Footless crow rising from a storm of bed with green flies swallowing the dead while life is at rest sucking on numb because in the end, we are all spoon-fed striking a lucifer for a twilight shag as zombies eat from plastic bags moldy old banana bread from diners, drive-ins, and dives for it ain't Heaven, it's just hash with green flies swallowing the dead

"We can not forget the forgotten." Have you ever heard the sound of frozen water when through thinning it starts to sing? In the vortex of innocence broken bones are finding their way spoken through vernacular vocabularies there is a stream within this stream Once upon each Human Familiar stranger the visit will be paid to your door which is your grief trying to understand language being described towards bereavement It i...

“You know the trails? You have GPS?” Done and done. On that fateful day, I broke one of my cardinal rules: Do Not Ride With Strangers. But we were new to the area. He wasn’t. He had GPS. We didn’t. Sure, just like everyone else, my iPhone had Google Maps. But that’s no substitute for navigating waypoints through a wintery bird sanctuary of thousands of indiscernible trees and dozens of frozen swamps. So, we proceeded. He...

“Have you chosen yet?” Warrick asked, curious as to his brother’s decision. “I have, yes,” answered Zarrack. “Yes, brother, but have you chosen wisely?” “That depends on your definition of wise, I suppose.” Zarrack paced pensively. He knew that his decision would not be a popular one, but he cared not what others thought. As the eldest, it was his choice to make, and if the other gods disagreed, well then, fuck them! On t...

The haughty moon drops a feather, playing Mumbly Peg with a blind pig. As a curious crow counts acorns of a hollowed-out corpse, playing Pickup sticks with the half-goat man, melting crayons. Mephistopheles unwinds, playing a rabid cello hoax of the occult's coloring book. Playing Mumbly Peg with a blind pig.

Countless times I fed a dark hart light layered surface starlit swimming clandestine calling echoing eyelids 365 days inhabited by lessening lessons remaining exhibits we called realities beyond blind spots effortless effort I am not an image though carved from bone drumming hands Each form digging the earth home Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rian

I I was enamored by a dream that illuminated my mind and body, my heart and soul filled with peaceful joy; for I remember wanting to remain in my slumber of delight, envisioning the Star of the Sea and Glowing Furnace of Charity. And in my dream, the fair Woman Clothed with the Sun, sweet Mystical Rose, wrapped Her mantle of maternal protection around me while singing the Magnificat, Her favorite hymn; the Abode of Justic...

Be wary of the Judas grape shakers, Hollywood and the talking heads, and clowns who have brought shame. Burnt offerings, sacrificial tithe, and Jezebels who want your dime, cutting in front of you at showtime. Hold the faith and believe in Jesus, and get off my Psalms, but be wary of the Judas grape shakers.

1. I have always known I belong to the sea where an open armed colossal compendium awaits me Through language left by full moon draped Venusian my shape is of none as I become water 2 Sea wolf dancing flamboyant flickering unshackled barer night a ship sinking before it tumbles to the ground I become bare 3 Bypassing air accepting liquidity wind waits I am this space this is the last story tell it as if it were first Ⓒ co...

Rapid raindrops pattering on a tin roof Genuine goosebumps from charged touch Decadent chocolate dancing on taste-buds Passionately perceptive monologues at dawn The smell of smoke from an extinguished candle Liberated laughter from the heart of a loved one Being harmoniously held at midnight Wonderfully warm winter pastries The slow blinking from feline eyes The fragrance of familiarity Weightless secrets spoken in whisp...

Without silence, there are no words like a selfish cat a dead leaf falling into the arms of the living my sweet Michelangelo of strings opening chatoyant eyes on heads of nod over the sea of Galilee

Saturnal silence filled with decay lay before me comets have fallen while raging bonfire in me crashed windows burning from their sockets A pandemonium of planets rained down Hammering from skies hissing hindsight I am the only one here Through devouring black tongues of sooth dystopian dragons swallowed each sunset Night neighs echoing lamentations of ravens Dark oaths pledged asking death for forgiveness Moons ago light...

“I saw Sally in the butchers the other day.” “Oh yes.” “Yes, she’s really piling on the pounds.” “I noticed that. She told me that her doctor said that she had an underactive thyroid.” “Ha, and overactive knife and fork if you ask me.” “Yes, you are probably right.” “I am right. I’ve seen her in the sweet shop buying bars of chocolate. You know, those giant bars, not the little ones.” “Well, I suppose eating lots of choco...

Wisps of fog sweep over and ‘round The bridge that leads to Heaven So, stay the course and falter not, And keep your footing sturdy It’s not the stairway advertised In popular songs of old No climbing is involved, my friend You merely follow the path The mist will guide you through the day While stars light up the night No formal training is entailed No fight to earn admission Procedures required by mankind Are not the hi...

One after another Sheets of metal fall from my lips Slicing the corners of my mouth As they clatter to the ground Symbols etched in silver Canvased anguish Purposeful debris Manufactured for them to see Even under a microscope They struggle to decipher The sigils of unsung history Of the ambivalence of death ‘Eureka!’ they shout in unison Handshakes flutter across the room Pleased with their accomplishment Misread, misint...