The Culling

consequence finds me at this hour late
no cities fall anymore to the seas of hatred
no sire for me to look up to
servitude is bought with blood
and i have none left to give to the stars
the world has taken this gift from me
as well as your light
i am alone

i bear the light no more for the ghostly shore
the oceans of landmass drift apart
they are quick to run from chaos
as they should
for chaos comes to all that wait
i wait no longer
i am the chaos that walks around you

call out to the trees and the birds shall fall
they listen only to gods unknown
to the droning sound of death herself
his self lost to the night
there are no lords left to lead us
there is only time
but time is immaterial and dead
the first victim

we push on through the noise
the surface gods linger to fight the remnant
the leftover chords of the chaos lyre
the lute unstrung, lays in the mire
trust the musical score to give you reason
a purpose
in this world of hurt and nudity
strength is nervous

you are here with me are you not
here in this tragic tone of silence
there is wisdom in denial
ignorance and causality’s trials
there is reason to the madness around us
the target moves before us
strike now and find your self
i am beside you

use the hand that guides you
feed the fires that lie behind you
the coal is organs made of ash
flesh and bone and bodies unmatched
the carnage we sow
there is reason to reap those that grow
they move us forward
we are strong when we are weakest
i am tired

a poisonous fume to fuel my endings
to singe the nerves that are at mending
i heal now only to break again
to see your face and cry
to know that my fight is over at last
but you cannot shy away
you cannot linger
fight on and free the fearless many
those that tremble

move on dear friend and pave the way
with corpse and tree that fall today
cut a path of vengeance sweet
in the midnight’s blackened treat
turn the leaves and search for answers
to questions long and forgotten
be the end that life deserves
be the reckoning
a cancerous curve

A Dream of Dreams

There stood a beast in the window frame
dull and not too sudden
the flame was scarring in mind
in body it stole
in soul i was lost to the nether
to the far reaches of the cosmos
the beast spoke at me
calling a name i knew not in this realm
the name of the infinitum
the world within worlds
a realm that is not there
my body rose up into the black light
the dull droning of its breath pierced all
i was numb
sent into myself
there were rivers in my mind
rivers of knowledge
i was burnt by my unknowing
scarred by the words it spoke to me
this was no demon
this was no god
i was in the presence of a creature from beyond
it was beautiful
formless yet fitting all of them
and then as i transcended
i fell as if life had ended
the noise i heard when i hit the ground
of my room
in my home
in a barren place in the world
there was no trace of my journey
into the mind of this thing
there was no trace of its words
i had only memory
my life was altered and yet
i was unchanged
in knowing that my life would resume
to walk back from black holes and calamity
unscathed and left with my sanity
i was new
the life i had felt in its presence was old
there was no proof
a story untold
now i sit in this chair and wonder what it was
who i was back then and if i lost
my mind in all the droning
the dull black moaning of my mind
i am left with reason
the noise i heard was not real
instead the cosmos paid me the mind
they tore and tripped all the feeling
i am whole again after all this time
i have found the balance in my mind
i am free
of ridicule and all the words
all the useless societal chords
i have risen from the deep
from that place where horror weeps
i am folded into snow
i know now where i am to go
travel now into your sleep
into your dreams where shadows creep
visit voices of the sirens
deep inside where nothing matters
down into the nothing core
where all that rests are dusty shores
all the sands of time and star
rush to them, they are not far
only in your time can you
learn to live like children do
in the moments out of time
and in that world
a life you’ll find

Blades of Green

be still young child and read the thin letters
the fine-print to the mindset that you have been left with
push back the polluted veil over your eyes
over your ears
vacate the media meddling in your illustrious calm
the questions you seek serve only to call
the sweet calamity of pain
formaldehyde rumbling beckons to those that embalm
you in wisdom and vengeance
protect all the pensions with stale ideas and temperance
respect those that know the way
the woe
they have felt the whip of many a mind reader
many a kind feeder to the populations that have gone
they have none
they are put to sword when they are strong
when we are weakest we have won
know thy enemy and you will go on to greatness
force the issue and you will fall
to fate
the faithless
they respect nothing, they reject the wondering
wander on wonderer knowing that you are not alone
know the places you will go have not been destroyed
they are filled with memory
empty letters of energy
reach out and find the answers in the trees and sky
fall down to your knees and worship nothing, but yourself
you are the elder flower in its truth
the earth welcomed you in all your youth
now that you have flown away to congress and greed
you are all that the mindless need to push on
go on with your ways and fight the surface
the underbelly of this world is there to feed
you and all your unfriended foes
climb out the window and into hollow
mountain ash and woodland sorrow
the animals wait there for your voice
to echo onward
to stretch on into nothingness
the void calls out to your shadow and form
silhouettes and tragic alarm
beat the ground with your footsteps and cry
out to the celestials and they will reply
we see the end to all this humming
the droning of ruin and empty summoning
monsters we are no more
no more
thunder the earth with your broken drums
the war for Gaea has only just begun