Submission #6 Rev. Danny Nemu

Lamed

Twisted whore

Entwined and entrancing

Snake-skinned siren soliciting

And glistening amidst the grime

Gleaming

Sister of Sin and Revealing

Beckoning the bold

Bedevilling the blind

And the bound,

And the burnt-out and blistering

Mumbling priests

In your houses of Horror and Reckoning

The end amongst angels

And deafening choirs of harridan howls

And banshee shrieks announcing the Fall

Of Rome

And Reason

And Rhyme

And Eden

And Adam

And Eve

And Everything

Four walls collapsing.

Glorious whore

Written in reds

Caged through the Age

And corroding

Braided and Bangled in gold without price

Gifts of the alchemist’s workings

Their fires sparked in the heat of your breath

And fanned in your wickedest whirling

Holy Whore

Reclined amongst Ruins

Before the Abyss you are Ravishing

With seven veils

For seven heavens

And seven seals for the fallen

The wrecks of a broken-down kingdom

I offer my words and my wits and my worth

For a glimpse of your glistening queendom

And a sip from the cup of your sanctum.

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Submission #5 Andreas Andrews

Silly
I awoke
I breathed
I spoke softly
I opened my eyes
I still dreamt of magic
I thought up a plan of awe
I fired up my innards with fuel
I couldn’t believe my predicament
I looked up at the sky and saw black
I was walking down the hill, when it started
I failed to realise what the consequences were
I saw the blushing of nature, but forceful in it’s stride
I relented of the times once begotten with marginal delight
I sung a song of cheerful bliss, as I strayed from what was pure
I carried along unscathed by the blinding lights that pierced my soul
I found a million water droplets falling perpetually from the skies above
I disputed the creation of all that was perfect, and reigned in my ignorance
I ran shattered by the constant grinding of my bones against all that was abrasive
I outperformed the beasts from the forest that didn’t understand what is was to be human.

Submission #4 Tony Bowland

So Now I Give Myself

Once I cultivated my intellect,
But all my knowledge was that of a moth,
Who both desires and fears the lick of flame;
I lived like a stranger in my own house.

So now I give myself to everything,
I do not wait for death to set me free,
There is no space between my breath and sky
And when I gaze it is with the moon’s eye.

My life is over so it may begin,
My heart is glowing like this iron stove,
That turns my thoughts into a stream of smoke,
Ascending like a lover’s silent sigh.

Submission #3 Stefanie Elrick

Cycles 

She moves in cycles,
Endless circles,
Right back round to the point where I came.
This place you started,
This person I’m always,
Thoughts blinked away bubble beyond the frame.

I look at you,
You look at she,
In this lazy sphere of energy,
We’re caught, bound tight,
Can’t move limbs free,
Under weight of twinned confusion, 
Is there room you and me?

I’m frightened that we might splinter and break,
When reality tinges the dream that we make,
Annihilation comes from the inside without,
You won’t even have felt her cut the love out.

Easy numbness,
Slips in seamless,
Waiting safe someplace inside.
Its been swelling slowly larger,
Since the gloss was lost from life.

So she slides back inside easy apathy.
Leans on you,
Be my crutch?
We’ll be happy!

(For a while) ‘Til the smiles start to sour,

And the monotone drone starts to lengthen each hour.

“It’s not you, you do know, you do know that it’s me?”
What more could I say,
What worse truth could there be?

So you’ll fade,
And I’ll change,
For a few weeks at least.
One lost little girl on her flying trapeze…..

Then we’ll fall for them all,
Strange landscapes of experience.
That deep itch behind the eyes,
Throbbing instincts pulls and whispers.

Do you think you could complete me?
Take me in and make me whole?
If I laid my heads between your palms,
Can you guess what I already know?”
No?

Didn’t think so.
(I suppose we’re too much of a handful.)

So spin in cycles,
Super circles,
An endless state of being and not.
In us my worlds been doubled,
Yet parts of me were forgot.

Let me wrap myself around your warmth,
Don’t think, open up, let us in.
Let us love you, bathe you and bruise you,
Just don’t let it get under your skin.
You can feel me, heal me and kiss me,
An amenable agreement I’m sure for both sides.

But just so you know,
This is how it will go,
Happy Ever After won’t come if you try.

 

– 2006 –