the heart is divinely dull,
so angels sing and we begin to fall--
down, down into nothing for
waiting within love's red door,
is hell's hot floor;
forever burning bright it glares--
into the eyes of those consumed by flare,
and however sad it may be,
the singing angels do not pity thee,
so burn and burn into a black char,
consume yourself with the fires of the heart,
as the ********* does so happily,
for heaven is only a balcony--
cold without sting or pain,
you dance in hell refusing to be tamed.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 2:49 PM UTC
my head is attached by a sliver-string--
swinging, like the tires in spring,
it scrapes the floor beneath heaven harshly--
leaving bruises and marks drawn darkly,
and like Dumpty, the doctors tried to cling
head to body, but it never wished to be a whole thing,
so it dangles below knee ever so tiredly--
collecting scars as if lying beside a howling harpy;
inside me, i can feel the dirt begin to sing,
somber melodies of an ancient and rotting king;
he stands beneath me seeking a heart-beat--
whispering of dreams now sunken and obsolete
for now he wears worms for rings,
and I'm forever cursed with this sliver-string.
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 1:10 AM UTC
an ancient moon collides with shadows on the yonder;
wander the forbidden forge, soon stars will blunder,
the All, scourged with lore from daemons ashore--
it breaks and roars as we dance forevermore;
free your core from the chains wrapped around the golden door,
see sand drift and shake becoming nothing for
man has left his kingdom and begun to soar,
and Malkuth was always such a boring chore--
consumed by things that ought to be deplored;
watch as i cut my mortal cord!
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
plentiful fish in the ocean, i exist
so brutal in your existence-
congregating and swimming to survive
to be alone is to die,
a stranger is a threatening hook in sunken eyes,
but your reflection glows beautifully and right
you respect the sharks that rip on instinct-
then cackle at the coral torn and sundered,
while mating like no other
pumping out sister and brother,
mirrors and doppelgangers-
swimming, congregating, *******
until the great God hook takes you-
squirming, you suffocate and cry
the coral watching you suffer and dry.
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 8:23 PM UTC
sitting steadily beneath the land,
lies a plain rock like socks or sand,
forming and morphing so beautifully,
holding a treasure so crucially
for only if they knew how much you were worth,
how quickly you'd be unearthed.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 10:45 AM UTC
i wish you'd stay
but it's the end of the road
and all things go back this way
so farewell i bode
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
dripping droplets from the sky fall upon me from so high;
dancing patter as they land, leaving chatter so very grand
aplenty puddles made of dye, a muddled raid from the sky
how we ran in this land forever forgetting of old Time's sand.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
drifting in and out of the light
i'm greeted by something so very bright
hold me as i pass into the river of time
maybe i'll be held accountable for my crimes
and it's only right
so please hold me tight
i want to feel your warmth as i go
six crows
please don't be sad when i arrive
this is where we all strive
i know i seem low
but i'm so happy to go
i know you'll cry while i'm away
and that's okay
live your life to the fullest
because your soul is like a star, fulgent
i'm so dizzy
i'm so chilly
i'm so sorry
where am i?
where am i?
where am i?
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 12:08 AM UTC
a lone flower
amid the plentiful, green grass
your petals brighter than the sun you bask in
the wind guides your hand in a beautiful dance,
and i just wish to hold you
but to disturb you would be a crime
so i'll just watch from afar
as you captivate everyone around you,
as you dance amid the plentiful, green grass
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 12:48 AM UTC
i'll stare at the wall until the sun illuminates the room,
making faces out of shadows of people i once knew.
maybe it's all a dream within my head,
and i'll wake up just to start again,
or i'll become nothing at all,
i just know that i'm here now,
listening to the birds sing their melodies in the sweet morning dawn,
and the waves rise just to fall again,
just like us all.
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 10:39 PM UTC