Poems


hollow below

A chill crept into my bones but the caricaurs were starting to link arms and approach the water, shouting at me that they were coming to help so I dove under

caricaur lore

The moon winked out. The silver glow to the water faded and the liquid arms suffocating

picture in my ribs

Oof. Time to take a photo of the feeling in my ribs and study it long enough to put the sensation into sounds that mean things to the creases in my skull. Echo this translation, I feel like crying, wanna go dancing violent enough to throttle wind, I would wish away the night if I…

ascendant

around the twilight sun crackled a halo of lightning like tangled, glowing roots writhing for purchase in the unyielding sky.

sentry/century

the empire was born in a century of watchers, the watchers vanished shortly after. the empire reigns with the blessing of heaven, heaven glares with cloudless oppression. the empire conquered the last king, the last king reigned with the blessing of heaven, when the skies rained and rivers grew wellsprings. ~~ The watchers wore their…

how to kill a time lord

When the caricaurs went back to the lake the next dawn, I was so thirsty only the water concerned me. But they were hardly watching, just bringing me along like a pet or something, so when they set me down

a land of sulfur stone

Let go of me an inch, I’ll fall a mile. I want the sky to fling me wide open as a glitched witch’s sleep-bleary soul, pouring like a portal from the demon toll. Let me rumble the rift beneath earth skin, landscape shrub acne, river drool, put me down beneath the untamed wilds, hearts untethered,…

bye a bite/hi a hope

Don’t worry, everyone, the joblin thing is harmless, he’s just confused about who he is since the dracans got him first and convinced him they were the good guys,

Back to Basics

bring me down to earth where the clouds roll in and wrap my head in perspiration. Imagination’s plates rumbles the rocks like a storm of footfalls, run run for kicks and giggles, run run gigs and squiggles, hamster wheel ever rattling I’m advancing down the earth’s limestone lava miasma maze fractaling phase, earthquake keep me…

if you stare

The caricaurs all looked at me and said no, we definitely tried the lake first and a whole group of dracans fought us, that’s why we went for the town at the crack of dawn

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