Syllabic Script Poems | Examples

Judas In Confess

Have gone through the great lengths of 
sacraments. Meeting Christ’s sunburnt skin
pinned on a cross roughly-hewn coupled with
Pre Hispanic syllabic script cushioned onto its north edge.
            (his body a graffiti of throes tie-dyed in blood-flecked sweat thereon)

On the highway, bound northeast towards Dusk Boulevard,
have recounted Mary’s chained beads-slash-companions
rolled between fingertips roundabout her wrists. (her virginity seeps thereunder)

I have psalms and odes 
to propel me 
all-throughout the free-flowing 
of mid-daydreams' split-endedness whose 
crazed reveries sprout from  
midnightlymares' common civility.

Christ. Mary. Psalms and odes. 
Yet my faith abandons its   strength.
(for good) I lay back  now,
                     
                                   Let me  rest.