“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)
Humanity
The Universe Has a Sense of Humor (a musing/poem)
Exhaling towers of yellow haze like Smaug the Terrible, in my lonely solitude, I rocked to and fro on a shadowy slab of concrete, and let the sounds of the world wash over me.
Is this enough for you? (a poem)
The foundations to be shaken were already taken down By hands and unheard voices mistaken Of the downtrodden, low-down found out To be rotten, begotten of times and rhymes designed To ride the fine lines dividing divines
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
Thorns and Briars (short-form cosmic horror)
Glowing white eyes pierced me through the gloom. Sunken into the vague gray outline of a stag’s skull, the visage floated closer. Translucent fragments of ink-black cracks and crevasses spiraled out behind it to my unlit kitchen.
HE〘 Immersive Cosmic Horror 〙
Something terrible this way comes.
Newborn, yet altogether dreadful. It will leave you changed, forevermore.
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
Us
Sick with despair Sick of this anger I can barely Stand the sight of you And your ungrateful face So I smack it Just hard enough For a little satisfaction But you merely recover And spit in my eye So I wipe it slowly Like a hunter Just enough motion That the prey Does not … Continue reading Us
Not I (a poem)
Live, And do, As they do. Read their eyes, The hands, And stances. Know their thoughts, Learn their words, Grasp their hold. See you, As they do, As you do not. What you desire, What we all wish, What do they seek? Find it, Answer it, Become it. Hide truths, Bury weakness, Embody Ideals. Suffer, … Continue reading Not I (a poem)
