Trying, very trying

Very hard, I’m trying, very trying; apologies drip from my every pore; unbalanced, I can only clumsily trip over the mystifying vomit of images and words These eulogies for mere existence, I offer from abbey to abattoir, as they paradoxically dam my mind, yet let the rivers run rapid and true My fleeing footfalls disturbContinue reading “Trying, very trying”

Die

The diffident moon, having failed hitherto, betrays her desire through furtive ado She hasn’t the pow’r for arcipluvian light, thus summons to his feet, her tidings this night To live or to not, he wonders aloud, undeceived by the sorrow, an answer he vowed She watches, she beams, as he fingers his fate, prepared toContinue reading “Die”

The horde

Astride a tattered apishamore, the gossamer flesh of perception interflows with her own translucence Harassed by the frenzied sycamores, as they gaure through contempt and dissonance They blindly hurl their calumnies, rendering her angelic glow foredone She bears in this chaos her harmony, smearing just running kohl into war paint Emboldened by the vile loess,Continue reading “The horde”

Objects without a story

Not lionized or accursed, not a source of wisdom or song Objects without a story, unburdened with sentiment; devoid of outward interest, lacking a beginning and charm Pitiable and stagnant, awaiting their decaying epoch, as no roving eyes pause upon them, disabused of desire Resigned to dwine in their shadowed box unbidden They abrade noContinue reading “Objects without a story”

Fellow

Atramental remiges occulting her light, an embrace from the silver-tongued magpie, lone and sorrowful Stelliferous flickerings perturbing her sight, a clench of the eyes, thrust behind the wicked iron constriction Echoes from the bloodnouns surrounding her plight, a subfusc serenade, mesmeric premonitions of her vagary Colubrine ligatures binding her tight, scales of their justice, pressedContinue reading “Fellow”

Heartland

He breaststrokes through the bogland, with a mind, twilight-kissed, thoughts too heavy to keep him adrift So succumbs to algedonic toxicities, of wayward desperate diversions, yea, sly reality perversions Breathing retribution when his face embraces the mire, beclouded, befuddled, malicious memories afire A pyre, now his form, drawn to depths by the quag, his ensuantContinue reading “Heartland”