive
more than a portion of the piece,
A superficial layer, an echo from a standing wave—
Bellowing toward the light source,
Casting shadow puppets
onto the walls of Plato’s cave.
And in the belly of the whale,
Canaries push into the mine
Neurotic, kissed with knowledge
of their looming finite time.
These extant silhouettes
and the boundless oceans
peering through them—
Digested by the maelstrom
of what it means to be a human.
Shadows sink between the humble,
the pompous and the clueless—
But drowning in that darkness,
There are so many lumens.
Forget Me Notget ready for all that comesForget Me Not2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
this is the effect that's been caused
no matter where you run
there's no place in Hell to hide
the dead are piling up higher
the waves are crashing harder
don't pretend like you don't know why
every word spoken, every action taken
no matter how you convince yourself
there's no heroes or angels coming
pleading doesn't change the pain
you'll feel your throat be ripped out
you'll hear my voice combust in your head
your dreams will become a playground for nightmares
no one will hear your cries because they've been drowned
I warned about the consequences and no one fucking listened
I'M THE GIFT OF THANATOS DRIVEN CRUELTY