The Darkness That I Transcend (a poem)

What is this beast that rises from the sludge?
My friend thinks it’s quite amazing
It’s obvious that I have misjudged
The beast’s insatiable cravings

It has swallowed my family whole
In one terrifying gulp
Now it will not let up control
Our insanity is the result

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The Pain of Living (a poem)

My skull is packed with worms
They slither and they squirm
But let’s be serious now
Let’s scamper in the streets and prowl

When the machines fell from the sky
I got a burning sensation in my eyes
The satellites crashed through our roof
And the pain of living was quite acute

The preacher told me God was dead
He’d supervised the killing himself
Then he stood up and declared
He was moving to a different realm

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The Things that God Allows (a poem)

Religion is a system of cruelty
And the priests are the executioners
The church can no longer fool me
Of the terrible abuse that occurs

Let’s go beyond good and evil
Into the gray mist of the unknown
Leaving behind the crosses and medieval morality
That have provided comfort for so long

This priest towers over me; a blazing fury in his eyes
He foams at the mouth and tells me
He’s the Devil in disguise

Trust me, I do believe him – in the darkness of the confessional
His tales of deceit are utterly credible
And his wizened face is ancient and contemptible

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Hauntings in the Dawn (a poem)

Ghosts in this house make no sound
They are only around to watch
Flashing images of my mind
And extract memories from times
I dwell in forsaken chambers

They belabor the process of death
Let’s get it over with, we say,
Let’s kill these emotions during
The bright light of the day –
Instead of waiting for fire-soaked
Nights under harvest moons
And pastures of bitter gloom

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Long, Strange Decay (Poetry Reading)

Like I mentioned in an earlier post, I’ve been playing around on Instagram lately and having fun with it. I recently made a video of a reading of one of my recent poems that I wanted to share!

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Secluded Hell (graphic art)

Here’s a piece of graphic art I created for a recent poem “Secluded Hell.”

I’ve been playing around on Instagram lately and making these little graphics and, I must admit, it’s fun! It’s the sort of mindless activity that’s very soothing to me – kind of like art therapy. Plus, I’m having fun creating the different designs for poems, quotes, and other short pieces of text.

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Red Eyes (a poem)

Cemeteries only frighten me in daytime
When gravediggers drop fresh corpses
Below the dirt, with the worms

The gravediggers are you and I
We’ve been doing this all day
In sticky summer heat
Sweat dripping into red eyes

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Ash-Heaps of Anguish (a poem)

Self-doubt devours us,
uncertainties and distrust
of primeval dogmas that
failed us wretchedly

charlatan gurus claim
to cure me of fragility,
but steal my virtue,
leave me trembling in
hollow ghettos

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Long, Strange Decay (a poem)

Dead poets hang
from shrunken trees:
ring-a-ring-a-roses,
a pocket full of posies
,

singing dead songs,
lyrical flames ignite
numb corpses

Obsolete language from
skull faces, pensive troubadours:
satchels with free verse,
in a universe
devoid of logic

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