Dig it--
Midnight
Clap-board border town

Myopic cameras zooms in
Like crosshair eye

Skin like weathered saddlebags
A belch of crows overhead
Murderous wing
Tilting and lilting
In random unison
Shifting in a pale
Parched sky

Time passes like horses
Pulling a Black Maria

Dig it--
Midnight
Saloon lights
Sounds of the cathouse
Beautiful thieves
   In attendance

Twelve hours to showdown
"Bring your guns Johnny Boy
There's gonna be trouble
Whole town will be watching "

Rudimentary gunslinger
In a cardboard hotel
Gideon bible
Opened to Mark 5:9

Fast forward

Catacombs
Nursing homes
She rises like curdled sunshine
Ivory ribs rip
   At her side

Outdoor cinema
Pageant of crosswalks
And the commune of sewers
Subway platforms
And infinity of rusty rails

Dig it--
Bangkok bordello
And the stink of ****
***** daydreams
Yellow fever nightmares
Blood dawn ascending
Upon lurid fingers
And the still breeze
Hanging like conjugal sweat

Never to awake
In my own skin again

Only as strong
As the drugs I'm on.

Forgive the night
And it's scattered ashes
It's morbid children casting lots
For the garments of a reluctant martyr
Satyrs and shaman
Sages and madmen
Derelict casinos and broken boulevards

Forgive the the night
Fearless and feral
The moon betrothed to truant stars
That forgot to shine
To unanswered prayers
That forgot to die
Brooding orchids nodding
Towards an ill-fated sky

Forgive the night
It's tapestry of shadows
It's soliloquies of loss and longing
It's conspiracies of silence
It's unrelenting chaos

This is the way of things here.

Of the horns I AM
And of the horns I remain
Slouching across fields
Of **** and ruin
Crouched beneath
The reeling sunwheel
Upon a mephitic breeze
My prayers go out
Like a harvest of rats

Or the rusty rails I AM
And of the rails I remain
Hobo shaman
Black-clad vagabond king
Black marketeer
Of a paradise misbegotten

Of the bottomless pit I AM
And of the pit I remain
My lilting choirs of Armageddon
Sung on lyres strung with flesh and wire
Summoning my ******* children and brute creations
Shat from feculent wombs of excrement
I stand insolently against Gabriel's hollow trumpet
And mock Michael's jaded blade
Soon to be bound in perpetual night
For my assassins are on the wing

I inherit the earth
Upon the bruised backs of the meek

I AM Legion
For I AM many.

She left her flesh
At the foot of the bed
Her carnal virtues laid bare
Her Raven hair
    Her mourning veil
Licking at her pale shoulders
Her sumptuous full moon *******
Watching over her smooth taut abdomen
Her *******
Concealing long- wounded virginity
Her legs , pillars of ivory
Moving in slow sext strut

Dark mistress
Keeper of my silent desires
And exquisite nocturnal corruptions
She bends to my longing
Piercing my lip with her vampire tooth
Her cold, witchy fingers caressing my face
Her darkness reaching out to mine
Her breath smells of cadavers and lust
Her blood-blushed lips
    Stealing my inhibitions
Whispering ******, alchemical allures
Drawing me further into her sensuous shadows

Fair-faced succubus
Trailing a black frock of venereal sins
She falls upon me
Playing out her nightmares
Upon my malleable flesh
Her icy hands moving, searching
Finding what her desire demands

Bare back and free she mounts
Riding us into her endless oblivions
The night is her witness
As I get lost in the violence of her moving

Dropping the reins
She reaches for the sky
A convulsion, a shudder of abandon
She cries out like a howling banshee
As I release my moribund seed
Into her pallid womb

Like morning mist
She evaporates into my daydreams forever.

This is permanent...

Her name carved into my flesh
Nights full of razor blades
And ******* out my lucky stars

Endless hours spent
In spectral dormitories of the soul
Sharing my bed with an unresponsive shadow

Fatal portraits and indecipherable mosaics
Of rusty blood and stale *****
And random hebephrenic blotches adorn the walls

I don't remember doing that(?)

Failure to connect
Server not found
Session has expired

Take these moribund dreams from me
Bury them in the catacombs of my heart
With the rest of the headless children

Then bring me my XL18 portable flamethrower
And my Swiss Army knife
So I can express myself with full poetic license

Have you ever witnessed catharsis
In budding roses of holocaust?

Have you ever seen self-realization
Measured in casualties?

...this **** is permanent.

In this room...

Blistered cardboard walls
And a monotonous bulb
Guttering above me
Like a flickering 60 watt sun
That forgot to shine

Surrounded by the scent
Of stale cigarettes
And the scattered remnants of nightmares

Footsteps outside my door
Disembodied fragments of men
Scurrying down infinite corridors of silence

Leaning out my window
Into the sprawling urban night
The wafting bouquet of garbage
And human decay
The relentless symphony
Of wailing sirens and fractured screams

The ****** on the corner
Pacing her purgatory of sidewalks
With abscent feline grace

I light my last cigarette
Burning my throat and stomach
Blowing smoke rings of oblivion
Toward the stained, unresponsive ceiling

Scrawling desperate verse
To a love in a far distant place
Wondering if she'll ever find me
Amidst this wreckage and ruin

One day they will find me
My silliest pen caught
In a stigmata death grip
With nothing but tattered notebooks
And scattered throwaways
To mark my earthly sojourn.