Ruin by the riverside
If it was astonishment it had to be light
It was golden photosynthesis
It was the Fire that Witnessed
I was sinking in murder summer tell the vision it was fire in a crisis
IT WAS DESIRE I WITNESSED
Fires on the sutures of the horizon
Fire in a crisis
AND IT RISES
Lily of oblivion
Vengeful and brutal oblivion as the black gorging stars
liturgical smoke of silver and salt
with the delivering fire of catastrophe
burning summer fissured in aimless afternoons
A revenant with the fragility of clouded daydreams
you had the violence of heavens
and the piety of the noontides
It was golden photosynthesis
and I witnessed—
The splintering of the light
Ruin by the riverside
I was sentenced in Time
They will die by the lasso of the night ! and you will rise!
Anabasis once I was like white silence in the stars ashes
yes I will be yours in the pleasures of the nights
there was a smoke ring circumscribing the moon it was desire
god get me out it was a VOID like a wolf’s bloody mouth
the west was a fragile virgin wet with light
you had the drowsiness of firesides
incarnadine dawn I escalated to collapse
Under siege by summer sky winds
I listened to the yapping of black yew trees
Out of the orphaned reaching dark
I was abducted to the cold auroras
lightning’s limbs in waning dawns
I wanted anesthesia on the steppes of Heaven
the greed! the reverence!
yes I spent too much time in the wind
I was an anemone chained to the architectonic deep
fleeing the burning cities
and I witnessed
the footprints of fire
summers ritual sacrifice of April’s knife light
lament of the slaughtered it was desire
I died in the bestiary of the chrysalis nights
You had the clarity of winter sunrises
heaving Earth home to every gilded infinity I fell in
I was naked and dissatisfied even with the dark revelations of the abyss
collapsing like the bare and naked Messiah
Behold the forge moons
and the dahlias with their wilted defiance
Beneath the Ash of Elysium
Heaven was seething madness anyway
You had me unveiled like the entrails of a lily
those hills of ichor and petrichor were singing
absent Regained Paradise
there were masses of jurassic darkness
that was July’s last judgment
and now September screams in shadow sears before us
seize the fire salamander seas
light was your edifice
the engulfing gods I sought
heaven’s dark theater Discord
ragdoll of the incantatory dark
I wanted a cavern dark enough for angels
anemone chained to the architectonic deep
oh entanglements! it was grand wasn’t it
oh god the golden shore of sky the magnificent dark mountains the moonlight
like an axe at my neck! it was grand wasn’t it
the brutality of desolation’s shore
Darkness arrived in Decibels
evanescent Devotion like a chokehold from sacral heaven I was bound in
as the vengeant angels we were astonished by the light
Gold Ichor petrichor
Chrysalis in the equinox tomb
behold the Fishingline Forge moon
we were ensnared by the flashing dawns
in the agony of ages I sought the beauty of being a perfect creation
you had me unveiled like the entrails of a lily
Fire of Isis I witnessed another existence
belladonna wastes extinction in dark plains
our resurrected dreams were defenseless
all the miracles were vanquished
basalt meadows granite nights
we were the descendants of every surviving fire
Devotion like a promontory
Ruin by the riverside
If it was astonishment it had to be light
The Revelation! of the Sacred!
evening’s covenant
give up your dark allegiances
give up your everlasting radiance
Dahlia of the death meadows
soothing wounds from the thorn roses of the voiceless ocean
Endure Heaven’s propagating fever—
Endure the furious and brutal suns—
These were the verdicts of grave paradise like verdicts of desire
the sinking griefs red and receding into Eternity
Fallen daughters of eve an infinity of griefs
belladonna with dark abandon
wandering the Dreaming dead wastes
nocturnal black winds Butcher of the night
you vanquished the miracles
stillness upon the lightning seas
Welcome to the raw apocalypse
unredeemed Mary Magdalene
That Darkness is no Door
This is the Rapture you waited for
ancient ardor the sunset was a raiment of distant fire
The magnification!
Everlasting dark radiance
I stood beneath a sabotage of clouds like a veil of Isis
and I witnessed straying darkness beyond lidded moonlight
Sublime fire of the sunken centuries
We were deep in yearning
You had the desolation of dawn meadows
and I was so in love!
