Dark Poetry ~ The Valley of Souls

Ridges fashionable gravity.
I, part machine.

These words on synthetic paper.
Copy of a facsimile’s photocopy.

All is truth?
In this world of lies.

Despising great wisdom.

No more words can say speak.
Every word tainted.
Transformed into falsehood.

Driven past redemption.

Shattered maidenhead of the valley of souls.
Nothing more human: inseminate, devastate, control.

Silence, only gift bestowed…
In kingdoms lost by virtual reality.

Dark Love Poetry ~ Destiny with Demons

I am the truth, the way, and the darkness.
I shine moonlight blaze, exposing you.

Sunlight at midnight.
Illuminating a new route.

Need pain to feel the pleasure.
Gentle force filled flush.
Find your beauty within.

Beauty of redemption in fire of contempt.
Bright days in the eyes of sorrow.

Never forgetting,
Sinner’s truth.
Relights fire within.

Destiny with demons.
Sparks in the shadows.
Burning away frozen interior.

Open your soul.
I’ll devour your past…
By embracing rough exterior.

Dark Gothic Poetry ~ Razor Wound Family

Familial bond blood does not make.
Red rust water thins as they take, take, take.

Solace of soul. Heart of their control.
Raping, ravaging. Minds of Children.

Chosen truth undeniable.
Being true you within.

Strangulation with blood ties.
Lie of familiarity.

Hearts, Souls, Minds, Friendship.

Spirit lays deep in razor wound family.
Trickling of truth produces kinship.

Love Poetry ~ Opaque Disguises

Hidden behind brilliant worlds.
Brought my attention.
Visions of fear: illusions abound

Unsure what may transpire.
Dreams falling through lifted higher?

Tonal inflections,
Give serious infection,
Breaking way emotion.

Trembling. Unbelieving.

Doubting Selves…

Clock dance pirouette
Miniature hours glide away.

Bile seeping out.
Smiles creeping in.

Treasures believed long shut.
Emotion’s caress stoking sensual cravings.

First meeting, end draws near.

So, begins aches ravaging, yet again.
Pain’s shrill fire.

Ecstasy so gentle yet so brutal.

Mind’s cry defenses soon buckle.
Cannot defend release from struggle.
Unbelieving sighs show through.

A guise both use to ease moment’s parting.

Opaque disguises,
How is we see life,
behind dead eyes?

Unable to continue; charade of control,

Taking breath.
Wanted anger.
Caught off guard.

Grasp encapsulating world…
Too much so/so.

Days to come?
Just dream or premonitions.

Love Invades…
Enraptures…
Unrelenting.

Heartbeat reminds every moment.

We might just be…

Captured.

Religious Poem ~ The Burrito of Eternal Life

The Burrito of Eternal Life.
Responsible for all creation.

Bow before: Tortilla, Bean, and the Holy Cheese.

Then, hereafter go and make burritos of all kinds.
Sell them in the name of the Tortilla and of the Bean and of the Holy Cheese.

But is you buy from the heathen our savory Saviour. Ask yourself.

How much more will the mold of Crisp, who through the eternal Wrap offered himself without blemish to Cheese, purify us to serve the editable Lord.

Follow the one true doctrine.
Follow the Burrito of Eternal Life.

Poetry ~ Laughter from the Universe

Laughter from the universe.
Its style…
uncaring.

Deep bellowing reverberation…
Through soul. No Matter.
Shrill painful humor.

Echoes silently continuous.
Against scattered fragments…

Figments of imagination?

Life steered toward embankments.
Terrifying are the amusements?

Do you give to me, good directions?
Universal operator, out of control.

Darting forward.
This path gets ever more frightful…

!…Full…Speed…Ahead…!

Poetry ~ Digest Number 69

Apparitions speak by floor creak.
I, feel sound in my resolve.

World views,
Skin blues,
Everyone seething about discolored hues.

Intensely internal automation…

With each dilation I see, blind eyes.
A coffin full of hallow words.

I, sever contentment.
Choose enlightenment.

Scattered views,
People dedicated to disadvantages of deserving.

Ripped away from comfort. Denial.
Becoming, again animals to be kept at bay.

I, dart from sight or face the hunger of the pack?

Poem ~ ZOOM!!!

Rush, Rush…

Must be expedient
or
I may not get done, something IMPORTANT!

Move, Move…

More quickly, faster still!

Must finish everything that NEEDS doing!

Hurry, Hurry…

Through life, a race to complete.
Is it not?!

Speed, Speed…

Cannot pause. To important. Too much HAS TO BE DONE!
Courtesy is only convenience, get out of MY way!

Dark Poetry – The Valley of Craving

Villain, my lover, I devour.
Listless within ivory showers.
Glistening spirit of youth.
Left with only shimmer of truth.

Quivering silence of angst and anger.
Ripping away pink mask, down to bone.
Enveloping her with a twist.
Never demolishing demons.

Only.

Receiving my sermon on the treaty of fuck…
In the valley of craving.

Makes all sexes sexist… stark and raving.
Mingled power of fluid emotions.
Invested, divested by emotional devotion in de-evolution.

Never allowed!

Pondering notion,
Coupled logic and emotion.
Thrust to become greater.
Than any single motion.