end of eyes
and of a dusk drawl
civil twilight for hair
sodium rain
when a day is done
no music
for the destroyer in vein
you're so alive
but you teach me
how to mourn your passing
over and over
one ambulance
at a time
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 12:42 AM UTC
the maul understood the man
the dark putrid space inside him
where empathy was supposed to be
there was death there
dreams of bosch
saturn devouring his son
mother violence
like a tide of red ghosts lapping at toes
saying more than words ever could
the maul knew dark things
how it could sate an urge for ill will
how it could make quick work
of a human skull
and so
one day
it did
three of them
and at random
no pattern, just chaos
just pure, violent, blood spattering death
a gift of gore to the watchful moon
the maul knew what to do
he casually turned himself over to the police after
before they even knew what he'd done
what the maul had wrought
there were three of them
a finished work
a trinity
Sep 5, 2024
Sep 5, 2024 at 9:05 PM UTC
i once caught a glimpse
of your inward melancholy
and i wondered
maybe you're like me
and not this thing that i've built you up to be
set high atop a pedestal
reigning over my emotions
where you are not you
but an idea
of you
Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 12:17 PM UTC