Zephyrs in pyramids of light
it was desire
like sheared armaments of violent Heaven
a sabotage of clouds breeding darkness
summer was burning sepulcher dust
and I witnessed—
Prophecy in the Thunder
Leda Marc Burckhardt
I inhaled the blanched stars
water lights of radiant darkness
like the vermillion thread of the wounded burning ones I was coming undone
seraphim the glass of God burns
seraphim of camphor clouds I was unearthed
incarnadine dawn—I escalated to collapse
Equinox
Luminous web of slipping time
I was sinking in the silos of summer
deadly ironic grandeur like an aftershock I went after
Violet equinox
in the spring I was becoming a god
Time was a white circlet
vanishing into world ash
fire on the bridges of locusts peeling
back the nervous eyelids of night
gypsum in the heat I wanted to die
You had the stupor of dawns
and I was forgotten
dreaming of transfigurations
lucent heaven wheezed by
barbed lightning I was beheaded
dreaming of flaming orchards in the palisades
forge of the comets
cast me in your devoted nets
Heaven’s dark theater and the discord went on
The evenings were shrinking
the gorge of the sea was Gatsby green
and I was dreaming of lightning in the palisades
Camphor flame on the cusp of clouds
Thought I saw cherubs in the orchard dust
the radiance!
like a reverie of high winds
Orpheus Eve
I walked towards gravitational collapse
The merciful commandments of May were ash
I couldn’t snap out of the compulsions
It was umbral undergrowth
and the hours were glowing
what a superficial terror
summers brutal azure furnace
The liquid tides of Lethe were quiescent
Ecstasy was breathless creation
Exultant eating of flesh
in the ecstatic sinews of night
You had the patience of graves
All the moves were mistakes
glory transfigured by glory
You had the sordid nobility of suicides
The last perpetual future arriving
Speak the euphoric language of angels
Into the ineffable wilderness
God of the lousy miraculous
You were a vanishing thing of Time
Before the bare blackness of naked dawn
the bluebird hills of twilight went twittering on
Orpheus of the darkness saw
we were orphaned by the farthest darkness
in a whirlpool of languid nights
in the Reverence of the Evenings I vanished
immanent spring
I fear I was witnessing
the dark boughs of December
crushed by the ineluctable burning
effervescent fire in the shrine of light limbs
you had the private pride of dandelions in the wind
Confront one final obdurate terror
Vanitas take the vain ambrosia of the gods
frail and scintillating
God was giggling
you were not yet forgotten
nor were you forgiven
and I witnessed—
Sibyl of the red floods
Sibyl of the dust
The scalded stars and their wounded miraculous fury
A broken World from the gorge of Christ and the limbs of light
I endured the accusation and the anguish of starlight
the sunken chalice of the sun resuscitated into reality
before the dark doorsill of night
I dreamt of delight I cried out your name into the liquid light
detritus of the virgin snowfields
detritus of the dark trees
Breathless euphoria do not desert me
I want the crushing of the dark
Aloneness would doom you
Devotion like a sunken relic of the riverside
I drowned in the cruel stillness of streetlights
on the ephemeral Earth
thunder cracked over dark grasses
fissures from lethal heaven
prophet of cold moons you were rooted like the smoking mountains
sinking season heaven was barren in the divine and pregnant night
you had the sacrality of the simulacrum of light
sodden and drowning in radiator cold moons
porous Oblivion do not diminish me
even the angels were moaning
my Seraph you had the fragility of lucid dawns
beneath the conflagration of branches
into the immaculate dark I wandered on
how many black dawns will betray you?
the radiance! like a killing spring!
Paralysis in night’s bestiary
in the eyes of a God we burn our fires
Flaming wasteland this is the late apocalypse
you are not forgiven and you are not forgotten
Catastrophe
Wisely on the margins I surrendered
it was the season of summer sinking and I fell in
it was a season I had to survive to get to
washed into catastrophe fall the blessings were limited
did I outlast the depredations
the wings were weightless
I was feral and on the edge of ruins
Axis Mundi
I dream of the gaudiness of heaven
Axing of yet another spring sprung
Sunset was a manuscript of burning
the clouds were carbon
I endured the orgiastic light
from the stabs of streetlamps
a dream rising out of the night visage
I listened to the vestiges of oblivion
they were hollow wombs we were cornered in
like the drowning pall of dawns we went slumbering on
it was a lasting road
cascading helplessness
catapulting around the sun!
with that shapeshifter silence
and the silence was Noise
you were the luminous white fire
at the shrinking horizon
order of the forgetting hours
piety the Fall of Rome was vermillion
Leviathan of a diffusive universe
God forgot the world in The Confusion
the cacophony!
