No Going Back (a poem)

Hunger burn fire
Lightning in my soul
A time for dying and living
Crush the skull of the skeleton
Grind it into blood wounds
And be born again, in darkness
Time frozen in the universe’s belly
Insects descend upon the castles
Feast on corpse-lovers and decay-queens
Let me have this final chance to say
That there’s no going back

Maze Filled with Flowers (a poem)

A maze filled with flowers
They wither in my hands
I weep to pass the hours
Only the diseased understand
I’m lost, can’t be found
Wandering the maze forever
I come to the tall mound
At the maze’s exact center
The cyclops eye stares
The giant beast awakens
His growling fills my ears
With the suffering of nations

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