Posts Tagged ‘wax’

mote

When the wax hits the orifice
When dust motes implode
When dead eyes are open
Like the door to hell
When innocence phosphoresces
When the fist hits the socket
When meat dances before you
When the porpoise moon radiates
When corruption coruscates

You will be confused
You will surely lose
When light refracts
Brains contract
Wearing silly hats
And there is no point no reason no logic
To the immensity of the rampaging insanity
In this hooligan mirror trick
Of laughing spectres
Where we feed on each other

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candle
Something’s up
Troglodyte hedges of fungus
Humidity
Thirst for mountain peaks and stalagmites
Contorted blood-rivers
Laconic lawn furniture
Forbidden trees with poison leaves
Imploding by infinitesimal ant-steps
Rattled by lightning
Slashing sky
Papier-mache dreams
Papier-mache guy
Sky cracked open
Exposing heavenly decay by twilight
Death is the wages of sin
Keep on imploding
Apart and within
Fissures appear in a fickle career
So what’s your pathology?
Reason disappears again
Days of unemployed diversion
Days of mutual masturbation
Days of stoned enchantment
Days of letters to no-one
Entropy expands across the cosmos
Pustules swell then burst pouring out
Dead density of heated wax
Melting
Melting
Until
Now