Poetry
20 posts
The locust of dawn watches its prey It sits in the fields of wheat Grain rising with the golden dawn Of revelation The preacher sees the insect, clicking Its angry chitinous legs In preparation The sound that howls like the Cicada’s death cry Across the endless plain of gold Braided […]
It’s very easy to be de-moralized, at times. I joke regularly about my lack of readership. Partially because defending myself is harder than sheathing that metaphorical sword; but also because it’s true, and, above all things, I prefer honesty. Aum Vaak-dhevyai Cha Vidmahe Virinchi Pathniyai Cha Dhimahee Thanno Vaanee Prachodayath […]
My heart shattered against the earth and when it broke the wound overflowed with love’s blood like golden tides Pure & True May it seep with my presence into the river of your thoughts that mellifluous aether of your dreams And cross my chasm of […]
Father John Misty possessed by the spirit of Elliott Smith Preaches like a holiday reverend Over rhodes piano riffs and Figure 8s falling sideways like lamniscate jokes And hamlet references that fly over The heads of serial killers and tennis players Watching the footnotes and recording their dreams While watching […]
The cool salt air stirs Sprays green quiet And she watches the clouds gathering, growing, grinding Waiting for the teardrop wet to Call them to arms