Daily Archives: November 1, 2014

CONCRETE

THERE, the snapping
mouths of mortals
demanding meaning.
I only replied
in mystical words:
I am the new
poet of this age
more satisfied
than Rene Daumal!

:: 10-31-2014 ::


M I S T E R T E R R I B L E

Terrible, I assume you know your name.
Mister Terrible, the cloth of worn souls,
and shoes like holes without space beneath.
My assumption — which I have only paid by
pain and sorrow;  you think beauty when
others mention you.  And nature, ah!  A
balanced blade upon scales, slicing life
by the kilogram, cleaving hearts and leaving
the best of life upon the table of sorrow!
Depart!  Leave me and your day along with you!

:: 10-31-2014 ::


NEVER

have you ever
been with never?
the lonely walk
through a forest.
and never.
and ever have you
never seen,
the beauty;
a tumbler tumbling
sweet spring?
And never.
whenever i feel
never belief
falls upon me!

:: 10-31-2014 ::


A THING OF PAIN

I saw today incredibly,
today just a few ticks
ago a thing that should
have never been.
Today I saw upon
two legs, a thing of pain
walking down the walk.
top hat, pocket watch.
Three steps by two.
A thing which I know
now, I know incredibly
I do!  A thing of pain
upon two legs for you.

:: 10-31-2014 ::