I wanted Atlas holding the World Entire for me
mercurial like summer sunsets
river of Lethe Oblivion’s memory I would
Make a weapon of forgetting
Piety I was chained in summer darkness
I spent empires in exile thinking I was free
I had forgotten the commandments of may
but they had not forgotten me
April Oblivions could not be further
but I felt the burning
the cacophony! rising in my ribs
and I witnessed—
Fusion
Siren lights at the shore
Sealed day and night into numbness
Like a god of the black pines
Pierced by the blades of night
Thin wings of moths as mist crackling
With September soon arriving
I was frightened
Pallid dawns the limpid moon must have wandered far
Everything was irresolvable
a nameless madness with the violence of wasting waves
Boundless immensities
Life is a distorted lattice I dwelt among primal things
Rise shine and sever
It was lachrymose evening
The bone world and its ocean fogs
Baptized by rising tides
Like gathering vastnesses of the sea I tried to hide
That dark and late genesis was outlasting me
Born Back to Dark Ages / Late Genesis / The Severing / from the Eternal Bait of Eve
Who would choose the peace of paradise
Who would choose to grieve
wasting Carcass of Paradise
the light tried to die for you
The Severing
Dark and late Genesis outlasting the springs
I wanted you haunting me
The extravagancy!
I was a divine thing felled
Chaosmosis reality couldn't touch us
Desire was an ecstatic crucifix
Thought it was darkness but it was liquid
Summer summoned me
There was a void to complete
It was like eternal torment to me
And I was in compliance
Even the lifeless lamb was burgeoning decay
And I wanted
And I wanted
And I wasted away
Grappling with dawn
I wandered those wilds
and then I went wandering on
Entrapment
Angels with their dark blue attendants carrying revelation
Clarity I scrambled for the abundances in the ash
radiance and ruin
who can survive the shifting of the light?
I dreamt the devastations were killing us with desire
that the dead were baked by dark cradles of delight
And I was frightened
Ancestry was dark magic
it was the fire that called this time
And I panicked
Earths breathing appendages
variegated and rioting
Basilica of pressed eyelids
Like a crucifix of Oedipus
That Revenant River had its ribs in me
It was desire I was living
And desire I was killing
Machinery of night the birch was burning like a torch all eve I was witnessing
In the yoke of the horrors
And yes I wanted more for the yawning years
The cold morning hours arose in rioting floods of smoke
And I wanted to know
and I wanted to know
Bound in the knife mornings
A yoke like hemlock blood
I was in the epochs of the dead
the spring the splendour
the summer
Eruption
The Earth Feasts in Sieges of Sunlight
We were on the edge of things
There was wind in the Gutter of night
I wanted in with the epochs of the dead the world was erupting fire in an aria of light I wanted death possessing me like the yoke of the morning
Unwinding the Noose of the eve
That darkness was baiting me
And I witnessed
Like a godless thing
death was chattering on the worlds rim
I was Unfurling
Rebellious earth alchemized
I think it was mercury
Death was speaking in its arias of light
At the worlds end
Creation I wanted it
Creation I was deathless
In the glowing hours
Desire was a crucifix
The earth possessed me
We were on the edge of peripheries
I was competitive with death
It shattered my soul
How I wanted to know if the springs would quake upon us in the mercury of summer
I was through and through I spent doomed twilights in aprils to die here I was through and through not the cruelty of spring in summerfire
There was salt in the shrinking horizons
I was subterranean
In the Wasting carcasses of the nights
Chained to darkness
Like I was a far thing witnessing salted oblivion
Always Worship the wasted carcass
Eternity was (under) us
To evoke anything was to tarnish its invisible grace
The Fire Scriptures
Captured by catastrophe
the brutality was like a chorus of slaves under the belt
the brutality a polyphony of lives I wanted to forget
before the devastations I decreated
yes I suppered in the silver skies
that darkness was nacreous and wise
Madonna of the selves that died
I suppered in the silver skies
Good morning sunshine, I said to the sepulcher
dispossessed of Dawn
I walked those wilds and then I wandered on
Desire spinning like a liquidating eternity
Desire like golden ruin upon the famished earth to me
I fear it was rolling on
in love with the glowing hours I could have sworn they belonged to me
at the funeral of the stars I anointed you
