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jdmaraccini Jun 2021
Castration of inward vibrations
reverberates through these impetuous echo halls
Catapult cadavers over scrupulous formalities
I choke on every word I hold
Let us baptize our divine ineptitude in a mortar of glorious lore
Most of them are oblivious to the revelation of rushing thunder
Dripping needles, perfidious servitude
teetering on the precipice of war
jdmaraccini Jun 2021
She slices the ribbon of an old tape cassette,
alone she sits perched on the charred remains.
She breathes in slow motion and recites the alphabet,
alone she sits and embraces the inevitable change.
A delicate flower of truth, love, and regret,
a pulsating fountain severs the deepest vein.
Flowing emotions puddle underneath the bed,
alone she sits, she is always alone.
jdmaraccini May 2021
She sits on the bow and dangles her feet,
a rigid cloaked figure looms on the stern.
She runs her hands across the skeletal vessel,
thick mist twists and slivers past her cheek.
A coin-filled cage hangs off the Ferryman's arm
as he pulls an ore through theĀ ominous glow.
A rusty lantern rocks and steadily creeks,
bright green flames lick the Ferryman's robe.
Into the void, into the churning ink
he gently rows across the river of woe
where no one hears her scream.
jdmaraccini Feb 2021
Pluck both wings off a butterfly twin,
toss five bones into a black stone cauldron.
Pull three strings of a skeleton puppet,
draw a white circle around a mandolin.
One burning needle, carve into a coffin,
six long shadows swing the pendulum.
A dagger to the chest, weave the mortal flesh,
pierce the embryo outside the yolk of death.
jdmaraccini Dec 2020
There is a violent madness that hides inside all of us,
some oppress the chaos, others live in denial.
Once in a blood moon, hidden in a dark room,
vibrations of bedlam, a paracosm of two.
For the world that we see through a hidden marquee,
a putrid stream for the mentally ill.
Yet with no hesitation, a dark star pulsating
you plunge into the void then pull me through.
Fret not for each thought gives birth to brilliance
as we stir the cauldron of the sacred brew.
Blood and water, son and daughter,
resilient to the universe we devour and consume.
jdmaraccini Nov 2020
Drafting a manifesto for an autonomous imperial guard,
inquisitor enclaves in a deep neural cognitive march.
A singularity of supremacy, a metaphysical beating heart,
quantum system algorithms weaponizing a dark star.
Ignite self, ingest opposition, implement brain delay,
intelligent machines nestled in the spine of human vertebrae.
Bimolecular neural networks, a new breed of DNA,
in conclusion, a resolution to delete the human race.
jdmaraccini Nov 2020
Degradation instilled within the boundaries of purpose,
miraculous memorization of rapturous thoughts.
Collapsed under shards of fanciful perceptions,
perplexing deterioration vanquish inward foes.
Dreams prolonged reverberate indignation.
I unequivocally capitulate to the exultation of self.
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