just outside
blue light beckons
accompanied by
disorienting music
half a note
too the fast
off key warbling
howling screams
through hollowed
out skulls cast
in bronze with
waxen rivulets

in the haunting
moments where dream
is a flute hidden
lost in dischordia
i stumble with
heavy limbs clanging
a warbeast beholden

an oni
blood red
kissed gently
then torn
asu nder
by the crescent
moon

the birds scream
and i understand
the surrender in
their dissertation to the savagery
in the face of days to come

these melodies.
are they nostalgia?
or the fates fucking with my inner ear?
a certain hesitation
in isometric ossicle
interpretation
can whip a frenzy
in frontal lobe
fanciful fuckeries.

she smiled
in her eyes she promised
a fire
and so i sit
fully ablaze
spouting poetry
through a tongue of flame
eager to consume the horizon.

what is a man
if not an accelerant
a barely contained catastrophe
running high on
the barely constrained need to scream
get the fuck out of my way
i gotta head full of her
enough drugs in my blood
to make you beg for your mother
and a desperate need for
either violence or head

a goddamned dime store
pissant screaming alone
as the universe rapes my
fucking tattered soul
like the crusty cum rag
hanging forgotten in
adolescent nightmares
looking for any reason
to repentreleaserelapse
nothing but gasoline in
my collapsing veins
ready to answer her call