Blasphemy

The desert grasps at my old throat
And squanders peace and Holy Ghosts
The mighty dune erases hope
As Hebrew lives are spurned and stoked
Moses cracks his serpent staff
And issues forth a thunderclap
The skulls of martyrs burn and melt
As soldiers stand beside themselves
The hourglass begins to bend
As time itself forgets to mend
The wounds of warriors lost at sea
The hopeful priests of certainty
The tide is high, so warm and pure
As gallops echo, sweet and sure:
March, go forth, and do proclaim
That you have found the Holy Name

Clouds of dust and gas distraught
Begins the Satan's last onslaught
As archangels storm the halls
Of Lords and Princes born in stalls
In Heaven, as in lands below
A Tyrant cannot hold his throne
Divine Bastille, birthed in hate
The silent human born to sate
The dreams of angels lost and torn
By Gabriel and Jericho's horn
As Michael stands with Azrael
Commanding God to serve in Hell:
The burning lakes of Angel's Mount
Are then declared the ones that count

Hushed, bereft of form and fame
The unclothed beast devoid of name
Seated, hopeless, left in fear
Is straddled by the harlot near
Her tambourine and silent growl
Her demon tongue and scarlet cowl
Persuade the lost and harried beast
To kill the Savior at his feast
But Judas holds his silver close
And bribes the Beast and his host
His task completed, pure and whole
He yet redeems his tainted soul:
Given thus his bravest task
Betrayal, as the Savior asked

You Are Hell By Some Other Name

The sky is empty
Full of cold
Doppelgangers
Young and old
Speech and parlance
Poor and broke
Whores and harlots
Wounds that soak

Na-na, na-na,
The heartbeat hum stops and starts
Dum-da, dum-da,
The taste of love is short and tart

Let the line breathe

Let the verse shake

Bleed, silence, bleed

Quickened earthquake

The horror of this landscape
My soul is trapped within
Shall never touch this paper
Nor this blood-inked pen

Everything We Weren't

You can't understand
The words that I write
My pen is distorted
I can't seem to type
The flowers have wilted
We awoke from the dream
And I wish you were happy
But I can't seem to think
What is the problem?
What is remorse?
Why aren't you ready
For a proper discourse?
I hate what you've done
And I hate myself more
For letting it happen
And holding the door

I've found someone else
But it isn't the same
She doesn't quite know me
And can't spell my name
It's a Tuesday gone missing
A week dead at sea
The tombstone is missing
And yet I can see
As lust ensnares others
With vines and with tongues
You dance in the moonlight
As the poet, he hums
A song of remission
The plain spoken creed
The last of the saviors
The last who shall bleed

Everything You're Not

She smiles like a gypsy
She dances through streetlights
Her tongue is a whisper
Her mind is a ruby
Her eyes can speak volumes
She lets out her anger
There's nothing like sunshine
That brightens her manner
I wish you could see her
I wish you could know
That she is everything
That you are not.

A flame to a candle
The glass to perfume
A dancer, a dreamer
She never wakes up at noon
She never holds daggers
She never pens hate
Her face is angelic
She won't make me wait
Honest as rainfall
Warm as a dream
She was my last muse
My last everything

The truth

The worst part of this is
that when I see you
it still feels like
I should be
happy.

Heartbreak Boulevard

You step onto the dew-drenched grass
Your mind is clear, your heart is full
Raindrops sidle on your face
The day begins to kiss you
The dawn, your song, a melody
So sweet, so simple,
Gallops, gallant, through the streets
Of climbing clouds of crystal

I stand alone along the square
Anguish languishes affairs
Anger lingers, strange despair
The taste of blood, a pang, a dare,
Hang to dry your dead desire
Hang to die your loving fire

A dead end road
Where none can preach
It can't be found
If paths you seek

You never meant to be there
You don't know how to leave
A silhouette walks toward you
It breathes, it reeks, it seeps

Desperation fills the void
Where once was joy and light
Revert to childhood again
Thrash and shout and cry
Alone you stand
As stalking forth
Comes the dark figure
The moon is high
The air is chilled
Death shall yet demure

What detour brought me here
To see this sight grotesque?
What pain begets the breach of self
That leads to leaves upset, of Set?
I know this road,
and I blame her...

But as the luring claws of night
Close around my throat
I know that it was my fault
I ever set foot on this road

Thought Stained by Memory

Wedding bells ringing on the day of my birth
Heard another soldier is buried in the earth
Death is swift when it's cool and clean
Never did figure what it all means
Thunder licks the boots of the lakeside tree
Spoken too soon is my reverie
Pictures painted perfect in the Monday breeze
Hurdling through chairs like I'm Damocles

I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking

Wander into bars where the demons crawl
Couldn't hear your voice and my heart's too small
A melody dies on a woman's lips
Rhythm pours out from her sideways hips
Firstborn children of the godless sons
It hurts more deeply than a thousand guns
Married and buried by the time I'm grown
Too late now because my mind's my own

I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking

The savior pulled himself from his broken cast
First comes the thirst and the flask comes last
Skeletons dance on the broken doorstep
I turn in the desert and take one more step
A lifetime ago all I needed was you
But a lifetime has passed and we are through
Watch as the pendulum swings away
Watch me walk out of this life today

I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking
No,
I can't stop thinking
About you