31.8.12

Larvae Library

Tissue,
Took,
Breathing,
Black,
Blood book,
Soft relics,
Abducting biologies,
Stolen,
Base,
Sequencing,
Steals,
Cytoplasm,
And retakes,
Cellular territories,
And other encoded regions,
Recombining,
Pools,
Hives,
And matter nests.

Burning Paths


Blunt,
Before bounds,
Blur,
Caught between,
And catch on fire,
Feeding frenzy,
On the floor,
And five,
To the star,
Drawn on the ceiling,
Pull down power,
And puncture,
Without a world,
Your eyes are dead.

29.8.12


The Seal


Cowards
Cower,
Cold,
And cold blooded,
Crossed,
Cobra cowls
And hooked hoods
Treading water,
Threaded eye,
Howling,
And cracked crowns,
As crows dive deep,

Cackling,
Closing,
Covered,
Come up for air,
Rings,
And rods,
Release,
A murder of birds,
Below,
Water,
Beaks,
Bite,
Wet black,
Wings,
Shatter surface,
Sky struck,
Barriers blasted,
Obsidian feathers,
Span,
Out stretched,
And reaching,
Sun blotted,
By swarm,
And sack cloth,
Broken seal,
Bled red,
Triggered,
As rivers run,
Sudden.

27.8.12


This Name Destroys


Broken,
Blasted,
By banishment,
A barbarous name,
Burrowed into,
Bone,
Named,
And damned,
Shattered,
From speech,
Spoken slivers,
Shot silver.
Savage the Earth,
And bring down Heaven.

22.8.12


The Foundations of Flesh


Passaged,
Through a mountain side,
Passing,
Past,
Ignoring time,
This lust,
Of heat,
These mapped currents,
Just paths,
Unfolding maps,
To find,
Lost stations of flesh,
Of both day,
And of night,
Of abandoned arms,
And of lonely legs,
Of rough skin,
And of coarse hair,
Now found,
Explored,
And plotted,
And tunneled,
Passed through stone,
Upside down,

Kabbalah shade,
Cabal,
Casted branches and limbs,
And twigs,
Shadowed
Onto rocks,
That which devours,
Foundations,
And granite platforms,
Gnawing at the roots of trees.

Sensoria


Send,
To sensors,
Motion,
Sensed,
Detectors,
And movements,
Sent,
Settings,
Moving,
And detection,
Set,
For senders,
And move.

Your Eye is a Black Hole


Crevice,
Collapsing
And Contained,
Apart,
In parts departing
For keepsakes,
Holding onto the opening,
Of the opened,
Skeletal cavity,
Crypts kept,
Keeping,
Creeping corridors,
Snaking,
And worming,
Now bound,
Markings mar,
And married to,
This site,
Sought seeing.
Marked and spitting,
Like poisoned,
Held and tearing,
Like taloned,
This bone hole,
Plucked raw and red,
Empty,
Eye of God.

15.8.12


The Stinger



Opened,
And trespass
As weak,
Wet,
And petaled,
Pealed paper,
Stung thorned,
To touching,
And drugged.

14.8.12


The White River of Forgetfulness


At the bank,
Down by,
This river,
So white,
Always forget,
Again,
The water gives,
Lotus
And delirium,
Again,
Pretend to be in love,
For reeds,
And thrasher sharks,
In shallows,
Hollow,
Close eyes,
Empty pockets,
With two coins,
By the bank of this river.

Nine


A circle is a circle.
It is forever,
When multiplied by nine.

The House is Home


Pseudopodia of ectoplasmic elementals,
Rooting concrete with strange electricities,
And dead bolting doors with locks of exoskeletal bone.
Chords of see through tendrils burrow, 
And bind,
Holding wooden beams in place,
And securing the limestone slab foundation.
Out of necessity,
Out of the need.
Influencing matter,
Bending will,
And the house is a home,
Forever and ever.

13.8.12


Another Ship Wreck


From hull breach,
Taking on water,
A psionic torpedo,
A bombardment,
Abandon ship,
The body adrift,
Saline,
And Iodine,
The passage of ten solar years.
Washing ashore now,
Skry location,
Encrypt quadrants.
Sending,
Out of range.
A castaway.
Shelter self before nightfall.
Regenerate.
And in morning,
Fire neural flare,
And blast network,
Transmit,
Ignite artificial synapses of cartographer receivers,
Request rescue party.

12.8.12


The Song of My Ship


A song so slight,
Sung by my sunken ship,
Shinning in my ears,
So bright,
And the sun will continue,
Continue to clean,
To release the spirit,
Deep inside of me.

Transmutation


Venom sac extraction,
And poison tooth to cap,
With clairvoyance,
And sparrow song,
Now clean.
Through the putrification of malice,
As premeditation dissolves,
And now pure,
Now never ashamed,
All violent murder cast upon a crux,
Constructed from the struggles of stars seen at sunrise.
Release tragedy into the sky,
Into the fiery sun to cleanse the world,
Far to see,
And farther to go,
Call signs and markings,
Make me leave.