February |
These wellsprings balance so precariously,unending under the surface, dissipatinglike mists that seep through auras...Tangible, intangible, the softened edgeswear to tattered remains. In turn, we haun...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Mar 2010 22:00:00 GMT |
Orphans |
Scrawny wolves, and you, amidstthe gloom there, in the trees, stand black and dim. We won't survive for long, swaying in unison beneath snowy crests, unseen. What we know is bone,tender meat for the c...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:01:00 GMT |
Fragments |
A push towards dawn, the lighta burn, engrained indeliblyupon sunken facesmine,yours, the worldsthat wail againstbattered climates.Unshoulder yourselfshell of a spirit, gossamer imprintthere are n...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Mar 2009 20:54:00 GMT |
Smile |
To peer into the heart
of a devil
is to see yourself.
This blackened light
of mine, this blotted
shine, weighs heavily
on hollow bones.
Mirrors within me,
without, an endless
fucking between lig...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 19:07:00 GMT |
Vitality |
The hot choking of an August day pours
itself through my skin, seeping, makes my eyes
water ceaselessly, like the world, rudely,
belched smoke at them as soon as I
walked out t...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 17:06:00 GMT |
Oatland Island |
On these creaking boards, shadows
fall between the lapping of waves
and the whisper of marsh grass. Cries
from aboveseagullscrisscross
dappled sunlight that falls on my face,
from in between oak lea...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 20:56:00 GMT |
Lymphosarcoma |
I'll grow, unchecked, into a nightmare
made flesh, plodding relentlessly,
eating and eating and eating
through atoms and cells,
with a blind crush of hunger
devouring
her mournful brown eyes,
her tau...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 22:15:00 GMT |
Four Walls |
These four walls die ions at a time
as your hand crushes, unsensing.
Terror groans through pale lips;
blood shakes to its very atoms:
the screw triumphs. My spine
loves the torture you inflict, ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 21:24:00 GMT |
The Golem |
I dream, I color black the midday sun. With barren eyesI honor darkness, death the deceiver. Open to the cosmic sea, I sail.Soiled, my hands bleedthe light of ancient spheres,swallowed into nothi...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 19:48:00 GMT |
Shift, Divide |
On outer edges,
the synchronous flow,
the ebb, a circle
perfect, pulses.
Amiss, waves burn
in uniform cycles,
strokes to cleave
the universe.
Above the hush,
the curvature divine
bends ...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 22:00:00 GMT |
