Author Paul! Lang

“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!

  • 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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  • WD 47 “Francis”

    A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Francis Sometimes they want to stick their fingers down your Throat, those cyclopean halls. Cry till they let you kiss The feet of the czars on step ladders, and We aren’t even stars – The fire in us is metaphorical but when My chest heaves and…

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  • A verse inscribed in fire and light Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, curse Your red dust, wholeness permeates you Turn me Away, invitingly, Queen of Ants Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything. – I don’t want your car keys (Can’t drive) I don’t…

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  • WD 45 “Gremory”

    A verse inscribed in fire and light Gremory (The Unwise People)  Let him who walks in darkness and has no light trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God. And I could use a hand to hold as I traverse this desert, each grain a lifetime, mine or someone else’s. As…

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  • A verse inscribed in fire and light In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment Oblatum est tributis serviens. Speramus enim placitum est in oculis vestris. I’ve seen into the eye sockets and spirits of a few good men, and I’ve Seen them all ascend to salvation, but I don’t know this new you…

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  • WD 43 “Nicodemus”

    A verse inscribed in fire and light Nicodemus I could tell a sad story that would change your mind about everything, but I don’t want to be that guy, no I don’t want to be that guy. He laid in a cave for three days and three nights Yeah, he laid in a cave for…

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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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  • WD 39 “Arrogance”

    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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