prognosis: passive preoccupation
adulation of vacuous aversion
careless cupid, cleaving cardiac
to the closet consecrated
courtship of wedded hemlock
feasting on desolate devotion
ceremonious shedding of sacred tears
laced with lone loss
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
she’s beige, belonging to the tailor-made census censured for centuries.
you know, those clones clinging to a clue and cozying up to epicurean corpses.
bellisima encore, her with the eclipsing ego like some ill-conceived freudian offspring.
woman of gospel – preaching gore, gossip, guile – isle of iconic illusion.
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
ancient aches in chains
contained in the howls and hyacinth
the breast of syntonic refrain
halcyon honey hews sentience
with peals painting elysian fields
saturated in nocturnal opalescence
eclipse echoes along cathedral aisles
cleansing heathens in fifth progression
anointment of epiphany reconciled
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
her marble features beckoned to be broken
seized by palms, sculpted to crack
jaded lips stained by cerise and bloodied causalities
parting in a feint fruition of compulsion
obsidian gaze, lidded regard of carnal inferno
tearing his pulse apart with egotistical teeth
bestowing the incorruptible mark of possession
upon his blindly bared throat
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
Infatuation took a hold of my hand,
And occupied the volume of my mind.
The gravitational pull, I couldn’t withstand,
So I succumbed to the strength of the bind.
Drowning in profound sentiment,
Engulfed in a captivating tide,
Basking in divine contentment,
Much more than a feeling when you're by my side.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:58 AM UTC
So this is how it feels.
Heart pounding at the slightest glance of your face.
In your presence, my pulse at an unsteady pace.
Reminded of you at all times in every place.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
half empty, half full
cup runneth over.
campfire and lambs wool,
abounding moreover.
cloudy nights and coffee grind,
dominate my thoughts.
stargazing, mind-blazing
mid-afternoon plots.
flower picking, field wandering
wherever the wind may take us.
harmony humming and dream discussing,
off to faraway places.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:56 AM UTC
vacuum the internal organs with the rest of her emotions, why don’t you?
feel free to do what you want with her heart, as it was voluntarily given
steal it, free it, throw it on the ground and stomp in accordance to its beat
“love me like the guillotine does a pulsing neck”
what is this some cult ritual or a valentine’s day charade?
driving down i-35 with night swim blaring so loud that her ear drums burst
would rather be deaf than forced to hear another boy’s silence
closing her eyes for a few seconds at a time
a whirlwind romance of seventy miles per hour and oncoming traffic
memories flash like a warning sign, find a replacement
black screen, white light, muffled voices that sound too dramatic
what once brought joy, now grates upon her shot nerves
a cruel irony reserved for her
blame it on the hormones, or that’s what she tells herself
tape your mouth to prevent outpour, organize thoughts to fake control
what ifs, what could have beens, if onlys piercing the barrier of sanity
sitting, searching, staring at the wall until her eyes blur the invisible lines
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 4:50 PM UTC
the dire debonair of the arena
feral fatalist fettered to insatiable throes
his triad of tenets: slit throats, slain soldiers, serial sin
ethos eternalised as a brothel of bodies
ballad of the battle
this altar of adrenalin, stilled at the shrill aria of blade
betrothal of shattered bones and faltered breath
frail life for a radiant death, liberation befallen
behold, birth bred on the front
heartbeat hell-bent for the taint of blood
tender thrall afresh, befit to bite
isolated inhale of desire, arise the hostile
lord of the lost
to dine on heroes, relish their finale
his alienation as a bane of fate
adrift in a red tide that threatens silent desolation
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
an outsider ousted
dethroned of dignity
deserted in ****** domain
amidst headstones, herds of harmonized hostages
subjugated to preside over terminus
dominate within an oasis of doom
an inmate of his own undesirable kingdom
inheritance corrupted, saturated in dissolution
cardiovascular induration
a swift digression toward dread
deadening demeanor, hounded by haunts
hindered honor, hardened mind
a glorious emergence, exploitation of plight
executor of terror, decree ablaze in misery
mordant sovereignty, empire of the slain
the corpse king basking in maligned adulation
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC