THE BEAST I BECOME IS ACTIVATED, FULLY AWAKENED BLINDED, AND HOPELESSLY INUNDATED BY THE JUICE OF THE FRUIT THAT IS HANGING LOW BETWEEN HER SHAKING LIMBS… AS MY WINGS FOLD, AS MY HALO DIMS.
Wild Roach Sliding behind A hanging photo frame. I’m hard to track. Harder to catch. Silverfish creepin’ In the greasy creases, You can’t get your hands on me. But why would you want to? I’m nasty as Hell.
Let it collect. Build up, Fill up All the Empty memories You have of me. With dust. I would never want to be remembered If it means Living within Your deluded perception. Rather be like a cloud. Drift away In peace. Dust Cloud drifting in peace.
You did not look Into the window Because you feared What you hoped to see; That endless wonder In any frivolous form Should be waiting, behind closed doors With their modern locks, Behind eyes twisted tighter still. Your tired legs, upon the millionth mile Forbade you to fantasize… For the comforts you know Are forever […]
From the High Tower Of my Great Sand Castle, I see you struggling… You fight the waves, You are stuck at the surface… Listen. The Bell we ring To make the Swallow sing Is the same secret I’m compelled to tell; How my baby’s Pearl Can only form In the cradled Concha, Beneath waters so […]
Will it move you if I illustrate? Will it reach you if I pray? Can I speak straight to your soul, and convince your heart to stay? Maybe get into your head and plant a little seed, water it each day, and raise it up into a tree. Apples, peaches, avocados and grapes, the land […]
Now is the time The fair folk love most; When we convene To commune with Nature’s ghost. As the leaves do here bleed In their sanguine array, Mama taught me that this is rebirth Of the Verdant Earth… Bless the age.