Two to three miles offshore (a poem)

Horizon swaying in the distance Warring infinites of gray and black Salt spray swirling in my lungs The floor keeps a layer of bilge As indiscriminate waves Chop away at our sides Our voices are subdued  A reverence for our fortune Rivers of pale-yellow shards Arc up through the air From the way of the … Continue reading Two to three miles offshore (a poem)

Blood Like Rain (cosmic horror)

“Drip, drip, drip,” goes the rain Thinks he As a deep red smears his fingers Wiping a cheek and turning to the skies High above in the clouds Floats the crucifixions Of humans by the millions An ocean of flesh Indiscriminately strung up By the invisible Their eyes are torn to pink Seeing nothing below … Continue reading Blood Like Rain (cosmic horror)

Ha Ha Horse Fly Forest (a poem about casual racism)

They all laughed.

Red (a narrative horror epic)

Hooks to my teeth It pries open My mouth Chills rattle Down the base Of my skull To the marrow Of my sacrum

The Thorned Rings (a dream/cosmic horror poem)

As the vessel unfurled to a boundless womb, unspeakable darkness yawned out.

HE (dream/cosmic horror poem)

I hung my head to an unfamiliar grotesque limb the alien umbilical that joined us at the navel my stomach crawled chest lurched

HE〘 Immersive Cosmic Horror 〙

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Black Sun

The bright sun struck three The black sun struck twelve From there It was only screams From there It was only hell ~ They fled in droves They begged for mercy They all were massacred Bargained for time Betrayed their own A mad and twisted herd ~ Spoke not in words but tongues And nobody … Continue reading Black Sun

The Daemon (a poem)

The Daemon (a poem) A time ago I asked myself a question, knowing not where it led. See, I have lived my life a sinning man, I have learned that sinners can see through others, and sometimes see themselves staring back. Looking yourself in the eye,  anywhere but in front a mirror, I call that … Continue reading The Daemon (a poem)

Hollow Face of Straw (dream / a poem, 2018)

Hollow Face of Straw (dream / a poem) We burned it all, the golden straw, A city of wicker and flame. All men they fell down to the earth, Ash having lost its name. ~ With a lone curse descended, His toes turned claw and fin. A life ashore is ended, Amongst the murk therein. … Continue reading Hollow Face of Straw (dream / a poem, 2018)