Ocean Death and the LoverBeast ferment and lost overthought Feet pressed into wet sand As the tide pulls its lunar dress Over the shore, eclipsing eachOcean Death and the Lover
Footprint into parallels
An Earthly TasteCHAPTER 1An Earthly Taste
Such it was, that from a night of drunken debauchery, my hands quivered and awoke. My eyes seemed to adjust to some pronounced light that ignited dust and mote and filth, to assault what senses remained. My hands felt plaster, wood, splinters. All ingrained. Some shift of the spirit, as in liquid, as in ephemeral, circumambulated and flew through my veins.
Such coldness ran through me, a shiver of repentance. "God!" I wanted to scream. "God, what a curse is this! Such is the punishment of excess!" Placing my hands firmly beneath me, I pushed my dumb overwrought self up. My tattered coat, purple blue, God
To the EdgeYou could take me to the Edge Falling into black Into a cloud of putrid Smoke, gas, vomitTo the Edge
All rising All falling A sleeping beast Awakening once again
To claw at my eyes At my chest, forcing open All strings of my slowed heart The blood seeping through
Every print I make On this canvas of the world
Take me to the Edge I live on this border Slipping into this bittersweet
Black nothing A pupil of the soul That never never learns
StoneSubmissve, a glass house Stands against the waning Of meandering framesStone
Support falters, breaks Splinters down, showering The closed, white fist
Her hand clutched a stone Halting the breath before The release of a wave
Her reflection, moving
To the rhythm of the wood No hands holding her
In any fist, no cage Of five-fingers, five bars,
Enclose her.
Bars, a prison song, left Round and firm, her stone A graceful form of nothingness
Remains in her fist, a shadow Inbetwee
MurderDeathKill
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You claimed all the time you would die for me,
why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?
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