A Strange Night

5/29/15

I feel the wrath no one can see

Dancing in mirrors deeper beneath

I dance and I dance,

and I run and I run

Please just tell me I’m the only one

Though no one knows that which I know

C’mon people!

 It’s time to let go

And now I’ve got to make a confession

Perversity is my ardent profession

Turn up your eyebrows,

turn up your chins

You haven’t felt the weight of my sins

Hey little dog!

 Let go of that bone

My favorite white cat,

I named her Joan

You’ve got one shot to make it all real

I love you to death,

Though I’ve no one to feel

Don’t leave me for long, my dear

You know I’m never leaving here

Where we form new life in a single embrace

Is this what you call fear?

I have been afraid

My stomach turns,

when I see your shadows

I’m going crazy with anticipation

When nothing comes true,

 I feel nothing

And nothing is always true

I care not for the safety of the others that loom

Nor for those that crawl

beneath the glow of the moon

The Chosen Way

5/25/15

All truth is obvious

All masks cast aside

For to increase energy

Forward I will abide

Forward into emptiness

Or on to further live

On to future pains and joys

This is all I have to give

All I have to evaluate  

No man finds love,

Without also finding hate

And this is not the chosen way

This was never the chosen way

Cursed be the day when all men say

There is nothing other

No there is nothing other 

Than the chosen way

Where the dead still linger

And sticks are your fingers

I believe there is a life in every fucking

And without utter silence

There’s a demon disrupted

The bells ring out black beneath hollow skies

And I gain no further insight

There is no light

No there is no light left in your eyes tonight

Less

5/25/2015

I have a secret fascination,

Of my own design and creation

The picture of you, held up in the dark

Brings me closer to death, in this surreal stark

I run from the light, and you call me a coward

But you haven't tasted that which I’ve devoured

The grid grows longer and wider with age

Dark halos surround all we engage

The frail and the forgotten leave a trail dead and rotten

You wear a mask forlorn, though you never morn

To some the world is a playground, to others it is a cage

But to those who’ve learned as I have learned

By staying close and being one so far from the other

This life is one and only one, a charade to tell our father

And there may be yet another.

Fetish

5/17/15

The dead form an army underground

Tho you can’t see them, you can hear their sound

And I wonder what they’re waiting for

The walls that divide us, I never adore

For death is a friend following close

There’s a devil’s fuck for every wanting whore

I feel your warmth against the broken door

But you don’t know what you’re asking for

No. You don’t know what you’re asking for

You have the machine and I have its power

I hold the thorn, you carry its flower

Sometimes I see your eyes in the mirror

Your hands reaching up from freezing water
Like a statue of ivory standing tall in harsh wave 

Where once there was substance,

Now there is a grave

Nothing is a hole

Your touch is a knife of ice into my soul

Punishers will seek that which we lack

I evade my sentence in never turning back