A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Brush I (The Silent Sound of the World Turning) You brush my cheek with the side of your hand And there is an ocean of diamonds spinning in your watery eyes -I am Bereft of speech Overflowing with choice -And A word- Logos, ethos, pathos infinitumContinue reading “Weird Dreams 25 “The Silent Sound of the World Turning””
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Weird Dreams 24 “So Always to the Wise”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth So Always to the Wise Scorned by association Asphyxiation by way of the lover’s fangs Paints a steamy picture, and makes the mona-lisa whole, sans one throat, an idea of a man, and the blessings they take away from those who transgress against Urizen. I wasContinue reading “Weird Dreams 24 “So Always to the Wise””
Weird Dreams 23 “Life As Autopsy”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Life As Autopsy Your scalpel slides across my chest Opening -a conversation of matter and antimatter Inside I am, brimming with reasons to live, a pulse, gallons of blood and A head full of terrible ideas Glistening like new wine in old wineskins, I flow- aContinue reading “Weird Dreams 23 “Life As Autopsy””
Weird Dreams 21 “Eye of Ra”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Eye of Ra Frolic in the garden, little one For there are beasts about, and The heart that beats with blood contains liquids that predate the common era, flowing into the uncommon, the strange, abstract forms of primordial abuse And there have always been parents SlitheringContinue reading “Weird Dreams 21 “Eye of Ra””
Weird Dreams 20 “Among the Heathens”
(Content warning: Strong language) A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Among the Heathens And I became Like a vapor to you So illusive, noxious like the Darkness of night, quivering across moonlight arrows God save me God damn her But the lust continues, even into the winter, in every point of theContinue reading “Weird Dreams 20 “Among the Heathens””
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