Funeral Gothic Poems

Somethings are best 
said through blank
scriptures in sheer 
silence, but pulling the 
violin strings of
a poet strumming
to personify pain, 
with tempests of 
torment rushing 
through...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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Lurching out of the door into darkness 
A street full of people, bodies pass n collide

Plunging from dark to light!

Not looking at or thinking of...

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Sackcloth and ashes
blood and steel clashes 

carbon dust burnt at last 
digging the umber crust

sackcloth and ashes lie 
as time passes into the future 

it...

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In doom light, I see all that is & 
Ever was, I see all the façades 
Stripped away n callouses 
Tearing away all the love...

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Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots
like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot 

of feelings real...

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And demons scream
Into the crowded sky
Of lands built in absence of mind
Of neon dreams, diners,
Haunted Malls n parking funeral lots
A ghost nation walking the wastes
Of...

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Fragile as alabaster white dry as your sin 
so sweet I want to caress to cradle and suffocate.

I feel that dry course texture of alabaster...

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the forest is silent and deep 
we transverse the seasons of sleep 
the depth of unknown regions 
in our collective darkest past 
silent and deep...

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Angel wait in detonated forms 
black ragged thorns wrapped 
around stained cruciforms…

Singular saints dark faint 
forms hide in corners not 
washed in candlelight 
as crows...

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the boulevard is desolate
as is the light that cracks bleeds 
runs here there everywhere! 

trash drafts like ghosts 
in the flicker of dying neon 
something...

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A chrome gun glittering 
in the hot sun raise, rays radiating 
like a heliographic rainbow,
drawn from shimmering halos 
of inferno light, hot.

White smoke from a...

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound...

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The world is avoid 
no new color just tones 
of ashes and soot
a dark building sharp in focus 
softer vision feeling the displacement of time...

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Watching the horizons 
as the waves crash… 
The sun dies its elegant death 
of golden blood 
upon the distant shores. 
It washes jade green and...

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