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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

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 11.07.2016 @ 9:00 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 10.28.2013 @ 10:27 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 09.26.2013 @ 5:57 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 09.09.2013 @ 6:01 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 08.13.2013 @ 4:37 pm

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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 08.13.2013 @ 4:30 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 08.07.2013 @ 6:13 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 07.31.2013 @ 10:35 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 07.30.2013 @ 4:19 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 07.18.2013 @ 2:22 pm


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

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 06.27.2013 @ 6:12 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 06.27.2013 @ 10:20 am

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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 06.26.2013 @ 12:34 pm


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.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 05.23.2013 @ 12:37 pm


THWACK the hammer of the future falls sutures fall, losers cry et fall behind.
we sore. we fly, we left behind we soar? no more
catapulted forward,
we stare at the sun for where to go

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 05.20.2013 @ 8:21 pm


What will be your alibi
when then burning sun sets on a fiery landscape,
when the ocean’s tumultuous swells consume ships like peanuts at a circus,
when pandemonium reigns
because you had to take a peak at immortal secrets
buried for centura beneath the bosom of the fault,
what will you tell the karma police
when, in blue suits, they come knocking?

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 04.30.2012 @ 10:16 am


I’m drifting in the space between the ceiling and the insulation. I’m listening to your hurried words below, the cadence rocking my lose mind.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 03.26.2012 @ 7:44 pm


I adopt my carelessness,
while you examine the cutlery, looking for the knife.

I petition you to let the matter rest, there naked and squealing
on cold linoleum.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 03.13.2012 @ 7:54 pm


I adopt my carelessness,
while you examine the cutlery, looking for the knife
that cut the dinner table in two,
where we once sat glued to one another.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 02.10.2012 @ 10:07 am


to find the cabin and the lady,
to lay down
where the sun is fragile small.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 01.27.2012 @ 5:32 pm


Her smile,
you don’t want the teeth to show.
Behind the glistening pillars wait the wailing hord,
horrible and fighting
for a way out.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 01.25.2012 @ 6:56 pm


Ugly smugly,
all suits and leather and coffee that came from the grinder.
Headed for the files, where the world gathers ideas.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 11.08.2011 @ 8:13 pm


In Autumn, I’m reminded of a truth,
as the leaves are torn from branches,
as the temperatures drop to first frost levels,
I’m reminded of a truth.

We are each nothing to the Earth,
And she is everything to us.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 11.08.2011 @ 10:57 am


There is artistry in the way you twist your words,
Silent and enveloping,
stifling the logic I want to call my own–

until it’s just your logic, your perfect plan

planted as a seed, nestled in my mind.

[and i can’t shake it]

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 10.27.2011 @ 12:56 am


A unit a peice a puzzle a dream
I wish I could write what is in my throat,
but it just comes out as phlegm.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 07.27.2011 @ 6:43 pm


Shine, shine on
Scattering of gilded gazes
Profusions of curiosity

Never grow as old and unyielding as the your mother

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 05.16.2011 @ 12:33 pm


They have to take me away from you-
they pull and tear my fabric
the worker bee; incessant buzz buzz buzz

As they rip us asunder

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 03.08.2011 @ 1:48 pm


We fight for the upper hand
Steel and bones clashing loud, clashing hard, clashing now
And we cry for the release of a rose-water shower
Of kisses….

We wait for the rain to come

Oh how we wish the rain would come

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 03.04.2011 @ 7:26 pm


The corrugated copper pipe that runs though my veins
grows green with veneer, with age.
Acid will restore perfection, but burns with too many ions
for my capillaries to handle.
I am Lady Liberty, from the inside.

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 11.29.2010 @ 10:07 pm


You killed my aspirations-
see them there, on the floor,
splayed out like a body.

Now I seek the next best thing,
Let me land where I may

» Posted By ObsidianSky On 11.18.2010 @ 10:20 pm

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