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Celestial

Seek and you shall find me Gray and half chewed by rabbits teeth Laid in a cradle of dust But I would not wish that upon you Nor even your capture A frame of cracked bones, chattering Teeth and a hand squeezed tight like a grenade Will you, Robin and Sparrow, whisper Secrets into myContinue reading “Celestial”

WD 198 “Blameless Effigy”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Blameless Effigy I came to be A presence defined by that which was absent Coagulated blood in a drying nervous system To keep the brain impulses from running free and rising Beyond station As I cross the threshold you see A mirrored image of her SmilingContinue reading “WD 198 “Blameless Effigy””

WD 194 “Reasons to Forget”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Reasons to Forget A snapshot taken without express permission with Hints of autumn weather I saw it deplete you in the worst way Dragging downward toward the recycle bin But I’ve known how to climb back out Ad nauseam Like a dream that can’t stop beingContinue reading “WD 194 “Reasons to Forget””

WD 190 “He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit We never stop growing Or dying As the train comes in to the station of cyclical undoing Redoing I want to lay down roots Wrap and entangle you in a kingdom of green fiber Phylum, genus, species Forever aContinue reading “WD 190 “He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit””

WD 182 “Things Come to Pass”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Things Come to Pass I suppose I deserve some contraction Meddling with old metals, locks and lockets Smearing my liquid thoughts like paint across your dashboard Sunlight to sun-dip (But it rises again so quickly, and the dark barely has time) To win you over toContinue reading “WD 182 “Things Come to Pass””

WD 170 “Desert Hermit”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Desert Hermit I bit the tail of the beast of burden Prescribed a sedative to keep him from falling into agony And there was no road ahead that I could use to follow But a trail of scattered locust skins -John the Baptizer The astrologers allContinue reading “WD 170 “Desert Hermit””

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 155 “Frozen Flowers III”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers III I tried everything to fix The tether that connected our worlds but These dreams of winter never began to thaw The sun hides from you, like anyone who has been Invited, engaged, forgotten Lost to your distance I can’t drive all that wayContinue reading “WD 155 “Frozen Flowers III””

WD 154 “Frozen Flowers II”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers II I came to know A deep sense of longing The sensations of a stray walking the cold sidewalk Hunting for food But there was never any lack of resource No locked up larter Simply a mind that could not fathom Generosity of beingContinue reading “WD 154 “Frozen Flowers II””

WD 119 “Beginning of Endings”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Beginning of Endings When we fall We fall without a word Asteroids dropping white flecks of paints on the blacktop sky A crematorium that scales beyond the weight of a thousand mortal bodies Because things change and they change quickly The Dinosaurs and the titans knewContinue reading “WD 119 “Beginning of Endings””