Missile Silo Silence

air in here, stale a pale fear, clearly of past expression uncertainty my last remaining companion. a fervent calculus upon canvas by proxy, this attention consummates our callous trappings we earn what we learn in scars, a Celtic matrimony to deadly nature exhibition three-fold terror of lesser beginnings have we all become our want insular affirmations contain our containment we, walking in dread burlesque pageantry sup upon marrow, corrosion clenching red flags in armored fist torn by southerly winds I still crave your notice when on all fours hungered by self-hatred unfulfilled aghast and broken by retreat missile silo silence, … Continue reading Missile Silo Silence

mahogany

irreverent telepathy soak my sins in mahogany let us invite the morning turpitude waning, decorous choral indignation suffering, a final note hung in hall of disregard phylogeny of manic regret we can fall no further than now place your pawn be wise, condemn us for you will know our fingers are for aching harmful sensations, this kiss unwanted. but i bleed you with ragged breath swallowing holy water imploring death to come and love me, misogyny.   image courtesy of Pinterest   Continue reading mahogany

make me monster

make me monster, riveted. elliptical seances pull us towards muster all your worth less becomes more at times, we live lower in the highest places, we beseech you come and hold candles wind, winding down this rain will never stop being, cold cadaverous, your word has withered sun-drenched promise little sustenance, on poison substance we beg mercy does not know me hopeless and drenched make me monster I find terror when alone, I feign mercy. Just the same, I feel without…. it’s all fire, anger, fear make me, monster. ravenous in sundown. Lest, you should hope, less. we will find … Continue reading make me monster

OPTSotD-Julien Baker

I’m staying in tonight I won’t stop you from leaving I know that I’m not what you wanted Am I? Wanted someone who I used to be like Now you think I’m not trying I don’t argue, it’s not worth the effort to lie You don’t want to bring it up And I already know how it looks You don’t have to remind me so much How I disappoint you Suggest that I talk to somebody again That knows how to help me get better And till then I should just try not to miss any more Appointments I think … Continue reading OPTSotD-Julien Baker

Come, come no closer

Comes and goes, this human condition in form of song and arrows scatterglass and primrose. Forgotten lessons relearn’ed all fears made soluble saline, and erosion last one to be saved find death in memory live with dying entente trace sacred promises in condensation upon windows and doors faces and floors caught with naught, except misspellings, condemnation a wolf howls pain wolves howl our names wind knows our shame in caricature, above windowpane rain is always cold hear, chanting chittering how do we survive malaise and madness copper burning, obstruction swollen knuckles whiten holding on for, oh dear striving for knives’ … Continue reading Come, come no closer

metal Colors, Titania pt.2

where is your shore, embanked upon escarpment, stand absolved wrapped nine broken toes, embark horseshoe cold, gripped tidal falls call us what? call us home to One who can make everything void (to start again) pulverizing, ponderous, predication go find others to contest your venom grows tepid, little viper wanton weariness, enamored by shining doublet of insecurity porous pride. Deliver us, O Lord, from the whispers of evil minds, for you have heard sounds of our weeping we kneel, supplicant God will answer. none before another linking hands to become Stronghold, embargo Iroquois iris, smack swallow, hallowed bow down before … Continue reading metal Colors, Titania pt.2

metal Colors, Titania pt. 1

I brought pain you carried hurt, in hands cupped spilling out as Pacific rain coastal storms shaking tones sighs turn to groaning grown in a garden of neglect metals, of color uncertain. tales spun by passing bard a place of dull sorrows fretting over tomorrows we follow banners, tattered in a requiem, you will fail me I understand why, so I will pull down the sky creating chaotic, deep shade of blues, drowning I understand why still is this, epiphany stark it is, a cry resonant, a meteoric rise untouchable fear that only true loneliness can hear looking through waters … Continue reading metal Colors, Titania pt. 1

I.II.III.

I. Temper temper temper Speaking 31 flavors Of madness, you stalk me once again Dance in iris tourniquet Titan Breaking through seals Make the deal A Devil sits at my table Progenitor of pale hollow The air in here is casual A callous malice whispers Pressing upon all the dreams Dying in the cracks Of the floor II. There’s a model of your bathroom from the old apartment in my heart where you live. there’s a deal with a Devil on my mind why is negotiation such a grind in this place there’s a Giant at my table talking about … Continue reading I.II.III.

after all fail us

existing in a word kinetic reaction of a soulsearch; follow-up interview leeched through stone fetch me water, boy learn of your elders wipe spittle from my lips that’s disorder, sir Krav maga of difference bring your dead down, low now to the river head down, eyes closed you can feel swelter, festering around wound locale of bindings, bound to feel something other than Pouring circles of salt and charcoal Lost count of your Seleucid era walls of Jericho restored to glory Bitter, sweet are you counting, By the riverbank gather, Making pigments from blood Muddy importance with indigo Dance and … Continue reading after all fail us

none of us

it never was how you know Lord sees your side ways backslapping, fools errand running in whiteout conditioning grace to meet maker’s storybook end. all of it was for naught nothing but pyrite misfire echoes a face unforgivable, forgotten by time falling sand in a glass blown into being by lips of godless song hovering above a happening it felt like something we do not have words for. it never was what you see always what you feel at the center. start a heart, extinguish a breath you have kept secrets. Lord’s mercy don’t mean payment won’t be due. now … Continue reading none of us