• ObsidianSky commented on the post, rested 2 years, 8 months ago

    He rested himself with a GUN
    to the HEAD
    his wife watched
    and now he rests

    while the world is in fucking chaos
    he fucking rests

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, bicycle 4 years, 8 months ago

    the bicycle day is made of the way green is gray, scraping away veneers of today when today is this life and life is nice but not all there is; the way mantises pray, or prey, petty hands will not obey your rules today, we pray we prey,
    the world today
    seen on bicycle day

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, bicycle 4 years, 8 months ago

    fractal taking clacking clinking bicycle thinking. bicycle thinking. bicycle loops and loops and splooges and grasping at thoughts too great for mankind alone.
    the bicycle day is made out of color and sound.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, cutlery 4 years, 11 months ago

    Really? The knife
    was just a word like a work of penmanship
    but cutting all the more sharply.
    I want to see you cry.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, brisk 5 years, 8 months ago

    I’ll take a walk around my mind
    see what I find.
    what there is to see
    in the dark
    is me

    A candle in the breeze
    goes out.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, mirage 5 years, 9 months ago

    The desert heat
    seeps and slip up through the cracks in the sand.
    An ocean as far as the eye can see
    is but a blanket over a desolate expanse.

  • You were a steady Rain
    I did not mind
    I danced in it, I thrived in it
    I scooped you into my hands and smiled because
    I love the Rain and I love you.
    You were a drizzle at first, a sprinkle of droplets on my windshield that
    I was unsure if I should wipe away, but then you filled my vision,
    you pounded on the glass and oh, I was lost in you,…[Read more]

  • Up against the grate,
    and slowly I shimmy a key an inch to the left
    where my thumb can slip into a metal loop and pull
    some freedom toward this glaring insecurity.
    If it fits just right, I’ll eat the uncaged
    air for my breakfast this fine day.

  • I play it back in my head
    My memories flip, rewind, fuzz
    I don’t know where we went wronggnorw tnew ew erehw wonk t’nod I

    I’ve dreamed of you smiling
    Oh how I miss your smileelims ruoy ssim I woh hO
    Sometimes I thought you were my dream

    We were in love for 443 days
    I did not say it enough
    You did not mean it enough

    Too bad so saddas…[Read more]

  • I remember how it felt to see those bursts of light. I was in a daze, those freckles of colors splattered against the lonely night. I felt endless. I kept thinking that one day when I was bigger, I could collect those tiny flickers and stuff them in my pockets, saving them for moonless nights, and for sad nights.

    I got bigger, and I…[Read more]

  • Praises were sung through serpid teeth
    while the morning sun spit fire on the distant hawthorns.
    By night, the morphose is complete,
    a temptrid serpent about your lion breast does lie
    and from your flesh, she eats.

  • The snake that sung your praises previously,
    as the Toyons on the hill are lit by fire the of the morning sun’s delight,
    wraps herself around your lion breast
    to squeeze out the last oily drop.

  • It’s worthwile,
    while crunching on tiny bones over filet-of-sole
    to lift your peppery eyes to mine
    and let me know
    you enjoy what I cook up.

  • Her legs in a cage
    because they can’t be shaved like a normal feminata
    would, with a long razor cutcutcut as it scrapes it’s way up her leg;
    can’t do that, or the blood wells up to the skin, angry and welting
    and she screams,
    I’ll never be normal if I can’t shave me legs.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, rally 5 years, 11 months ago

    Round the flag
    for the cause
    for the teeth of society
    rally for the baby “Did you hear what they named her?”
    Rally, finally, for our souls to be saved.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, stealth 5 years, 12 months ago

    In black,
    translucent as dusk
    and creeping forward at amazing speeds
    ZOOM! Too fast for the eye
    to catch her,
    The flightbird of night glides on.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, decoy 6 years ago

    Decoy roger standing tall
    At the ivied garden wall
    By the little gate, they think
    That i am praying, so they think

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, joyous 6 years ago

    Nothing new can now be said
    Now the last of the poets is dead.
    Joyous, joyous! All new art
    Will lack the will to move the heart.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, joyous 6 years ago

    The news is good, said the eagle.
    Fish are biting in the bay, I overheard.
    If we beat the fisherman,
    we get a meal, be assured.
    Must be mindful, must be quick
    If our species is to stick.

  • ObsidianSky commented on the post, clout 6 years, 1 month ago

    His shoulder blades- but not them, where they meet, a ripple of skin between-
    his past, broad and sturdy, an endless sea appart from home. A wrinkle of kin.