come now, a little closer
so that I may judge you limb by limb
spiders cocoon beneath the layers of the epidermis
ruddy roaches crawl out of the moth-worn crevices
bits of newspaper to block the sunlight
torn pieces of screen protect my eardrums from the burrowing (insects)
see the carpet in distress (indefinitely)
rusty water pipes, the brown water
the chemicals coagulate

i leave a candle lit at eventide
a layer of thin plastic buries the corners
a crooked flame warms the black hands
the lost art of phrenology; as a plastic soul erupts and drips as wax
soul burns like a stubborn paperclip-plastic errodes and bites the silence
tiny crystalline structures on the surface
atrophy of the thought processes


teeth come jarring down on the pavement
a phantom fist pierces the flesh
the brain separates the physical from the mental
emotional bruises return in the same hollow spaces
familiarize yourself with the bold truth
self-will binds to the adversary of pain
exaggerated waves of destiny crash and form cresting white waves
opposing pressures align at the base of the spine
the practice of regarding the smooth places

(Down in the dirt
   Down in the Earth
    Drown in the Earth
      Another six feet South)

huddled black clouds cleave to agonizing stormy skies

brutal lightning strikes hypnotizing
angry skies again (rebirth of the locust)

a paralytic agent of chaos comes in the way of raindrops

a wall of vultures rise, murmurations, the aerial dynamics of the animal psyche

wicked, the wayward tongue, that seeks aspiration, o the dark of mankind

wicked, the wayward tongue, that craves the bite of the crashing down

exuding shadows and pale innocence, the solitary moon has hung Her brow

desolate eyes of a starry doe resound, like one thousand grains of sand on porcelaine

the universal eye flutters
monumental reset is in order
man the controls, devils at the helm
we are made of matter
finite atoms cyclone around us
centrifuge, a revolver of Truth
pressed against the temple
resounding laughter vilified
volumes of unspoken folly
pivot the paradigm of paranoia
anxious disarray, nervous disposition

the machine turns on again
soul sucker, soul crusher
his lips were a bruised wound
a purple cacophony ascends
a mess of wires stretch...
the length of the mechanical arms extends
my panoramic image within the circuit

the colour of Fear from dark red to blue
clenched teeth chatter within
discordant labyrinth of dislocated vessels
adamantly seeking sadistic ploys
silently screaming in a bucket of wild abandoned
balance of sanity lies on the edge of the needle

see Her ringed finger mark your Tarot
spinster of the ancient arts- of alchemy

mystic moon, where art thou this eve?
seas of open space cast down the spires

my trippie hippie, gallows of purgatory await for this impish, mischievous game you play

neo-pagan divination, she conjures through the ethereal to the metaphysical

solar system of limitless neutrons
link my will, my soul, my mind to this delightful imaginarium

blackened mirror divine me an eternal wager
to ignite the passage through the veil of ether to reach the otherside (vapors child)

raven claws of convoluted desires pull me deeper
a burning gullet of fire, ethanol's dark, bidding wish

the solitary art of bending light, slowly- as helions, as cherubim, equally fade out

slowly the water ripples & bubbles
cool seance hands open medium's gates slowly

a cruel ballast of Hope hangs upon the raving skeleton breeze
frigid the Spirit that awakes in the Hollow from aeons of scrying

folded, Her woven world of the galaxies she evades, this of eventide mystery breeds

she behests the dark & the vision of light she illustrates by starlight of one thousand dancing sands

at midnight's door about to cross the threshold
upon this witching hour, the mind's eye opens by star-swollen passageways

Cellophane appendages bend & break
Languid-the pure taste of prison bar rust
Hot face on the cold slab kitchen floor
Watching abstinence kiss me with ill memories

Drowning without the facade of hope
Bald mornings kiss me with the hate
The razor keeps on slicing closer to the edge
Persistent thirst -youre the everlasting damnation

psychedelic flowers are always in bloom
a butterfly effect of plausible outcomes
i seek the surrealism, romancing the stars suits me
causation of reality, i seek the realm of truth
locked inside a magick mirror gaze
with the devil
sanguine emotions, to wither or to birth?
satin buttons & velveteen embraces
a child's plaything loved to pieces
tattered & torn but in their eyes, eternal

by fire, the great demon of desolation comes into focus
dredging horrors that sour the stomach

the universal sensation of nausea rises
Fear climbs in through the minds back door

an army of crooked teeth align the path
a sinister tongue lashes with sulfur breath & smells of spiritual carnage

sleep paralysis of the human will
Oh God shaking and starting to doubt self consciousness