angels

Priestly Divide

Keeper of the cross Judge me and find me wanting More, for angels have numerous eyes and None of them see the way men do.– I extend my hand From the pulpit Reaching down to you who are Weary and heavy laden Can you save me from this place?– Beast of the circle Hunt meContinue reading “Priestly Divide “

WD 167 “After the Flood”

Prose from the journal of The Guardian Fog. After the Flood In keeping with the terms of our agreement, I arranged for there to be a little accident. I slid out of your recommendations, into the purgatory of the after, a quaking reminiscence of previous pain and punishment, until the gods no longer allowed myContinue reading “WD 167 “After the Flood””

WD 136 “Aphelion”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Aphelion Widen the circle The range of influence, cellular signal Fire, water, earth, wind And the invisible presence A light in a darkness A glass of hot liquid that smells like cinnamon Even roaches die of old age But never the man with the bag SoContinue reading “WD 136 “Aphelion””

WD 92 “Polyphony”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Polyphony Noiseless, I cry out The sound of sunlight, the echo of still air And there are ways for you to hear me, in the motions of mortal bodies, in Two bodies becoming one because One and one can become one That’s part of the gospelContinue reading “WD 92 “Polyphony””

WD 41 “Chain Links”

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,Continue reading “WD 41 “Chain Links””

Weird Dreams 22 “Worth Dying Once or Twice”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Worth Dying Once or Twice Apostate of apostasy, an apostasis The kernels all shriveled in the heat of the reaper’s threshing knife, an apostle of apocalypse And they are, and we were- Dust in the wind All we are is Water and protein, mixed and muddledContinue reading “Weird Dreams 22 “Worth Dying Once or Twice””