crisis consecrated you
Then I realized it was drowning oblivion we were sifting through
The death fires danced at night
My fever was rising
Eve of orchid wounds
We were blood carrion soon
In the chapel of The Starved
It was meandering dark
Exodus of orchid wounds
I was through and through
Dispossessed of dawn I walked those wilds and then I wandered on
You were roving with vultures
You had the strangeness of catastrophe
It was a dark and late Genesis outlasting the springs
The sky found us soundless
Exodus of orchid wounds
It was barren land
Everything was moribund
We were shrinking time
Madonna of the shivering eternities
THE AFTERSHOCKS OF DAMNATION
I burned with dusk
Moribund in time
I was sure we had been forgotten
Madonna of the shivering eternities
The devastation of Hiroshima came from the deeps
My waning life it was the wreckage of angels we were entangled in
Like the flooding world I had no origins
The serpent was salvation
I feared erasure and I feared creation
The horizons were shrinking
I declared you a jewel from the Green Gorge of the sea
Even the familiar was spectral to me
I do not know if I wanted only in a fragile way
Both the wolf in the woods and the lifeless lamb were burgeoning decay
Endurance
Every ravishing eternity
I wrestled with That Angel Antiquity of Fire living like light in my ribs
High on the liquor of moonlight
Into the god grave I was riding fire
In august heat I dreamt the wild violences of winter were plundering me
the predation of grief
Desire was a liquidating eternity
All my splitting selves unraveled in front of me
Dispossession
I delighted in the disappearance of drifting paradise
and I was exiled twice
And I was exiled twice
Yes I came back with the weightlessness of light
couldn't you go with the November moons?
the untethered wings of the wind unwinded into monsoons
Burning blue with the summerfire
The universes Adamantine
You reminded of them
Desire was wild magic to me
I was an ornament of the earth going under the stillness of summer minutes
and I witnessed
I was in the atrium of burning blue
in the Skein of Summer
godless and grand
acquiring ruination for you!
I was a disciple of fire
Eternity that harbinger of light
in the vaults of solitude I wanted to die
I savored the mysteries asylum of fire in the falling darkness the ordeals would be over soon for a moment we were tombless moons and then the deepening trees met us the dead like umbral shadows I was bruised by evenings leaving me and yes I was vanishing these were violations of immensity
you had me like an emperor of darkness falling for eternity
phantom wings like limbs of light
in the womb of God I tried to hide
You had the wilderness of seas
Mauled by the silken trim of lightning
the darkling stars had my appetites
it was desire living like light
Resurrected Ariel on the shore
I made Communion with cold moons
desire what a feeble flame to live for
I was a fugitive of daylight for it
Madonna of the polyphony of selves I ended
I suppered in the silver skies
Good morning sunshine, I said to the sepulcher
Desire was spinning like liquidating eternity
Dispossessed of Dawn
I walked the wilds and then I wandered on
gathering vastness for a famished eternity
I was in love with the glowing hours they belonged to me
the devastation of Hiroshima came from the deeps
every summer I wanted like a haunted thing
Eternity that harbinger of light
Madonna of the shattered visages of Eternity
Black wasting dawn
Who will bait the biting god
Who will abandon the grace
Bereaved in a cavern of dreams
I was a native to Eternity
and I thought the wild world had forgotten me
Like a wrecked thing in the wastes of Babylon
Magdalena of the moths
do your holy work of desolation
Appetite like a death drive
it was a gilded eternity in the wilderness
and I witnessed
the Testament of the Earth
darkness was a prelapsarian garden
the stars were seething with my petitions
Harvesting evening light
This is the Testament of Flesh
I wanted to forget
the dark day star
catastrophe and void
Flesh eating wasps on meadow grasses
to the dark day star
I confessed
Through ruin and rain
Evangelion of eternity
Cold fox eyes like searchlights
Oedipus I was eclipsed by the eyes of Witness
Annihilation in night like oblivion eternity
I counted the eves before I died like an accountant of dreams
Summer going to the stone tombs
Annihilation in the night I wish I had died
Zion they were scriptures of nightfall calling
Ecstasy an Epitaph for the sainted night
The sacred abundances the delight
Flesh of the world wound
