• batteryman commented on the post, hazardous 1 year ago

    watch for sharp edges. limbs dangling over the phantom ridge.
    below, the fires dance, bare their teeth. the night grows cold.
    the moon becomes a frozen silver for the wolves to gaze at.

  • batteryman commented on the post, reveal 1 year ago

    underneath the last dove’s curtains,
    the still pulse of a why.
    the tao of the rushing water underneath the dancing lily,
    underneath the flesh and bones that tie all things together.
    reveal
    the song that has no name or beginning
    reveal
    the sparrow’s eye waiting
    beneath the curve
    of the hours

  • batteryman commented on the post, weekly 1 year ago

    the flower opened every week.
    petals unfolding, golden memory.
    morning circled around to devour the evening.

  • batteryman commented on the post, copper 1 year ago

    the statue on the pedestal. glinting, false brass.
    the sun broken across its brow.
    galvanized, waiting. a sword raised in its hand.

  • batteryman commented on the post, drag 1 year ago

    drag queen, neon lipstick, heels to drive a stake through a heart.
    she took a drag on the cigarette. the smoke hangs languidly over her head.

  • batteryman commented on the post, unstoppable 1 year ago

    the engine is fueled by blood and forge.
    metal rictus bared in a triumphant snarl.
    the dogs are coming. the hounds are roaring down the mountains.
    the old folks groan. the children fear to fall asleep.
    and the twisted husks of dwellings lay in its wake.

  • batteryman commented on the post, radical 1 year ago

    a tossed spark, the galvanized spaces in between the seconds.
    lightning ran down the hills. copper glinting in the aftermath.

  • batteryman commented on the post, disregard 1 year ago

    the bundle of old rags languished by the stairs.
    motionless, though the city hummed around it.
    it slept, uncaring and unseen.

  • batteryman commented on the post, staggered 1 year ago

    lost within the swamp, staggered, limbs hanging against sides,
    the way marred with bloodied feet
    and the darkness broken across his brow
    and the endless forest with its maw opening
    in wait

  • batteryman commented on the post, holistic 1 year, 1 month ago

    the water is clear, sings a song of alabaster on his cracked lips
    recalling to his mind the memory of choirs, the memory of voices, primordial and diluvian as the Fore,
    the memory of the abandoned footsteps of
    angels,
    lightning,
    gods.

  • batteryman commented on the post, rival 1 year, 12 months ago

    he helps me bleed
    as we stand face to face
    across mountains
    through lightning and wind
    we fight over the hours
    over the water

    your eyes seethe of the fire you stole
    from your brother,
    the raven,
    and i wonder how the joy bled out of them.

  • batteryman commented on the post, ghosts 2 years ago

    i pity you
    and the dead worlds you spiral in,
    like a quiet maelstrom.
    i have visited that place
    once myself.
    i died,
    like you did.
    i wept,
    like you did.
    _______________________
    if only i could lose my flesh
    and drift away
    on a silver
    wind

  • batteryman commented on the post, dizzy 2 years, 1 month ago

    you sprinkle the stars on your porcelain face
    and spin the earth until it weeps
    faces flicker in and out with a
    vengeance, taking all that you may know
    and bending it, unmending it

    reality is a toy

  • batteryman commented on the post, empty 2 years, 1 month ago

    i’m just another boy for you to unravel
    a shred of ecstasy to cast aside when i become a husk
    our togetherness is something without a heart–
    empty.

  • batteryman commented on the post, imprisoned 2 years, 1 month ago

    there is steel.
    the hum of metal shut in shackles.
    you’ve given up screaming long ago,
    as you have given up the sun.
    whispers here,
    the rats in the distance leer
    through ink.

  • batteryman commented on the post, symbolic 2 years, 1 month ago

    everything is a metaphor.
    depths upon writhing depths of things that are
    real and not real,
    everything
    is a bottomless abyss
    of meaning

  • batteryman commented on the post, beverage 2 years, 1 month ago

    1. The steam from the cup curled around her face, as if it were searching for something.
    2. He had succeeded in doing a lot more than just drowning his sorrows.

  • batteryman commented on the post, scope 2 years, 1 month ago

    i like to think i’m wider than i am.
    i like to hope that i will become wider than i am.
    yet there’s so much to do
    when you’re only so young.
    so to make myself greater, i try breaking myself
    into ruby shards.
    i’m sure you can guess at how well that’s going for me.

  • batteryman commented on the post, swerve 2 years, 1 month ago

    paths were meant to be broken, correct?
    lines were meant to be bent.
    in boxes, you cannot grasp the stars.
    with laws, you cannot be free.

    roads were meant to be swerved off of.
    shattered shackles line the halls of kings.

  • batteryman commented on the post, vines 2 years, 1 month ago

    tracing themselves around the earth’s fingers.
    creeping up the stones trapped in the boundaries of this ancient building.
    green and waiting to die.