Our souls have met many times in shrouded valleys of the distant past And she has always been beautiful
Author: Akallabeth
A bird broke his neck on my window
Am I burdened by my cares themselves— Or their unreality? Sunlight through the trees is real And I feel its warmth on my skin Let me be evicted And my credit score dashed on the rocks of a recalcitrant soul My name shamed in public And my employment permanently terminated I will stand nude in [...]
Pompilidae
Fifty thousand years of Infants left in the cold to freeze And did they ever stop to listen to the screams? I have sunk my teeth into flesh And tasted blood on my tongue And wherefore is my laughter from? What is happiness To the agony of prey? To be eaten alive Bite by bite [...]
Tōxcatl
Knife as black as night They will wear your skin all year A mark of honor
Someone Please Cut the Lights
I. I have walked among the cobbled stones and narrow streets of old Europe, and felt at peace. But I am a child of cities that scar the sky like the spear-tips of Alaric's hordes. II. Vast webs of concentric rectangles Imprinted upon the earth A human cryptography which, viewed from the highest overpasses, is [...]
Arboreta
So we wonder among verdant gardens Terraced along the edges of the lake Waves crest, bristling beneath a gentle wind As the sun dashes silver in their wake I take off my shoes to walk through the grass— Dew crowned, it glistens and dampens my soles— While you harvest flower's souls through curved glass In [...]
Goatherd; 2000 B.C.
This night is quiet, dark and deathly still
I guess this is growing up
Both the slave and the empress will return to the dirt, I guess, naked as when they came
Rainy Evening, August
And so we gather around the table Like winged insects Around a lonely light On a dark summer night.
A Wedding
The bridal gown is white like a lab coat. My soul recoils at the sight.
Nothing is a Space 