We yield for funeral processions;
not for the living,
skulls and bones;
sells just as much as *** these days.
Our shiny teeth;
buried in the fruit to our gums,
vve glorify this dovvnfall:
consume,
             consume,
                          consumate.

Black silence
creeping in
no one knevv
till the nevvs
a reverberating shock
buckling bones
& shaking stones
to their core
this midnight slasher
of human fold
just might be human too
after all

Part me like a Christian sea
resect the vvorst of me
extend my breath
these vvords
to speak
to spill
to see
this modern day Job
I vvrithe under
your knife

Hidden
      d
         e
            e
               p
              
                    b
                       e
                           l
                              o
                               ­  vv
a glimmering surface
nor eye vvill peek upon
vile
         veiled
                     *vvants
lip locked by token
a black ketch lies splintered
avvaiting *for you
to redeem it
so redeem it!

Bleek jockey *****;
Death is nevv life,
a ride upon a Black horse.
An ill-omened trot;
bring forth Avvakening,
no time to stall.

I span time -

in every instance -

I am sickness -

devoured by flame -

reborn through Ice -

Tenebrae
needs not to cut a svvath
it's portiere falls regardless

Requiring only your marrovv
hanging a noose of your tendons
chevvs you up in public affection
hovv it does you so is love

Pricked ears vvith shadovv cast upon them

I just am