Tag Archives: Earth

Empty Inkwell

What writhes in the deep, O sweet beloved
my metronome, and spoken truth
what thoughts cross our paths on a night like this
dementia, and speckled swords of fallen stars
a dark dream follows me, quick to the heart
a hallowed moon, and a haunting memory to pass the time
still words in the dead of night, a still word
four hours until the sun bites the earth i move upon
a dawn of new things
i walk down the street and notice the jars
empty pockets of wealth and remorse
a jar moves into view, then another
in one i find a world unknown, pain
in the other lies the remnants of my youth
red hair appears, running down the brow of the universe
it marks the blood of the ancestor, and the next
the old world and the grateful dead
funny hats and broken bottles
first the house crumbles, then tomorrow
i walk down avenues not meant for my legs
i linger over thoughts of madness
and maddening thought
i walk to the store to buy a few soldiers
death is a luxury, but only when bought

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A Past Life

lyrically close the curtain on me twice
and i’m hurting me
it’s nice when the family leaves, when the family bleeds
right
when i’m washing my hands of calamity
call me Mr. Philanthropy
captain catastrophe, Los Angeles redacted
Japan had me at the factory
no, when i was 17
no, when i was unclean
it shows me that the powers have needed
the ones that couldn’t read it
feed the fires that burn ever at night
brief respite
from words that are meaningless, the answer couldn’t free me
but i know the worth inside, the earth it flies freely now
do you see me now God
now that the love has gone cold, now that the wonders you behold
have turned the hourglass inside there
inside where, it’s cold and i know the time has come
to bring the one
the only dust, the hellish lust and the King, he’s what?
an animal?
you cannot have the language though
you will not sow the seeds of doubt
the realm says no, yeah i would know
and i’m wondering where the grief givers go
fetch me the water, call me the father
lure me to the hot gates of hell
feed me a fortune that no teller could spell
please, no
i am the one the truth finds
i serve the Goddess and she lives blind
in the rust, in the trees, the dust, it bleeds
slowly now do you see the meaning that breathes me
the leaves and the kings meet
the oceans that parted, the dance that has started
innumerable objects fall down from the ceiling
the cosmic conundrum that has me reeling
it has me feeling, the noise inside
the sun will guide
and while we are out wandering
the men lie there, deceiving
plans fail, and cities fall, the love fades
we had it all
no abrupt endings to the passage of time
no dark tunnels that end with a white lime
fuck dying
you sit there wondering where to cut lines
where to end
nowhere, no rush, earth mends
no time, hush hush
and all i wanted was a toothbrush

The Magnificent Dead

All we are is walking meat
Husks of men that were one day
Here and there and chaos sown
They’ve walked the walls and now they’re grown
Meat to feed the mighty vats
Of flesh and man and wilder cat
We men of dust and beastly fray
That Gods would scorn
and earth, decay
That malice and her ilk would maim
That ancient of the earth would cave
Upon our heads a mighty gash
From wounded heart and sightless blame
Pathetic do we weave this woe
this banner war of spectral herds
Warriors upon the night
The kind that never death and blight
A windy chill is all we feel
When men of death and dark break door
Then carry us to endless night
And onward hunt for evermore
I leave you now for all that’s real
All that was and will reveal
The doors have opened on this night

The will to live has taken flight