Corvid

The corvid whispered his secrets feared, piercing his flesh with nail; he tried to scream, but could only hear, the corvid’s wicked wail They’re watching you, he knew it true, because the corvid said it so She pecked and poked for the writhing worm, buried in memory’s grume; he could not flee or fight orContinue reading “Corvid”

The march

One beside himself;hand over fist, disgorging the shrapnelto bestrew his perditious path He tries in vane to tamethe memory-go-round;the golden ring long begone, yet his mind it shackles still There’s infinity in every footfall,of his never-ending journey;timelessness preempts salvation, with a deafness of damnable knells The solemn march of a good soldier,forging into the beknownstContinue reading “The march”

Broken Does as Broken Is

Watching noir in the cracked rearview / petrol pools beneath moonlit dew A fire’s rage berates his prayer / too late to save, too lost to care Carnage lies in forward cast eyes / ever drawn whither madness cries Afraid to live, but scared to death / a swell of questions, yet naught to quetheContinue reading “Broken Does as Broken Is”

Blooderfly eyry

Palms to the sky, he questions and suffers ex animo; his ullage ever deepening, as cerise streaks escape his stretch, assoiling torturous trespasses Disdainful dissatisfaction flutters from the alabaster perches, offering a brilliant contrast to the cerulean above and cimmerian within A blooderfly eyry where he stands, while he withers, sins taking flight from grievingContinue reading “Blooderfly eyry”