To bottomless perdition
in the notional void to writhe
reason sank and lay vanquished
rolling in the moon-blood
behold another unmoved mover
concocted by conceited discourse
thus, lo and behold - opprobrious brooks of sulphur
weltering in faltering cadences
indifferent, scaring wound
labyrinthine veins gushing
the claret of nation's notions
though fathom thee none may
in the currents of life
in the chthonic veins of ire
in the torrents of dulcet blasphemies
I float and I wave with billowy motions
advent of a dying era
and the charnel houses that fester within my chest
limitless oceans of mire
a constant weaving
life's skiff dances in the surf's ire
with death still rife
an incessant heaving
washes away intent
longing and tireless strife
thus uncreation's whirring loom tirelessly I ply with crippled fingers
solemn feasts profaned
besmeared with blood of human sacrifice
and a mother's tears
my night-foundered skiff
my gracious vessel and futile shelter
capsize and gently sink to this festering wasteland of consciousness
delving into the floods
pleading for cathartic asphyxiation
vision rears from off the pools its mighty stature
ascending vapours
suffused by the rays of light, flickering
illumine which lies tenebrous on the seabed that is my tomb
repugnant shade
the corrupted ferryman
yet another ummoved mover
throws around his baleful eyes
he it was whose guile stirred up with vengeance and command what in all is fathomless
recollections flaring up
the reverberating troops of echoes
withering keepsake
leaves that strew the brooks and dance to discordant symphonies
transfixed to the bottom of these sulfurous pools
and to the leprous redeemer
professing to create
redeem and inspire
needful succor lend and crucify his flesh
contented swine
quite gorged and overfed with sacrosanct premonitions
devour the pearls cast before them
and drift off to sleep
with cold upon the sacred altar froze
perceptual fixation
hence woeful mortals
derive their woes
and of all hopes of glee bereft
forsake your aery purposes
and live and strive
illumine what is lowly deep within
raise and support liability and love
embracing transcendent homelessness and cease to be
out of the fragrant soil and mire a fabric ruby ascends like a still exhalation
with the lush sound of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet
built like a temple
vast forms multiplex dance and jubilate
antiphonies abscond and cease to be
shaking, I hearken the woods to fall
each heartbeat transfixes my body to the fragrant soil
a wistful vagrant I am and cease to be
