A verse inscribed in fire and light. Knight of Pentacles He is solid matter, and by defying he obeys A solid A steel A drop of water hanging from a faucet, never falling He sits on a bamboo mat, his legs comfortably crossed Woven together. Breathing in and out. And as he sits on theContinue reading “WD 70 “Knight of Pentacles””
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WD 69 “Hell is Money”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth Hell is Money River styx A distraction from the flow of responsibility which Beats against my shattered shores I consider the time I have left The twitching of my fingers and the drum that commands the rhythm of my blood But the damned are all aliveContinue reading “WD 69 “Hell is Money””
WD 68 “Grief”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Grief Prolong my vampiric edge My lifespan, wide as a pin, as long as a road whose end is Smothered in mist -Regard the little people as you would Ghouls and cattle All with varying purposes and different odors Match majesty with majesty Look me inContinue reading “WD 68 “Grief””
WD 67 “Between”
A verse inscribed in fire and light. Between Blue words, whales of thunder, cracks of lightning, daily doses. Drama queens, pregnant moment, edge of glory, taskmaster If there’s a place to lay a head, and foxes have holes I’d like to lay my tricks out on one magicContinue reading “WD 67 “Between””
WD 66 “Twisted Witch”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Twisted Witch Qualified With estrogen and lollipops The wires are crossed The sea of red, bridged by lethal injection My fingers are all knives Heart of avarice, consume you The matron of Snape’s potion class -We were standing in our shadows long before you woke upContinue reading “WD 66 “Twisted Witch””
WD 65 “Water Logged Captain’s Log”
A verse inscribed in fire and light. Water Logged Captain’s Log Water Logged Captain’s Log Theoretically, these words should all work to my advantage, reproving, complimenting, everlastingHave the continents drifted further apart to make way for Atlantis of old? Sinking suicidal clump ofArchaeological junk, never found and never meaning a thing? The meanest means couldContinue reading “WD 65 “Water Logged Captain’s Log””
WD 64 “Nightmare Song”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth Nightmare Song Alas, twice cut The blade of moral extinction A razor of infinite possibility I crane my neck around your shoulder to see the results of the test -You pat my head and tell me it’s okay -My grip tightens, filling white veins with purpleContinue reading “WD 64 “Nightmare Song””
WD 63 “The Situation in an Eggshell”
A verse inscribed in fire and light. The Situation in an Eggshell Gratitude would be a good start, a running jump and a fall Did it break like an egg when it hit the ground? Squirting gray matter that didn’t matter and a yoke with no nutrients? Far from exceeding expectation, I followed a phantomContinue reading “WD 63 “The Situation in an Eggshell””
WD 62 “Nero”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Nero You were born in a crypt Rolled in swaddling willows And you spent the days waiting for the next end But I said “Wait for her” and held your hand, keeping the numbers tallied as we prayed with Our fingers Crossed Wondering whether Revelation orContinue reading “WD 62 “Nero””
WD 61 “Sekhmet III (Dinner with Bast)”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Sekhmet III (Dinner with Bast) My meal is invitation only, and I’m dressed in my best Alabaster skin, tainted by the peel of breaking rocks out the back end of the palace -A cradle The savior of my enemy’s seed bull-rushing down the rapids, turning waterContinue reading “WD 61 “Sekhmet III (Dinner with Bast)””
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