“The beast of the gulch is on the move. It hunts without reason. It kills without eating. Its prey is the sound of a beating heart. Within the shallows of the gulch dwells death.”
Book 9 of The Kingdom’s Disdain is available now!
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Special Effects Chest pain Is a constant A wall between myself and the body There is a chronology that I am separated from as I hover Above the flesh, noncommittal Like a prince who can’t make up his mind You’re falling into the water You’re stumbling
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Two tales of terror from my cold inner shadow- 1 Once upon a time there was a road that went nowhere. It was your life. 2 Once upon a time there was a zombie that came into your house, bit you and turned you into a zombie that bit the next-door-neighbor and their dog, which
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Chain Links Chain linked, tied together, wrapped and knotted in serpentine strands of metal. I saw you crucified in a passive gesture, your bare back pressed against the fence on the hottest day of summer, and the material world left its marks on you, cross hatch,
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Hemlock Kid There is a comorbidity in the stars Crossing the cosmos like The feathers of arrows aimed at heartless echoes of emptiness The dark and the light serve to complement each other’s weaknesses One without eyes Another with hands that can feel but not hold
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A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Arrogance Asteroids come Asteroids go And the planet turns the same way Always a little to the left like a door off its hinges Unhinged from the stable oversoul We are terrestrial Pioneers of a frontier not our own A life and story we did not
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Three tales of terror from my cold inner shadow- 1 Once upon a time there was a DVD that had your name written on it. When I put it in the disc-drive, I saw a video of you, falling off a cliff. I’m mailing it to you. 2 Once upon a time, I came home
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Meaning When to quote/when to begin A sad display of lethargy Crowning, complementarianism I feigned astonished: the refrain of a princess Laid in high regard Naked, as far as intentions go, but expected Late The Lay of Luthien Barren from conception And I proposed my plan
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Release Through Subjugation An Existential Horror Story You didn’t want to obey, you resisted. But you should not resist any humiliation. You should accept the injustice, since Abraxas wants to knead you into people like yeast into flour.” ~Jung’s Soul, The Black Books, Vol. VI, Page 217 The new vessel is you, and you aren’t
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Cryptocurrency A bleeding heart, at the cost of many souls Well shaken, stirred Poured out and running over the banks of the river Tiber Gleefully, I spring from my hiding place and promise you, the world Mine to give, mine to withhold A hallucination of security
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Warning, these stories come from the deep, dark shadow who lives in my subconscious, so beware. They are very very scary. I Once Upon a time, there was a guy who had no fingers. He tried to pick up a comb, but when he tried to look at his hair in the mirror, he realized
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Needles and Nails and Crowns of Thorn An inch to a sliver For whom the bell tolls A splinter of disregard, buried deep below white skin I believe in Christ, but sometimes I don’t know if he believes in me So, I blow on every wish
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