Dirge

Inward dirge, humility’s mile…
Mantric disdain, recalibrated
for insanity, a congeries of bone
and flesh where then hatred

dwells; Cords of frazil – twisted
ruby liquorice – taut, icy ribbons
transporting choler; Systolic
tensions reverberate in echoic

pizzicato, timed percussions for
this soul’s requiem in æternum;
Quiescent imprecations chivying
volatile verses into concussive

choruses; A self-mutilated mind,
cauterized by vajra, tends toward
transposition & discombobulation,
misplacing threnodies amongst the

keening notes; Pages upon pages
of tablature obfuscating wide,
vanilla eyes, as pupils weaponize
soporific songs into mental torpor;

Serenaded by a reflective elegy, an
amalgam of evidential awareness
and ebon conclusions, he’s reduced
to ashes, dispersed by lamentous om

Published by a.d.matthias

11 thoughts on “Dirge”

nicely written, felt it as I read

refract reality says:

June 13, 2018 at 3:17 pm

Thanks (:

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1. Mws R says:
  
  June 13, 2018 at 3:17 pm
  
  ❤
  
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i’d like to say “show off” in the kind of complimentary / teasing way i make compliments

refract reality says:

June 13, 2018 at 3:49 pm

Go ahead then. And I’d like to say, “is a bird showing off when it flies?” as a teasing complementary response

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1. clouded_thinking says:
  
  June 13, 2018 at 4:24 pm
  
  lol i see what you did there. with compliments.
  
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