You Crusader of chained cities
Had me Burning Troy like a god consuming cities
That predator anarchy
All my memories go mute at midnight
You were like ice that survived the first ages
From the hesitating wastes
Wanting Emancipation your blood was like a barbiturate
I was a storm light sacrament of the shifting winds
Madonna of the saintly trinity fires
Madonna of the golden nooses
Flesh Redeemer
disciple of daylight Revelations
Tell the Titan of Eastern Dawn
that I wanted—
and I wandered on—
God the sun gypsy scattered his graces
Madonna of the Golden Nooses
Madonna like a Sin You Choose
Madonna of the reveling Meteors
Madonna like a reverie beckoning
Weightless like a tempests of fire
It was desire
Madonna of the shivering veils
The grandeur of God
A revelation I had forgotten
Doubt that the stars are fire
Doubt the storms of God were dying
That dark oceanliner of Eternity
Carrying an infinity of griefs
Madonna of the vacancies
Resurrection roses of Jericho
I was a wasting thing
Madonna wherefore
Madonna whatamI
Madonna of what I witnessed
In august heat I dreamt of predation
By the wild violences of winter
Yes the soundless were slaughtered
in a killing spring of starlight
Summer was a season of brutalities
Gilded God of fire—
gilded God of furnaces—
I heard the wrath of angels
That Horizon of Heaven waging war
God of the furnaces of Creation
It was irradiated starlight like sprawling dark
In the summerfire of revelation
Like the warmth of a summer thunderstorm
The golden gypsy of the Sun
Her bones were Dark Floating bodies of ash
Mountain peaks of the irradiated starless dark
And I needed your light inside of me
Moonbeams on the moors
Existence was a spring I was drinking
Dozing like a coward in the deeps
Despair tore a ravine
unburdened by burning dusk
you vanished like hour hands
tarnishing in light
It was Requiem for the lion not the lamb expiring
Imprisoned in Veiled Paradise
Seraph of the seasons incarnating stars
Halcyon thing I was desire decaying or desire awakening
Ushering the unborn light of meteors
Desire lived an eternity in me
Shrinking from the drifting winds
and I was exiled twice
And I was exiled twice
Yes I came back with the weightlessness of light
Felled eternity was like a mistress of dissolving light
Forgotten godhead
The Workmanship of your calamities
The Workmanship of your starlit evenings
gaining darkness like an armament
despair made me selfish
deep in the lidded entrails of the earth
The workmanship!
I witnessed!
what a vision murmuring I am alive as the flame of the burning shores
I saw that devastation as an arc of light and I sought it fiendishly
the burning shores murmuring I am alive I am divine
Calypso of the frigid eternities
I was shut in the tomb of my life
vacant black waters from the captive Earth like stigmata in my palms
Siren of the black Albion cliffs and I witnessed—
waterbirds drawing dawn’s dark catacombs
seasons of fire!
I was extinguished
The miracles were killing me
All the stars were radiant lacunae
The universe was ending there was annihilation on the horizon
I didn't care the stars were graves first
Like the singularity I was without origins
And then that event horizon rushed on towards us
The Ordeals
the wonderment! the rapture! the delight! that day darkness wandered into night! it was a horizon of fire atonement there were cold tombs in the moons like voids you choose no more of this life a moth died behind the glass of Being and yes the tarnished wings of white oblivion were whispering to me the barbaric terrors encroaching and all my dreams were far things! I vanished into a cloister of silences the ugliness of my life began to overtake everything. an infinity of griefs I am weak and depleted.
Spiral of fire whatami and whereami I let myself be shattered and suddenly in echoing eternity it killed me it killed me suddenly in echoing eternity it unearthed me like a draught of Lethe desperation shattered me into graces it was white oblivion written in the conflagrations like idle starlight in the churning gut of summer I went under Time like a gravity of Waste and I chased it I know I loved because I suffocated in the shivering night winds Eros the despotic hunted me eve through eve for eternity
On the Sublime
I couldn’t decide if I was a dying thing or a world newborn
Biblical light in the manacles of veiled Night
Like a flooding God wound
yes I was frightened
I spent eternities navigating Silences
The Rhapsody—The Ruin—the Rapture
You had the sulter stillness of firesides
Those starving saints imitating
the diligence of the light
THE WONDER! THE WOUNDS!
