the magic of reading word after word is lost somewhere between the pages we may see the bigger picture but the essence of small details eludes our frail minds
Tag: poetry
where the smoke climbs the autumn sky burns away
robe cast aside naked bare revealed i step into the psychic pyre to be condemned to the astropathic choir now we are many now we are one eternal against the warp
for the emperor
voices fall faster than bodies until there is only silence with bloodied fangs
we wear barbed halos and pretend to be saints behind us the shadows cast black out suns
the fires of autumn ride luscious clouds along the quiet coast and one can only wonder if its beauty is peace or destruction should it ever make landfall
insects blind and filled with fury bend metal into impossible curves raising bridges into the abode of the mad gods
ghosts of autumn wear fabric of unfinished prayers for warmth
travellers collapse as their shadows walk on beneath the titanic gaze of monolithic arches that steals one’s breath
the delusioned inhales serpentine fumes and the propechy you ask: decode the language of her antagonized body