The legacy of the ocean is to bring me to shore
And know that its wilds were written into tomes
Along the lasting coast will I set my feet to roam
Until the salt and your arms rest gentle on my bones
The paddle was taken by the whale
Into the mouth of the deep, dark blue
But I'll dive in and swim until I'm washed up beside you
The sea of the old world is deep with ancient waters
Tended to by reefs and ever-fading stones
I'm sinking canoes so you won't have to swim alone
Take me with you through the rain and the swell
Spend our days walking through a world made well
Only by the seawall will we sit and take rest
The maelstrom of my heart will calm at your chest
And the tide will wash out, with aurora in its crest
Arcane poets guzzling oil
To burn the demons right from their skin
Sweating out fevers
Like we could never let them in
Look back before you look forward
You'll see a world of loss
The aggregate of the beetle shells had turned to a thick paste in the redwood mortar bowl. Sheffy, pushing and grinding the pestle with a stiff wrist, hocks a big glob of tobacco...
It's a matchbox devil in the holy rain
This entrance to the night is a deep-seated stain
My purgatory is a blessed place of peace and revelry and the most beautiful pain
I'm not the magnificent snowflake that any higher power meant for me to be. An orphaned disappointment, draining the glass until all I taste is backwash. My brothers are all...
Sweep the leg of your own mortality
We are those who run, standing still
I sipped at the storm and was given thunder
So that it may shake the veins in which you lay
Shake you free, I'm...
There's not as much alcohol running these veins, not these days
And if death ever touched me, it was with such brittle fingers
I'm afraid there's no room in this bed for anything but...
I'm never blissful in ignorance
I am terrified by how fragile the instance
Such would be the low valley of our souls
No consent to being born, only loss of control
This life is full of...
To the untrained eye, my house looks as though it's built out of a bunch of other houses. You don't need a trained eye to see that. It's pretty obvious. The main structure is one...
Port-side mouth to the tides of the welcoming party
Strewn about the beach as bodies without heartbeats
Legs shifting in the surf like flowers in the wind
Directionless and wild, as...
Married to the corpse of an elegant bride
Wrapped with care in her burlap shroud
I don't miss the breath she used to have
Or the words we spoke when they were alive and well
Gritty glossy blue capsule went up, up, up and then down. Disappeared in the gullet, but not before I chewed and tore and gnashed.
It tasted like blue, the synthetic flavoring we...