Newborn in world’s womb
I should have known
a chorus of questions that God refuses
what flame flared in the slaking fire
Soul of oblivion
Just like the world I was inverted
Moderation I hadn't heard of it
I was as turbulent as the sun
at the breakdown of Being
with that bastard Michelangelo chiseling my wings
like a fallen God lapping at the summer springs
and I created! the earth!
Some nights the iridescence of fire bit back
apertures of ravishing Gods arresting me
I vanished into precarious wilderness
like a stoppered vessel
Grail of shattered graces
It was grand wasn't it to abandon understanding
Inherited Trauma like an heirloom
You had the solitude of moons
or smoking mountains
my life gone by the wayside
with the shuddering stars of late summer
I thought it was sacredness that I was chasing like a birthright
the fury! of the Griefs!
adrift in the carousel of Eternity
I had never intended to be such a vaulted thing
I was a fault of creation
fire polyphonies in the ribs of the night
it was Desire living like light
late summer’s cruel and unusual punishment
Calyspo of the far existences
I drove every version of myself to extinction
the succor of strange lands living in my veins
running with the rivers into clawed nightfall
the moonlight was Silver in the Wind
Annihilating summer evenings
Madonna of the wayward things
I was a grave then
Immortality was a sinking
The Furthest Fire Circumnavigating Me
I was the worst it was nearly a guarantee on a summer eve
dandelions of a God dreaming
the Cyclops moon in the stars black graves
not an eternity in LA summer
a suicide of cicadas
would be better than this
testament of flesh I protested a prison
Sirius the scorcher it was silver fire in the scorching summer
Apostate Aphrodite
the need for splendour
River by river
Pandemonium on the borderlands
and I had no home
apostle of razor lights
verdigris I visited the holy orchids
Interiority was a guillotine
Sinews of the darkest demons
Even greed was a kind of freedom
Wrath that fever fire-plane
The darkness cloned I made it my home
Did I hallucinate everything?
I was outside your gate like an apostate angel of creation
Madonna of the wayward things
I was a grave then
It was my weirdest trait—slavish devotion to creation
As if it would save me!
divinity—I was absorbed in creating
the fields were burning in ecstasy
and yes maybe the paradoxes had me on my knees
it was rapture to be devoted as a god to Eternity
reason abandoned me to silver twilights
Yes I sought it yes I wandered on
even the devouring deer were sheltered
and I could not hide
in the ribs of the Night
It was a void I gathered
wellspring of the peripheries
I converged to nothing like a stillborn lily
No possession is permanent
the world was not lasting
I saw its end rising in the hourglass rim
devastation
—and I called it light
All the Veronicas
We participate in the creation of the world by recreating ourselves
Simone Weil
The Inquisition of Fire
Madonna of the Furthest Fire
I thought it would be my salvation
but no salvation can survive the storms
Tell me what lived in the stillness of Galilee
Light winds I was your willow girl unraveling
The Extravagancy! of the Fathomless Deeps!
Desire like a crushing thing with no currency
I was a kept thing of the darknesses
Arrogant even in decaying
There were silos of dark ash
The wind was white fire in the pines
Midnight I was its river pilgrim
the water lived like wings in afterlife
Conditions for Vanishing
in the cliffs of cold moonlight
the Night was a bonfire in voided golden eternities
and I wanted—
every reverie was like a firstborn killing
every evening moon was in its pavilion
even Orpheus was just Silver in the Wind
gone as dead poppies on the roadsides
like a mystic in the mountain I died in silences I died
twilight was a rosary around the red of my neck
and even the forgiving God that lives in silences could not forget
Desire did the Darkness Invent the Earth?
