The cloth thoughfully

woven, clung to His back.

Olives stirred in the air.

He collapsed over & again--

in Gathsmene.

The sound of serpents were

his graceful apparel, the

sound of serpents were his

graceful apparel.

A living-nightmare wore

Roman garb, a living-nightmare

wore Roman garb.

Perfect peace spit out nails,

& burnt a shroud.

We're too pivotal, if sin

is a dark spot.

He'd lick it clean, that

it may shine.

Amber pain--stripped

****.

Commander of many

kinds.

Lazarus has risen

from Jerusalem, ripped

of bandage.

Not once squinting.

Lazarus has risen.

Shofars trumpet!!!

Judas sways no more,

Abah has parted the

crowd.

Multitudes need not

fish.

Abah has parted the

crowd.

The untangling distain

of faith.

The message was never

mixed, we walked in on: 8.

An entire spring pressed

flowers, the mind potted

them.

Despoiled cloud cover, in

want to roam.

Clumps of meat hang

from cheekbones--

kissed twice.

While a fledgling tree

bellows on a lonely

sidewalk, freshly planted

a season ago.

He will always love Her.

He will, always...

Basic goodness is not

edgy, it's to go wild when

someone falls.

With an impact that runs

up & down the staircase

of their spine.

Leaving it all behind, in

that instant.

Grab them, & raise them

higher than their height.

A shepherd whistles without

sound, with his arms

mashed into his sacrum.

Lambs caught in a light rain,

worry-beads of sun upon them.

The entire earth became

a chained fence, in his

gut.

We're already gone...

hasten back to him.

He rejoins hills for fun.

Cravings are empty.

This subzero devotional.

Florescent flashes--

embraces in a mental

ward.

Security clearances--

reinforcement signed

away.

Compassion should

come easy.

The enemy is inmost

opposition, believing

a lie enough to desecrate

what brought him into

existence.

The schemas of bridges

shake with unblinking

angels.

Sunday plans spreading

across the sky.

Sawdust in a desert,

rising up to oceanic

proportions.

When a demon

feeds off of you,

your insides go

very bad.

They coalesce

off that.

The consumption

of food, means

something different

to them.

As they try to balance

precious diamonds

on their palpitations.

A golden-slipped branch

dips its elbow, in living water.

On a grey day--with clockwork

charm, settling down.

Strengthing the resistance to

faint, with the reality that--

this is Now.

Shatan, potent vermin--

sideways.

You were a studious

little boy, that never

fell in love.

Apples rotted in your

lunchbox, as you hammered

away a generating tongue.

Shatan, your reign is over.

Count your blessings with a

single claw.

It's in the crescent

crickets want to form,

dry on branches.

It's in the crescent

crickets want to form,

dry on branches.

It's in the crescent

crickets want to form.

A mouthful of mud,

can't negotiate.

Wring the white of

eyes, no need of

protection.

Subsume the erected,

a lion doesn't need

claws to trammel

pyey-less..prey.

Sand ***** are the

nutshells of the ocean.

Barbwire waves,

in legion.

Dens of thieves, roar

with flipped over tables.

Small change, small change.

Our sky is the warmest blanket.

There's no need to utilize

imagination, yet I ask:

'Could you, would you

deign--to banish the other

side of yourself in human

form?'

I apologize gentle reader,

hell is hard at work.

I apologize gentle reader,

hell is hard at work.

Putridly at fullmast,

spilling buckets of black

paint.

Upon torches of leaves,

acting is if they encountered

Autumn for the first time.

Thank You

for your brilliant

service Eliot 💜

Animals despise reflection,

of due course.

Guarding against what's had--

utopia of: steak.

Living with ourselves,  may or

may not be, a life-sentence.

May a lake go

stiller than can be

withstood, of a sudden--

in the lenghtiest forest.

Refresh.

Narcissm is good behavior

for worship.

