Category Archives: Poetry

Sapience forms a caustic puddle, the portal of life secretes she’s  majestic, blue-skinned paragon, occult magus and gameteat will she animates the dead for Saturnalia genital worshiptongues salivate, putrid neophytes grovel before the dentata eviscerated nippers, newborn skin tanned, embroidered into attirewargasms disembowel armies in fervent vehemence, Elysian purifier A sapphic nymph submits, Beguiled by devi sorceryThe houriContinue reading “Houri and the Magus”

basking in yellow lightfalsetto of insectsbehind my eyes a vexed stormshallow breathes, exhilerated her neck was pleasant but no longer worksthe moon misled me to think it was maple syruptime to let nature clean my messmaggots expunge the calamity

On a cracked stoop, a pile of children’s shoes There’s a pint of ash, love deformed Situated, very still in that stone well Jesus glows in the musty hallway I’ll dig ‘til I smell sulfur Anguished I slip the mundane Rather I be another dead kid?

consequential are regretsnights are inevitable exist to chase dreamsvapid gawk and illscourge of the blood streambreath through a bank bill another marionetteennui brings my cognizace

without construct how can we map this brittle shell encompases a sterile yolkour shadows are swallowedI didn’t realized the vacuum could be so white drowning in static seepage, shall we divide this cancer?does this not illustrate Golgotha’s allure?just another misfire, deep cerebral explosionsthis old hound got a hammer and anvil death, much like myself, is a laborer of circumstancefat tyrants wine, toastingContinue reading “Mechanical”

There’s a place in my head where I hate going, back to the yelling and violence, daily anxieties A buck fifty is a cut across the face gang members give, one time a Blood tried to give a man one and wound up cutting his throat So much blood saturated that white tee Fecal smearedContinue reading “To That Place”

Three days awake with people that I can’t stand, nonsensical conversations, wild conspiracies Then there’s sex Roll a bowl and inhale that tweak You’ll find yourself, your true sexual awakening Clear is all rambling and fucking I once snorted a line off this woman’s ass on a mattress in her dirty NC trailer I meanContinue reading “Glamorous Meth”

I get this fire burning in my brain There’s a sudden slip Dancing between deification and excrement I frolic throughout the entire fucking spectrum Endless regrets which at the time I’m rage blind to, no mercy, teeth flashing Transformed into this demented ghoul Immolating bridges and burying loved ones Then I’m falling a million flightsContinue reading “Manic Collapse”

the routine violence that I lived still sneaks up on me visions of cut throats, shanks, and crude beatings it’s efficiently packed, yet it consistently resurfaces ripping me from the now and into the void atmospheres shouldn’t be this confined, or tense it deteriorates, the wellbeing of mind and body fecal covered loons howl atContinue reading “The Old Prison Worker”

a sucking vortex of clips looped and spinning gushing across the cerebral terrain halt the lights have dimmed, it is bleak here all around me are the voices of people some I recognize, others I promise never to face “you’re better off dead.” “you’re nothing, a fucking loser.” “You’re better off dead.” suddenly, from withinContinue reading “The Schizoaffective Writer”