The death-rattle wind
comes early,
sliding in,
a lurker,
a robber,
or a burglar, Continue reading “The Wind Comes Early”
Sunset
When the new sun set,
we left our hovels
and could only see
the old sun, Continue reading “Sunset”
Cotton Sheets
Cotton sheets
are funeral shrouds
of fever-soaked hysteria. Continue reading “Cotton Sheets”
A Midnight Angel’s Song
I tried so hard in life,
only to fail each time,
and when the sickness came,
work turned me away,
and the bank threw me
out on the streets. Continue reading “A Midnight Angel’s Song”
Pass by Inches
Forty-five feet
of rope –
I fed this much
into the hole. Continue reading “Pass by Inches”
Brimstone Smoke
Brimstone smoke
curls around the yoke
that holds an elder god,
immobile,
entombed. Continue reading “Brimstone Smoke”
A Black Door
Twist the glass knob –
a black door
on a blacker house. Continue reading “A Black Door”
Drying Leaves
Cooler winds rattle
the drying leaves,
as the sleepy
birds and bees
tend to their winter needs. Continue reading “Drying Leaves”
In the Marble Halls
In the marble halls, Continue reading “In the Marble Halls”
Heavenborn, but Wingless
She knelt upon the stone.
Heavenborn, but wingless,
the uncrowned Angel rests
in place, Fallen. The throne Continue reading “Heavenborn, but Wingless”