Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Stained

Stained

 

is this to me.

 Torched heart scarred soul tortured mind.

 

 Weighted shoulders supporting jagged icebergs.

 

 Root balls of pain planted in my brain seeding new weeds waiting to be pulled.

 

This is Stained to me.

Split Mirror

Silence sleeping next to me.
Laying as two and the Raven flies dividing them.
Bounding chains chiming in the wind
Plotted predetermined walls splitting Forrest.
A jest to only be told to the future as a lost dream.
A dream possible yet an impossibility confined to a dream.
A legacy evolving from a realized fate. 
A destiny already spoken but unheard and unseen.
Blind until time has told the story that was to be unfolded.
Written as riddles, bold in code
like an emphatic child
like a reservoir spilling into its reserve
like a Raven soaked in oil
Because it believed and dreamed
Because it absorbed and refrained
Because it smiled over tears
Secretly reflecting while it is deflecting
Deflecting what it wants to see
Reflecting how it shall never be.
A dream oft silenced on a pillow shared.
So easy breath forgotten, so easy hunger misplaced.
Contextual emotions greyed by defined lines at our feet.
Walking through between the shadows casted at my feet
A glimpse of now and then, now and never when.
Oil binding  feathers of flight saturated in fear.
F*?*ear to what is to become
Fear what is to lived.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Sheep

Fingers stained with tainted blood poisoned buy dirty money

Hearts ripped out buy razors lashed from steel whips,
woven with wine and whiskey laced with skins of rats

Stomachs drawn through the navels of insanity
Leaching toxic words undigested by nubby soft incisors 

Bleeding gums ingested to coat the throat for the tongue to follow down

A downward spiral into the depths of an empty stomach

Organ donor card simply reads yes please
Prosthetic legs replace phantom pains from fire
Melting flesh, burning hair unable to curb the chill air that shoots ice subcutaneously into the soul

Glass egg shells tearing feet ceasing ambulatory progress
Infinite forks lay in the road speared with brain matter of sheep

Topless three armed unix enslaved drooling acid
Lipless toothless decayed walking matter
Praying for death their only real hope

Sam 4:15


Freedom

Enslave, Exhausted

Consuming, Spending, Taxes

Money, Cradle - Grave, Dying 

Uniting, Dividing, Killing

Red tape shackles 

Slavery

Raven's Ghost


Ghost of Darragh's past

Broken hearted, Suspicious

Dealing, Spiraling, Losing

Smirking witch, Raven - Raven Serene, Skeletons rested

Conquering, Fulfilling, Loving

Free thoughts, Determined

Darragh's ghost to come

The Punisher


Frustration and anger comes on thyself.
Spoon fed twisted tongues of fate.
Promises of forever and happiness to only rest once in each other.
Arms with empty truths, eyes full with spears.
Betrayed and broken from a daemon within once again.
Dreaming of a love that which shall not lie to this broken forsaken heart.
Scarred and tattered, bruised and numb.
The pain becomes tolerable.
A normal occurrence, a normal feeling never to change until the truth of one would free me from these chains.
Locked in an inevitable lust, impossible dream of love.
Smiles camouflaging tears with a raven on my shoulder.
Whispering never more while feasting on the bloody remains of a still beating canceress mass blackened by them. 
They feel themselves, they feel not me and no nay never could feel me.
A daily flight from shoulder to my bottomless stomach to feed and protect its claim behind walls of stone and iron.
Gates locked from the outside and keys laying in the moats surrounding me.
Water of fire, hail of blood, burning up hopes and dreams fading from tablets Etched with broken finger nails and teeth.

No need for sight so the raven gorges on my eyes.
No need to journey so he boils my feet.
No need for holding another so he splurges on my hands.

Leaving my ears as to hear my own cries of pain and loss running to nowhere for comfort 

Theoretically irrelevant.

Friday, December 07, 2012

Poison

 Rests in a plastic bottle 
 Spoils dreams and ambitions that never leave the tip of the tongue
 Kills digestion of reality

like
 A wildfire hopping a highway consuming estates of the elite
 A bee fleeing from its detached stinger
 A crucifix overlooking the unfaithful

Betraying
 The sense of security led upon by the first sip


Nameless

It Hung there 
Around my collar bones grasping my heart
Fused to my bones and rusted to my heart keeping it close to my chest
Jingles from my suffocating night terrors
Strengthens, enables my backbone while strangling my heart
Spine of stone and heart of gold waiting to be melted free from these shackles of ol 

No One Of Consequence

Running fast to nowhere
I stare into myself finding emptiness
Peppered holes in a soul begging to be filled
Silenced from envy and pain
My ears take that which my shoulders carry heavy
Words fall deep down buried from all that which matters

My Raven

 Perches atop my brain's mantle. For art thou all-knowing?
 Feeds on the knowledge that is to be. Digests the evil that is within me.
 Gross submissive to a life on scene

like
 A landfill collecting the lost, unwanted, and decomposing.
 A River washing away the leaves, the dirt, and contaminants.
 A star aging to his supernova

Guarding
 Me from there in justices

My Hell

My Hell
Common, Eternal
Consuming, Twisting, Revealing
Seeded Deep Down Within
My life

My Eyes


Eyes
 Truth, Vision
 Seeing, Knowing, Looking
 Ears, Hands - Photographs, negatives 
Dimming, Confusing, Creating
 Black, Lost
 Dark room

Misplaced

Misplaced is this to me.
 A warm hand laid upon a cold shoulder
 A ricochet of sound lost through a brick alleyway 
 A lone wolf forever howling at the nights sky
This is Misplaced to me.

Mind's Mirror

The Raven stalks my heart from upon my shoulder. 
Fly's above away from the pain far from my chains. 
Sleeps in my cranium resting on a pillow of grey matter. 
like a shadow cast down from the moon onto the day's dream. 
A serpent dislocating it's jaw to swallow it's pride. 
A fire breathing dragon bathing in gasoline. 

Eating my thoughts regurgitating wisdom in the mouths of chicks.