Black Hole

The spell, dreamcast,

for the darkmired

tenant of Saturn's house.

black on black, 

the line is drawn, 

step over, step off

the edge. 

Event horizon

beckons. 

Cloudbusting

“. . . full sexual consciousness and a natural regulation of sexual life mean the end of mystical feelings of any kind, that, in other words, natural sexuality is the deadly enemy of mystical religion. The church, by making the fight over sexuality the center of its dogmas and of its influence over the masses, confirms this concept.”

Wilhelm Reich

Red Abject

The red line,
(try not to see it.)
cuts you in two.
A crack,
a rail,
a tear,
a thread,
a blood scrawl,
with splinter
of bone.
Glister crimson
blister.
Bone jar shaker,
worms in the head.
La Red tangled,
blow fly,
maggot snack,
crimson claw,
flesh snag,
hag catch,
sag and groan.
                                  (You can't
                                  look away.
                                   You can't
                                    want to.)
Fever swamps

mosquito murmurations.

fish snagged in
a nightmare net
of folly's prison,
slime emits,
self-smothers.
Eye hook,
jewel-bright,
ruby ripe.
Try to rip
blue orb
caught.
La red in red.
A big mistake,
realized too late.
Fear is to fear,
and only fear is left.
Sinister turn,
offering burn,
the spell cannot
be
broken.
Glitter, slither,
cold snake.
Smoke, fire,
burn, break.
Tumor excised
with a butter knife,
carefully laid
in dish of white,
was a heart,
now a bite.
A morsel for
a jagged maw,
putrid lump,
carrion to gnaw.

Gone

Go Gentle.
Goodnight.

Pretty Words

I dreamt of spinning blades
the glimmer in your eye
lash to bat
glitter
a cold steal
 thief in the night
what you take isn't always what you get
 and what you get centrifugal

Tainted Love

It Will burn, Alright