Funeral Universe Poems

I am cold and I drive myself away
From a grave made of clay
With yellow-colored edges,
And the earth as its lid.
	
I am cursed to accept myself...
A...

Read More

Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

Read More

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

Read More

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...

Read More

Dark clouds rise high, gathering overhead 
a throng of gods sit in their silent, 
mysteries.

A black funeral pyre…

Darkly shedding tears, 
rainfalls cold, drifts down alone...

Read More

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...

Read More

I have collected strange things… 
In this obscure life…

I have placed them in 
Little Black Onyx Boxes old and ornate covered 
inlaid with exotic stones,...

Read More

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...

Read More

Dark hollow words echo 
in my skin for things 
I have done in numerable sins 
counting each a thorn of pain 
dark hollow words distain...

Read More

I
If we humans did not exist in eternity, before this experience that begins with a birth and ends at a funeral, why the desire for...

Read More

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...

Read More

On site of this forgotten Babylon
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in this annihilated place
What strange creature’s kin
to inhuman race
Dwell deep in antediluvian hells 
Uncanny...

Read More

From the pages of a strangers life
I note how the seas are searene
Coming upon the Gas Stations glowing lights 
There in the distance it sits...

Read More

In the clock the man is Red.
Play on Deadly Sands for years...
Tick-tock: bloody bleak son's!
Tick-tock: Humanity is DEAD.
Wading into time’s
Tide, wiping off the grime
In the...

Read More

Staring into the Void of a White Room,
Trying to see imagery coalesce from infinity 
Mind rims with fear, red sears the horizon, insanity!
Lookin into nothing...

Read More