Star Gothic Poems

eating again, glutton of cost
he crawled to embrace
the concept of everything, all
hugged to a chest spilling,
kissing vacuous stomach
slid up the slender flesh,
saliva made slugs
a viscous...

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Deserted alleys shrouded in dark,
Flickering lamps and a landscape stark.
Where should he go in such a night?
 When there's not a star to guide him...

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Night has its own
Light.

Black
Dons its armor over sleep;
Spacing out; a.m.; p.m.; 
On one same great spread.
(Vehement eyes)

No noriety of a noble gown—
No bars to further...

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"Unbelievable things you know
 there are, while dreaming
 you awake to the morning star."

"Unbelievable things you
 see everyday,
 bonds of time never
 decay."
 
"Unbelievable things...

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When is a house, not a house
but a home, a place to call your own 
a box to fill with treasures 
of heart and objets...

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Turning 

Across this land 
Across this fractured waste
With each cycle of the earth, 
The Joker in repose 
The Tower in flame 
The Enchantress a blaze...

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The eyes are the window into the soul.
A passageway into the darkest nights 
of deepest dreams.

To the eternal nightmares of ancient lands
Where streets run as...

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In impressions:
I reflect...
my expressions retract...
In composite cycles
I react...

Burning optics of set cycles 
Spins
Around
Falling
Down,
Swirls, twirls to a stop.

I see lightning striking the ground.
Echos of reality
Excite liquids...

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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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Where a newborn star lights 
the vault of heaven under the sky 
sapphire, high! 

You can find it there,
Not the product of a god or...

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In voids, wild, stripping away the firmament
of heaven and tearing open the tethers of time. 

Watching the empyrean burn stars as they collapse 
n collide...

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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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in the grand scheme of things
Nothing is as it seems, 
nothing will stand 
the test of time,
the eons will grind, 
all will be worn to...

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The nights grow long and the frost 
tinges the summer air, crisp n fresh. 

The coming autumn fire, the burn of wood
cedar & pine spices...

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What tis' the work of man 
to leave a testament 
to his grand plans, 
the usurper of the throne 
eternal is, man!

The after image 
of...

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