Poetry

Sati

Ignore the calm of fire
Weeping around your feet
Come awake me after night
I can greet you again in the sky
Silver trailing into depths only dreamed
Burn for me ashless
Only I stand firm when the rest stampede
Screaming that you bring another day
We can be alone as the stars sleep
Do you know contentment as
I feel your head above my breast
Stay as long as you desire
Satiated gently as I place figs
Softly upon your tongue
Remaining warm as the world grows cold
Slowing until forgotten

Assassin

Come sit by me
Before the crescent light fades
The metal you bring
Sings for my heart

Ananda

Burning acid from the necrid hoar
Skin so tough reliving the past
Languish smothered from beautiful tears
Never wished for more than a brawl
Wrap them tight your spiked phalanges
Splendid display of professional thrashing
Weeping slowly with each embrace
No one more omnipotent than she
Piercing every strand of fear

Twist that, upside down
Make her lash at air
Caged within enthusiastic entropy
Fed on replenishing tails
Her own consumption sates
An ultimate distraction
Triumph without action
Force the trap open
Summarized by your teeth

Atonement

I've slipped inside some ice
I move a little slower now
I could use some company
Careful please
Don't pull my toenails back
Confusion in my frigidity
My tongue's a little swollen now
What animals do you wear?
Hunter in the shallow pool
My eyes can only see white
My wounds are a little normal now
Closer please
Pour on my head your oil

Bakemono

Juicy claws lining eyes that drip
Absorb the moon flow
Neon talismans abominate with their
corporate glow
Manufactured need succeeds in silence
Rebellion curtailed and orchestrated
Siphoned,
Sold

Drilling wells inside of me
Just because they can
They get their energy
Make Winter lust for cold
Run away from all their toys

Nerves engorged everywhere
Dislocated care
Seek the voices to bind them
Amplify to dilute
and never ask

They never hide in their robes, now
that no one bothers to look
Plentiful razing grows
Disturbed by accident
When their machines talk back

Balthazar the Forsaken

Blend of majik and superficiality
Canker
Soar

Suspend not my disbelief
Waiting for one to win
How many others dangle so?
Restrained, enraged, and obtained

Dead hearts
Still burn
Dead wounds
Begin

Forsake your flesh,
Oh mighty Balthazar!

Blood

What
More ache than
The blood already shows
What
More longing than
The blood already knows
But you bleed and bleed and
Nothing grows

Child of Loki

Undulating with curving temptation
Creeping out of your pores your soft libations
Crackling sacrifices screaming in voids
You come, You come
Maw until choking, Engorge
Slink around chained sacred trees
Ash that breeches every sky
Lazily crawling higher
Swallowing all that Wind can give
Sun flees, He panics before your shadows
Dirge for the defeated
Dirge for the death

Divine Displayed

Your hair divides the river
How can you stand to be caged?
I loved you better when each hand held
Archaic weapons crafted from spider tongues

You have named your master to the wind
Will she come to lay eggs inside you?
I loved you better when each petitioner kneeled
Slicing off the hands of the reticent

Flicker Things

Amorphous resurrection they
Sting by swarms
Razed to your eyes hovering
Emboldened by submission stay
Wrapping all light between their jaws
Legions carapaced for gore
Baiting you with their joy

Guolaosi I.

Serene Rage
Silent

Falling

Tear Catcher
Storm Rider
Milking bloody fangs of an ancient mind
Teasing their omens before they're compared
Swords that kill their wielders,
First
Glimpsed from blinking moons

Guolaosi II.

Rolling the red carpet
with their fructose smiles
Time to rip baby teeth from trees
You return like dark matter
Microns passing through the Earth
Cold Spectral Flow
Pink Lightning
Traveling Duality

Engorged ghosts vivisected
Over shrines beneath plastic cairns
Routines roted and replayed
Demonstrating all wills can bend
Survival for the meanest
Praying to colors from abandoned ideals
Synthetic consumption injected
at birth
Consume because we never get along
Consume because we can