Splendour's only affiliation,

is with the sound

that pops ears.

So honey can commiserate.

Commit your name,

until the ******* runs

out.

Supplicating without

hands, no birds will

scatter.

Just a black hole in a

vanity mirror.

Stand-down your flies,

piteous coward.

Keep standing in the way

of a bond, filthy wretch.

Deny beautiful people--

pick the fur of your diaper.

In Jesus Christ's name.

An iris parts

like a chariot

without horses.

Pointedly.

He done love your evilest

eye.

You really think freedom is

broken--he begs to differ.

See straight into alleys blind

with dust, surmise.

Now, when you come around

to your center--go straight.

Directions are indeed handy.

A wise one once said: it's okay

to talk to yourself, as long as you

don't answer yourself.

This house of wear

has shrunk, to where

it cannot be found.

The hard raffle of

courage, is a bone

that even a dog can't

make heads or tails of.

Disfugurement is the most

awful premise.

The candle at his side--

knows no fool's gold.

It runs up his side, day &

night--night & day.

Settling upon.

Abandon oversweeps

stones, that nudge the

ground.

Cruelty is made, not born.

Sincere is the heart that's

sincere.

Approached by a despicable

valley.

Sincere is the heart that's

sincere, unshakable.

If only,

harsh industrial

chemicals could

cleanse a bathroom--

at the appointed

hour.

If only.

A liar's armada

falls off a plank,

into zeniths of

salt.

Swollen tributaries,

clamping reflection.

Backwater warnings

rumple the locks of

flame.

Ember ahead of ash.

January-belly, conscripted.

Engaged blood, disengaged

blood.

Warming smiles, while a

transfiguring hound jumps

the fence.

Which?

This latent bomb of

Light, will bring forth

without repetition.

Anchors have never

hit an ocean floor.

Depth is as anarchous

as a puddle.

Clearings have come across.

Eyes hold one another, despite

the partition of a nose.

We're not forsaken.

Simple & plain.

How many countries does it

take to get Home?

It's no longer enough

to passively witness

ugliness.

Let preachers dwarf

one another.

By whatsoever

wriggling root--the

response to hurt is

the charge.

Brusque scratches of gravel,

the plum of midnight--

leering.

At expired ways--typecast

companionship.

Stopping abruptly.

The wilderness climbs,

stars are joyously frozen stiff--

they've a lot to say.

Is it possible to behold one,

when no one is looking?

I should think not.

The wilderness climbs,

positing the feeling of

forgotten keys.

Current aftermath--surveying

thought.

It has become far too easy to

escape from what we no longer

seem to be held in.

Which's to say, prayers are gratis.

A betokened rain, threading unmarked

pavement.

Nominal witnesses, in fine silver.

Memory before fog, fog before memory.

Lighthouse headlights pulling a turn

over.

A nest of ravens on a tilting landline.

Fog before memory...the composite

sketch of purple.

Graduations of solitude, unnerved by

the continuous wait.

Gigantic chests pounding away.

Caws of mockery, fed with the chills of

a presence in one's home.

Knock.

No answer.

Knock, no answer.

Knock.

The lot of ye tilt landlines.

Digestive systems manipulate

principalities, turds as such.

Unable to ever sit right.

Good people will stamp your

stain, without rubbing.

Remember, corners are seven

clicks to a wall.

Gentlemen allow time for

consideration--you're thru

with exits.

Sit right.

He tantrums at our back,

deservent of no

commandment.

Cowardice without level.

The perspiration of riches

in a hole, after the fact.

Jealousy licking its lips off.

Our Nazarene was no rumour.

There's a windowpane,

that's still setting.

Watching a horse

from an abandoned

cabin.

Traverse.

Many heights hence.

The rot-yaw of confounded

mouths, depreciate space.

Spiders weave dresses over

them.

As octaves speed a Grand piano

down  favored hills.

Lies are notorious, in attic rooms.