Blame Is In The Eye Of The Beholder
you get used to the idea
of sleep as
death
a manic magi’s
fantasy of descent
and the perfect black
of nothing:
a prize for blindness
nightmares righteous
as witchdoctors
cast guts across
the goosebumps
of the trifold heart
your daily friendly reminder
that satan has made a brothel
of the stars and angels watch in wonder
Can you blame them?
kealan coady
Tue 18th Feb 2020 14:06
Thank you both for such nice words. It means so much to know i at least entertained someone enough to forget the the Demiurgic reality even just for a moment.