Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P4 of 5)

Chapter 4 Candles stood at every table, turning the darkness to a warm dimness and marking that dimness with a score of yellow stars. It was a minor decorative change, but it made a big difference. One of my companions must have spoken to the denizens of this storm sealed cavern, or maybe Sareash hadContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P4 of 5)”

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 161 “Wake”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Wake Betrayed in secrecy  Sanctioned by secretions of sleeping poison in my morning coffee  I log in to the regular reincarnation cycle Birth, labor, waiting, rest, and sleep But the sleep is only mental The automaton continues to strive  Severed from consideration  While God in hisContinue reading “WD 161 “Wake””