Arcanum Elapidus

 Snake people breathe and weave realities
Wear clothes and enter sleeves
They point up toward the new sun
Colored by the yellows of unseen victory
Unseen fires that exist far from here

Snakes stretch out into thick canopies
Their shadows cutting out the same noble sun
The star we see pass the sky and put itself down again
The snake heads full of fang and hiss

Burn as it rides the say in law with daylights
The world is deprived
Snake heads burn white and become the unmentionables
Who walk the earth cursed 

The deeply undesirables
who go to ground as pestilence replaces the surface
Only to emerge in the abundance
parasitic dancers

Their skin pale their venom hemotoxins fresh and deadly
Snake heads only prey and survival
Belly crawlers that rise to bite
But worship the sun no longer

War makes them horny

 The War they sought made the Gods horny
wanting and wanting...
They converged on dark turnbulent sky
and started their fornications

Clouds burst and cutting blizzard marked up the beaches
Following by sickly frost bearing down the lengths
While the Gods had intercourse
fucking for hours and hours

Every village froze over
The sea itself solid and motionless
Only snow and ice moved above it
Free to roam

Divine evidence of the Cloud borne orgies

Bristle on the holly feather

 Things come slowly
sounds like a boasting
But needs are dragging
Playing the old long game
Till skin it's'a sagging
Never loose the sharp mut
Will you break my heart 
Kick me in the guts

World falls slowly
Dancing naivety survival
bristles of the holly
Wonder of the arrival
Time tells you no
Hope screams lively
dreams landing lo

TYDAL (Carolean) DEATH MARCH 1721

 None of them are deal breakers
The older I get love takes over
Whatever the person brings pray be fitting

March on request winter will have all of you in one sitting
Spike the digestion clear we are all gluttons
Coast is clear seaside seductive and bare

Sandy under the tree of denial near shore strike edge
What species of Devil soul revolves mercilessly within
Cold front forms and conspires from mountains

Mine is the eyes for sight
corrupted by oncoming ice

Crabs beat false armored chests
in the last of autumn's breath

Romance comes as maiden swings 
placing merit in spontaneiety
Piece of me manifests but tides eat it all back

Bark of the tree sparks a chat
Under nourished mut peels it back

Unloved heart
Somewhere lost in the bough

A hole dug out passage into the rock
Down to leviathan

Ride it, believing and reaping downward 
Look what you become
Lost and aimless seething

The older I get the more I become war
Absurdity lifts me, heavy vultures approach
Hounds howl and bark hoarse near the lapping

A hammer pounds that is my brain the crash of the waves
The virtuous merged and fused with the depraved
You crawl upon the ice and stand in the flurry
The beach head desolate

Kindling where the tree was
burnt rope from the old swing
Two axes clinging and sharpening each other in turn

The clash bang of the mortal clock 
Lap lap of impotent ocean

Sway in dead breeze
wandering headless for a century or so
Repeat over through the stump of that bloody beach tree

Risen up inside the oncoming gray black
ride it up storm fall fitting
Passionate Sex with cloud splinter

Off purple arcs climactic 
Fulmination of restless Gods
Soldiers frozen 

Mine eyes see autumn gone

Out of the gaff

 The corridor was gray and moist
Players walking up and down trying to maintain swagger in exhaustion
A damp towel drops to the long wooden plank bench
Eyecontact fierce, resistance, curiosity

The limousine snarling in the second lane of the porte cocher
Wheezing as it was almost forty years carrying the arrogance
Through the front door cologned and cocky projecting a face
A laugh and a pun later in the back with daquiri

A fat tick behind the ear you could call a brain
Some wouldn't go that far as the engine was still idling
The front entrance full of human worshippers
With numbered shirts draining them of any life purpose

Failing marker pens and low zombie repetitions of their club anthems
Wailing on and humming trying to outdo the idling limousine
Praying and hoping that the tinted window would crack and
A grace-saving hand would emerge to mark their life valid

The sooty engine finally coughed itself quiet
Numbered shirts surge forward in desperation
While inside, aloof and over paid
behind the tinted glass, noithing stirred but the next cocktail

Your disability is love

 You cannot touch the very affection you feel

The other person can feel your affection through your touch

Salty thoughts crack and spill solid crystals on the table

Where feeling meets yet disconnects

when you feel yourself falling in

Then catching a branch or  rock to stop yourself going under

When you should just let yourself drown in it

Instead you stay above the water of love

Breathing like air was expensive

Desperate like some new born mammal

You couldn't just be tender just open up

Let the flow of something strong take you

You get so close to understanding your feelings

Words and actions come together to sensualize

Then out of the blue it all stings and stinks

Like mold on a psychological hornet stew

The search for self and exiting the path

Has thou faced the mirror of self
No?
Has thou ignored it?

Has thou strayed from the path alotted you
No?
You didn't break out

You ignored both path and self
Going onward invisible
A smile that says you know

Eyes that say you've lived
Yet thou is just a screen watcher
Neither loyal to sacred veering

Neither interested in knowing the deepness
Maybe you proved there was nothing underneath
Taught me that my meager attempts also failed

Or I have come to believe I am further into my spirit
Than my sensitive skin
Privations self made or otherwise are sacred gifts too

Has though self sabotaged to know the world has traps
Have you deprived yourself because life deprives
Have you never wondered what lurks under skin and bone