I did not care to know
it was the Hierarchies of Orchestrating Light
like an Aurora glowing
that had me on my knees every liquidating night
ecstasy that Inquisition of Fire we could not forget
Desire it was DESIRE I said to Eternity
like sorghum vanishing before the starved in the deeps
Desire I wanted like a haunted thing
The Extravagancy!
worst of all
It Needed Me
Atonement
Everything has been wrong forever
apathy I called it grandeur
parading the grandeurs of God
and I sought—
the necessity of Exile
I tried to die
in the blades of the Night
Seek the vanished ones
Exodus in Embers
the flesh eats flesh
and I remembered—
I was chained in the dark
the Necessity of Exile
I tried to die
I walked to the wreckage
in idling light
stillborn in god’s country
that Tower of Babel was bone
that gorge was my home
I lit fire canticles before
the gluttonous yellow moons
The Word is Weightless as Light
it Lived on Flesh
the Necessity of Exile
I tried to die
the Furnace of Creation
kneeling before the grandeur of God
the ruin—
the rapture—
stars shivering before their dark assailants
Apotheosis
I felt the holiness of fire
rising in my ribs like I was an evangelist
and I witnessed—
the entrails of the Earth
I was Tiresias
blinded by life
it was Desire like a zenith
when the rest of Heaven was Blue
luminescent tides came with the bayonets of Night
Desire! I thought it was Gold but it was Pyrite
Obsession was a season that I needed rid of
Seventh Day Atonement
the gravity of wanting
had me falling to the eunuch Earth
Devotion
I was chained in the dark kingdoms
Eternity like a famished fire-bird
a phoenix rising in the ashes I died I died
Desire! I thought it was Gold but it was Pyrite
It was Desire as a luminous Eternity
These were impossible hours
I wanted the sublime distance of the stars
I knelt before The Grandeur
like a collapsing empire
and I was gone—
write, write, the mind is your main estate
hourglass Dawn
THIS IS THE STILL MIRROR OF FIRE YOU LIE UPON
and you died—
you died—
Madonna of the Apotheosis
Madonna of the bloated moons and Madonna of the blood roses like runes
Madonna of the blessed eternities
The universes Adamantine
You reminded me of them
Of No Consequence
“One of the symptoms of approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important, and that to take a holiday would bring all kinds of disaster. If I were a medical man, I should prescribe a holiday to any patient who considered his work important.” - Bertrand Russell
Gospel of the Dark
Ophelia of the light crusades
There was a buried Kingdom of grief
In the silent arteries of cities
The travesty!
I beheld in dazzlement
That Gospel of the Dark
Lying in wait like a lamb in the Wolf’s jaws
And I panicked
I Spent an Eternity in Exile
Incarnating shadows
Me as a Sacrifice of the Summer Stars
Those dark descendants! Disfiguring light!
Yes I was Smoking in the Silver Nights
Like a sacrificial violet
shrinking in the midnights violence
Angel wings wringing at my neck
I wouldn’t forget
Madonna of the zenith midnights
In the ravines
The Ravishing by Night
without reason, yes I died in silvered twilights
We were in the Temples of forgotten gods
I witnessed the dissolving winds
Beat me at vanishing
Madonna like a vigil for the whisper of hills
It killed me to think of the lives I wasn’t living
Like I was a vanishing
Of the wilderness
Madonna of those good mists
And I witnessed
Like a jewel of Eternity
Madonna of golden dawns
Desire had me quaking
And I was gone—
I was gone
The epiphany
I Wanted God to finish me
I witnessed the dissolving winds
Ophelia of the light crusades
I made a vigil for the hills
Madonna of What I Witnessed
It was killing me
In a Gospel of Eternity
as if the dark things had heard of me
dare I go the one place you cannot disturb me
Lunar Purgatory
Madonna of the God Mists
Madonna of the lives I’ll never live
I dreamt a different existence
Lunar purgatory
I was stuck in Summer’s spirals
AND I PANICKED
It was grand wasn’t it
Leviathan of the aspens
Blackthorn births in the dark earths
The lion and the knife
There were so many ways to die
AND I PANICKED
I said to Isis that I would die, yes
THE EVENTS!
WHO COULD RESURRECT THEM
THE EVENTS!
WHO COULD FORGET THEM
There Was Decadence in Despair
That Darkness is no Door
This is the Rapture you waited for
I endured Heaven’s hissing
and The Terrors they came
each crack of the world had me shattering
like a glass thing
it was glassed devastation
that lived like light
trapped and lasting in my arms
and I waited and I gave and I got
I wanted to be your Devastation
it was a god to me to be sinking in the summer fires
it was delight to me to be sinking in the summer fires
It was desire
—and I died
—I died