boardroom doors,
circuits open
grey matter hallways
where skeletons
made of lightning
fricassee my synapses
jackboots roundup
****** dahlias deflowered,
their wilted smiles
rainbow
the grass below
with shadows
cowardly dandelions
roar no more,
taken to see the wizard
on yellow brick roads
paved with the
carcasses of braver kin.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 2:30 AM UTC
soft candlelit glow
writhing shadows on the wall
naked silk and gin
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 2:25 AM UTC
Right now
it's midnight
somewhere else
at noon,
you may see
two hands
clasped together
in prayer.
Me, I see
a middle finger
hiding behind
a thumb.
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
i look
at stars
and wonder
if i'm being
shined by
twinkling motes
in the blackened eyes
of cosmic hypocrites...
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
Echo
midnight secrets
dawn will forget to keep
a mended promise in shadow
on the valley side of ruined zeniths
lament rose petal alpenglow
fading into mourning
sub-rosa sighs
echo.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:24 PM UTC
fury
of the lion:
golden warpath garland
thundering soul set forth by roar
sovereign savanna rex, pride in plain sight
majesty unkempt like his mane
heavy the head that wears
the primal crown...
fury
vision
of the eagle:
corneal coronas
scorch earth from soaring apexes
taloned streaks of lightning tear assunder
the prey of a thousand yard stare
she is a feathered seer
perched in a nest
vision
venom
of the viper:
his husk made of mica
syringed fangs apportion wisdom
slithering past Achilles' heel to heart
from perceptive directions hissed
strait tongues fork in the road
coursing in vein
venom
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
Autumn
windmills churning
apple cider, hayrides/
leaves crunching under lithe hoofbeats
pumpkins peep from drab earth; sun in slate sky
breath to view with the naked eye
burnt pine flickers linger
in requiem
autumn.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:21 PM UTC
nightingale wings
sing upon a breeze of spring
yet fear
the bats of
your eyelashes
scream
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
Packed tight and
smoothly rounded
like a cherished snowball,
I threw my prescited heart
into the hellfire
that is your aura;
my love for you
was a rocket
that could not survive reentry.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 2:32 PM UTC