Clairvoyant

I have been down
all of these roads before,
I know each turn and
what is around every corner

my fingers
have felt these impressions,
senses so acute that I no longer
know surprise

undoubting expectations,
the desire is diminished
and sensation is dull

this infinite intellect and
wisdom is simply
lack of imagination

there will be
only one outcome.

South

It is mutiny
and I suppose
the decent thing to do
after this decline
would be to fold,
as I lose my color
I will ever so calmly
fade.

Die Träume von Kindern

Clarimonde, mother and matron,
eine Mutter von Waisen,
though a mere fourteen,
sheltered and nurtured
those who had been left behind,
each girl, orphan and urchin,
between four and ten,
ganz allein, ganz allein,
sought refuge beneath her wing,
unter ihrem Flügel,
the shell of the abandoned school
became her nest from the cold,
die Schwester zu allen
held no contempt for the outside
as Vala, a broken girl of nine,
found only the warmth in scorn,
beaten in short youth, she raged
ganz allein, ganz allein,
dreaming from her bleeding heart,
bitterly she cursed at die Sonne
for always leaving her
just as everyone else had,
but Clarimonde's compassion,
eine immerwährende Liebe,
redeemed the daughter of woman,
lady Vala, patron to poor sisters,
nicht mehr allein, nicht mehr allein.

Tec Tonic

The shimmering street lamps flicker
as I upset the quiet

where the distant voices
seemed to flourish

where blanket hush cedes to
tremors on sidewalks

I shake the ground you stand on
and though you lose your footing
you still remain

but I will never lose my discomposer.

erosion

your petty squabbles
and scolding
grab hold
of lingering grudges,
my seething veins
start to surge
while you scheme
and leave me behind
to waste away
and impair my odds

your slander
begins leaving blisters,
but you backstab
within your heart
more than you do in words,
still, i crumble
and decay from
each taunt and calloused reply

as madness turns to mania
my heightened pulse
beats in sync,
for the only comfort i can find
is smashing my possessions
to pieces

Isis Unveiled

Rooted beneath the Lute Bearer and the dynasty of five
bound and buckled by the knot, my hedonistic ego
desired more than immortality and new posterity,
so I removed the shade over the Star of the Sea
to reveal by the once stolen magic of Ra
a chaotic medley of glorification and favor
upon the statuesque face of a mere mortal queen.
"I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be;
and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised."

Sink

There is only one absolution, and that is penitence
for the guilt, the grief that fills your lungs after the shipwreck,
you clutch your chest and reach for the surface,
as each breath you take burns your throat, you sink;

eye for an eye, always at each other's throats,
we found adversaries in our rustic company,
but that would pass, and we reconciled without the effort,
eyes closed, running head first into the prime of our lives;

we laughed so hard and played our little pranks,
we entered adulthood smoking on the after-school cruises,
and connected the distant dots that had always intended to be,
we never looked back and never apologized to anyone,
and soon we graduated and went our own separate ways;

I will never know the scent of your very first flowers
or remember how you looked in your last suit,
I will never recall myself comforting dear Angelina,
and I never learned where you were buried.

there is only one absolution, and that is penitence
for the guilt, the grief that fills my lungs after the shipwreck,
I clutch my chest and reach for the surface,
as each breath I take burns my throat, I finally sink.

Left Leviticus for Lascivious

Though once forbidden, I slept jilted
and within my dream I awoke
as the wisp's will snared me into her grasp.

As snowy and a sandy-haired seductress
she exposed her revenant presence
as the first true royalty
to wend atop of unchaster nature.

It began as a devious grin,
but by the glimmer in abandoned eyes
it slowly transposed to her narcissism
and desire to possession.

I, mortally anemic, yet still with breath,
did not tug at my ethereal chains
as the hand of Inanna, gladdener of all hearts,
the maiden who has seized the light,
burst forth aglow to reveal my lust chance,
but seeded beneath the occult and her blaze
I sensed a newly stagnant discontent
of vexing the sons of man.

Bound and glinting in the gilded barrens
I pleaded her to leave the untilled sallow.

Well-nigh I had become Senoy, Sansenoy,
and Semangelof, so too the resenting chimera
metamorphosed from the spirit of unclean
to the eternally liberated screech owl.

To the den of fiend and villain
we descended beyond all earthly hope
to compromise the boycott.

In the heart of the crust and ore
I made my pledge to poor, poor Lilith.

A vow of balance and sameness
only in return for my own,
and as her courting endowment
I present to her Adam's head on a pike.

Okay, Show Me

Drawn down this urban stretch
bordering on a glide,
she is dispensing with nothing
and she pretends to gauge it all,
she is delivering messages
as steady she goes, straight as a line

all for me, all for me.


I drink the jaunt, and
abandon my control of the fury
to strafe the night, and
just to relinquish my own resolve
I bide her time and set free
the devil in red, who does it

all for me, all for me.


She yields to no one, and
stops at nothing,
if I keep her steel heart full
and vow to give her each beat of mine
then she will lay waste to those
foolish enough to cross our path

all for me, all for me.