Now, through the fog of the mind's eye
I see monoliths and mountain crypts
appear and disappear in a Stygian sky;
ghosts of song and dream, tales of past
thread my sorrow; death-pale, yet hopeful
somehow..
 

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Pour wine and dance if heart’s passion still dreams
bring kindle and hope if Dream's to thrive;
outside rain falls to deepen stone and stream
as, from a severed limb, the old Raven cries. 

Draw warmth into marrow and sing freely a tune
that, in catharsis and glee, shuts up Time
and softens the ache of memory's wound-
as, from a severed limb, the old Raven cries.

“In vain, in vain!” the...

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a hidden language, sovereign,
moves through me, wolfish and flowery.
it whets my desire and pulls me (deeply)
into its age-lost keening, crooning
promises of rain.

I pray for feast.
I am heart-famished;
verdant-tangled, moon-noosed;
trying for the mountaintop, howling,
heaving from Hope's soot!

thunder-bludgeoned, wind-wrought,
I am helplessly besotted
by the beast in my blood.
Bu...

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There is so much
uncertainty in silence ;
so little substance in distance -
yet something vital lives here.

Like the wolf who hunts well-hidden,
this is incisive precision before collision.
This is a Dionysian inkling; the transfixing,
luminous numinosum of two minds
climaxing in the matrix.

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I am twisted in the roots
of an unborn melody.
A flower-seed's hunger

waxing without prowess;
an ousted blossom
swept undertow in bloom,

a wistful womb unmoored from shore
for more than forty-four forgotten forms
while endless seas replete and maraud.

No lack, just cyclical cadence
unlaced by patient-paced hands;
a sojourn spun bidden to writhe-

a story untold, a song unsung,
...

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Indeed, there is a beast beneath the flesh -
undressed, voracious, keen in sense;
eager to shake and stake the mind,
eager to unbind fear from spine.

I am an animal - lupine in spirit.
My heart waxes rhapsodic
behind curtains of silence.
You don't hear it.

Make no mistake -
a beacon I need not; no reins.
I light my own candles;
my own path, I stave.

By the Moon and stars,
this t...

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Tonight, the smouldering of my heart

listlessly spits out colourless mote.

The fire is no longer blazing,

and my vision is greyed and glazed in

weighted sheets of smoke.

There had been an onslaught of passion;

a slow slaughter of song; a crucifixion;

a paroxysm of portents pulling me into

a dark night in itself,

with all of its cryptic shifts and covert strife-...

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How much longer can I resist your pull?

Can you tell? How I am constantly drawn in

from that sweet air across this enigmatic river?

But only to the edge, where I pussyfoot and ponder,

bemused by moon's cast on unstill water.

Oh, how I am well aware

that this constant stream connects,

yet still divides us.

I am just dying to wring myself free

of all the words that bu...

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My lip has been chewed off;
your words, carved well into my bones.
I concede, I had given myself entirely
to an unquenchable longing.

You were astonishing -
some glimmer of Moon's depth -
and my toes found their way through shadow and bramble
to feel in the shallow reaches of your arcane lake-
only if for a moment.

Swam in dreams of what it must taste like
to belong to this earthly p...

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Two nights I have dreamt in silent retreat.

The first night
you told me that you love me
with big, bold letters escaping your mouth
like uncaged ravens.
With one breath,
one thump in my chest,
I fell into your embrace
and became frozen by time’s unraveling;
the way a thousand flowers
begin and end at once-
the way they grow between my bones
and leave me so breathless.

Th...

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Thoughts are crashing
like endless waves
inside a locked-up box.
They claim their territory
as they pass and slip through each other.

Storms of sorrow, tides of you
are crazing through
my stonewall heart-
conquering and conjuring me.

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My fervid heart, my incredulous ache,
my beast of burden;
unsatisfied and yearning
for all of the emptiness and vitality
between creation and death.

"Don't feed it," "Pay it no mind."
Tell me, how am I to do so,
when it crawls through my bloodstream
and dances atop the tip of my tongue when I speak?
It breathes my oxygen, it cripples me so.

Yet, I long for its embrace,
beautiful in ...

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This hand
is not just a series of ligaments and meandering veins,
nor is it just four fingers and a thumb,
or a palm decorated in unique, contorted lines.
This hand is a messenger from the soul extended on a limb,
sent to heal, embrace, and create.

This hand strums, plucks and picks to deliver soothing licks,
allowing me to enchant silence with melody.
This hand draws and hauls my feelin...

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False values and empty beliefs,
greed and brutality.
Is there anything sadder in this world
than the absence of morality?

Selflessness is lost within an endless eclipse of stars
that only few choose to gaze upon.
What faith is there to keep
when there is too much creed
for a soul to trust?

I dance a field of faded flowers
and ignore the ache of question.
 

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