Soft delusions vanish when I seek them
No one builds pyramids for me
Flawed cartouche if only made alone
Grab a ragged cape
Grab a stave
Trepidation paced if never straight
Will it feed on moist innards
Locked deep in roaming doors
Why won't they open
When it seems I journey
Fat melting on my head won't cool me
Blasted by winds from fire and clouds
Too many stolen souls within
Why can't I feel their sorrow
Horrible sights have made me bold
Scarabs lead me on
Clutching precious orbs of light
Don't leave them behind to fly
As magnificent your wings seem to be
I'd rather feast on empty sand
I can steal your souls too
Succor by my breath of power
Doomed inside these colored gems around my neck
Silver pales before the spoken word
Slicing into heads better than a swung kopesh
Never awkward
When they come from me
Dissolving bitter stars
Vanished

Loki

Let me spread my infection
Into legions of ravenous sores
Curse me later when I’ve run my course
You’ve never felt my venom before
I can fill both eyes before they peel
Dancing before the ghosts that shun the light
Deeper than cysts cringing for blades
Where will you drain my sister
When there’s plenty more
Engorged from screaming
Wicked for the dowsing
Boundaries mangled with firm intention
Enjoy each plummeting defeat with your worn out smile
Receptive beyond your dreams
Forever reaching me

Manichaean

Joshua, I envy you
The sun belayed for a small genocide
Could it freeze for desire
Each time they all wane like moons
Hiding their poisoned tongues
Unleashed at my eventual banality
New flaws devised I long for
To test my spirit
Chalice of sunlight cleaved high
Atop an alabaster pillar
Would I absorb its wonder
Held fast and empty
Until I blind with delight
Let me not consider the opposite

Minerva

Safe inside Mother's jaws
Womb of teeth

Gnashed while grinning
What did you lose

Salty fears creep within
Again
Again

Roll some quarters
Hope for more
Mined with boils
Lair of the weak

Beakless poultry without cooperation
Bolted to the hoar

Time to chew your foot off

Oberon

Choirs of frogs
Chortling in the slimy glow
Danger crawls along their legs
Laughter thaws along the ground
Druidhs assembling through the fog,
Try to breach the twilight realm
Singing stones and bawdy brooks,
Tickling twigs and merry mushrooms,
Carnivorous caves and perilous periwinkles
A blend of chaos and smelted wonder might yield
Bending blades to humble fanaticism and the
Horrors of Christian Rule

Stagnation
Industry
Uniformity
Boundaries
Medicine
Secrecy
Apathy
Overpopulation
Wealth

Genocide

Oshun

Iron machete tied with scarlet
Saves my skull
Breathing the sun in my eyes
Moving restlessly molten
Electric man can taste within
Ragna Rok without revolution
Unveil that we have gifts
Unveil that we adapt
Unveil that we need injury
Reconcile the feeding light and shade
Reconcile the wasp and wind chimes
See the severing in mid-air

Sakyamuni

My hands are bubbling
Climbing the wall
Cylindrical ascent
I never bend

Mental spiral
Chords of gray
Chrysalis breached to the core
I comprehend

Salamander stare
Reaction in inaction
Reaching for the portals
I never end

Skinny eyes
Ritual entertaining
Revolve into one
I start to blend

Stone Carved Gargoyles

Gargoyles in an empty house
Spitting blood
No one prays
Sacrilegious demons
Adorn the holy places
No one stays
The shuffled walk of stone
Perilous rooftop games
No one plays

Silent cathedrals around us grow
Hollowed out they weep no more
Undefended castles with their open gates
Valiant halls have ceased their song
Vines grow long and sickened
A thousand maws turned black

Under Stone

I think upon the death of God and grin
I feel the salty tickle
Keep me from the hungry light
I walk among the ants

Give me the sting of glass
I have sculptor's hands
I wrap my wounds in silk

My head peels slowly
Under stone

Festooned with honey
I give birth
To worms

Red silhouette
Strip his skin
A march of doom
Parades, Parades
Nuclear circuses
Justified by the press
Pressed on and on
The smell of mustard
Fills their lungs with blood
Stammered salutes
Thank God for death

Luck is found in crimson ash
Reincarnated into a fool

Wyrm Wood

Piece of Christ
Father saw the bone
What happens now
A very septic tone
Dragon on the wind
Melting leashes of the soil
Cleansing gods of their divinity