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Obscured By spattered constellations In the boldest hues I keep Through the arc of fear Nothing true takes form In their glittering span And placid, heartless display Nothing whole transpires From the ether I’ve forged in hate In the clutches of panic’s Foul whim Obscured As the world Passes on with ease Unknowing and full…
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Coddled inside The cold grey mist Conflict twined Ensnaring, my better half Reduced To a drained And grief-laden stagger I gathered a world Of scalding, pitiless glances Indisposed Dreary and silent I lingered in deep decay Confined Beneath, the tussling Matter of kin Indisposed In the folds of weariness Our hateful lot Was the cost…
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I could not be bothered From atop This opulent refuge Among the great spires In a wavering solace Far, from torment’s Daily plume I could not be bothered In their primal embrace Where former ills All trailed away, forgotten Far gone in awe I swiftly recovered In the twines Of nature’s boundless fury Beyond the…
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Who was I to speak boldly Of a world I had hardly known? Brimmed With the insufferable gall In swollen scholars Adorned With feign understanding Who was I to sing The worldly anthems I reserved only for dreams? To lament In the hold of clean garbs Unburdened by squalor By the hunger that gnaws At…
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Timely satisfaction Deludes, my hateful Stream of faults Coddling My softly withering Wavering Bundle of hopes The dear reveries I bear in distress Swell in might In want To cleave and conquer Fulfilled I am bound To sow my own My abundant Pastures of green Where satisfaction Ascends To its full bloom of triumph Giving…
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For all of the terrible poetry I’ve dispensed as of late. I am the absolute worst.
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My pulse grows reckless The further I delve Into this padded Ivory lair For the promise That faithfully lingers At the sudden close Of each homeward Voyaging trail Where hysteria Blooms From sown dismay In these minced hills of flesh In the span Of skin, muscle, and marrow Worn thin Too frail for coddling As…
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Bygone friendship Was joyfully aflame In the aft Of voyaging dreams As we parted ways With frightening ease Adrift For our lonely Fragments of dawn Kinship waned With its parting song Engulfed, in its hardly Somber farewell We remained Ever-grateful For the cheer once held In hope to behold Our warmth In passersby
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Tussling in the ether With rabid premonitions I descend in tatters From a warm crimson fog Sparing No songs of triumph As the morrow’s keeper And its trove of woeful promise I spare no words In my predawn tottering Bound for precious soil Not long In the ways of the world
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I am too enthralled By the wayward Tumbling swell Rogue In its drunken tune In its heartless Troubled refrain Exhilaration blossoms With alarming Flair and haste In want for a mind Ever-kept in wonder Fearless and fruitful Brimmed With the savagery of hope I shed in bulk The neon fabric Of these proud And restless…
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