Black ink and sunbeams poetry

Wisdom, world-worn, visits our café, youth, a blanket, informs that which you perceive to be the world, the world, unfolding, expands along the edge of light, the transcorporeality of sorrow inspires in you, an expansion of the mind to better mirror that which your soul knows to be ennui, premature, gives way, a plane, compounding,…

Silence, constrained, swallows a star, you, resolute, deny yourself the lyricality of sorrow, a frame in the dark affirms our fate such a fate, anathematic to life, spun itself, a chromosomal chain behind your navel, bell sworn, a charter, affirms that which we knew to be that I could not change or remedy affirmation unwoven,…

Doctor, your mask askew, the perennial nature of your craft laid down in the poppy dens, between streetlamps, before the vermilion crosshatch affixing our door Death, a chapter closed, settled in your lungs, your legacy, blooming, gives of itself freely, a posy, a remedy, pinned to black, keeps vigil over your memory, the red-caps, filling…

Keeper of the bells, you to whom the shadows sing, displaced, hold a candle to a star that which was recorded, manifests again, displaced, atop the glacial stair moonlight, a vow, marks itself, a promise, wrought together upon your finger

Anathematic, imagination, unbound, cauterizes my sorrow a poem, misshapen, gives voice to the silence you, exalted for your dogma, squander what could be for traditions sake you, sharp eyed in the twilight, return to dust having accomplished nothing

Unworthy, life, contrite, exists for another’s sake hope, denied, rots, withers and turns to ash ennui, a lover, wears your face, my soul, constrained, breaks its teeth upon our fate life suspended in a hospital bed, starts, stutters, and stops, your legs broken on perdition, I will carry you

Bell-sworn a child, shivering, follows the glacial stair ennui, overwhelming the day, sinks, an anchor, your fate, rewritten, hides itself between streetlights   my fate, disparate, wishes upon a star, my wish, unable to speak or be spoken finds itself, misunderstood etched in pieces, upon the wall  

black sun rising Babylon, emptied, becomes a curse your life, consigned to misery has yet to bloom, its seeds, finding fertile soil fire the kiln a flower, encased, wilts no longer, love, perplexing itself, gathers in your wake

Drawn out our fate, delineated, collapses, a twilight star, your soul, shaken loose, splits along a seam, two masks, given life, consume you in their becoming the moon, eclipsed, frames your face, my soul, trembling, meets you by the bracken fields, two masks, gifted life, shed themselves

Ritual, your heart, preserving the circle lays itself down, adolescence trembling, trades the steer its place upon the alter, you, your youth offered up, come to understand the principle value of a soul, Isaac, having paved the way, preserves your memory