Poem – “Heart in the Catacombs”

Heart in the Catacombs

Heart in the catacombs, in the valve
A facsimile of the orchard, necrotic
Digital memory of a lifetime, corrupted
Suspended in its nightmare, evolving
In the dark fog, in the core of a plastic apple
Heart in the catacombs, in the valve
In the wishing well of the blue-eyed devil

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“Sunshine Weeping Demon” Featured in RPB

Avant-garde magazine Radium Piano Band is back after a brief hiatus, and was kind enough to feature two new poems of mine – “Sunshine Weeping Demon” and “Rose and Thrombus”. These appear in my chapbooks MHz and Infinite Summer as well. A neat little fact about these two poems is that they were both inspired, in an abstract sense, by the creative work of two different horror-film directors – Dario Argento and Shinya Tsukamoto. It might show, it might not.
This issue is a very strong one, and I especially love the first poem, “The House of Blue Lights” by Lee Ballentine. Check it out! 🙂

Radium Piano Band – Issue #15
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Poem – “Upstairs”

Upstairs

Look alive, here they come creeping
Can you hear their parade of legs come skulking
Open your heart for the final hour of prayer
Here they come, better watch your little spine
Here they come stalking down the stairs with
Baskets full of heads, lullabies in reverse time
Look alive, look alive,
Playing dead in shallow corners
Here they come again tonight

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Poem – “Somewhere Below”

Somewhere Below

An electric larvae that sleeps in our heart
Hear it gestate with the voice of a human
Somewhere below, deep in the cerebrum
Hear it aging, fed by the scarlet darkness
Infinite, but doesn’t know, never knows

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Two New Featured Poems

My poems “Hidden in a False Sun” and “In the Land of Rust” were featured in the latest issue of Radium Piano Band, an avant-garde magazine you should totally follow. Some great up-and-coming writers here. Consider this a sample of Cosmic Love, a poetry collection that’s been completely reworked and arrives in about a week. My estimate is that it’ll be out on April 23rd. Both of these poems will be in the collection.

Radium Piano Band – Issue #14

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Poem – “Twilights in January”

Twilights in January

Another edible soul
Sprouted up before its time
An equinox in winter
When witchcraft comes into play
And the fair folk come out of
A restless hibernation
The latest twilights in January,
You can feel them in the shadow

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Poem – “Unforgotten”

Unforgotten

Unknowable,
Yet we still see what you are
Unforgotten,
But no memory of you is clear
Blossoms of poison coil in your footsteps
At the root lies something
Unmistakable
Yet the most horrible to look upon
Something botantic, something sub-natural
Unknown
And entirely familiar

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Poem – “Strange Rabbit”

Strange Rabbit

Stealing away in silhouettes,
Never think that I don’t see you
How could anyone miss such colours?

Your transition is all too obvious
To the point where it’s hard to believe
You were ever real after you disappear

Beady eyes that swirl so anxiously
I sense that you are running late
When you dart through my peripheral again

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Poem – “Crown of Ununoctium”

Crown of Ununoctium

Here I lie accumulating monsters
Concealed in the tomb beneath tombs
An island gestating in the planet’s womb
A stillborn for ever and beyond hours
A fusion of gluttony, a hunger so great
My crown of ununoctium
Has merged into its weight

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The Core of Everything Dreaming

A dark fantasy poem of mine, “The Core of Everything Dreaming”, was accepted for Radium Piano Band’s newest issue. They’re an up-and-coming surrealist and dark poetry blog and I highly recommend checking them out. There are a lot of great poets that showed up in this volume. (I’m not counting myself in that obviously, that’d be rather hubris.) Issue #11 can be downloaded or read online.

Radium Piano Band – Issue #11

I wrote this poem when I was 15! It actually is one of the first “darker” poems I ever attempted, I believe. It was once going to appear in an interesting compilation that was cut into four “worlds”, basically four different genres of poetry.
I’ve plundered many of the poems from that project to use in Loverboy and other upcoming compilations, and it’s not high on my priorities list. Most of that book I wrote as a teen instead of bothering with school or being psychologically healthy. If there’s an interest later, I might publish it.

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Poem – “No Laughter”

No Laughter

The hive usurped my home
I practice no happiness,
I produce no laughter
I am the embodiment of painted phantoms
The paper screen containing shadows
The reverb of their voice recalls insects
And I struggle to see them as humanoid
I cannot fathom their patterns,
Not quite animal, not quite man
The alternating space between dreams
Unveils the truth behind their skin
I pretend not to remember it

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Poem – “Garnet for Bones”

Garnet for Bones

The queen of the galaxy beneath the earth
Has no eyes and garnet for bones
A monolith of amethyst for a body
That alters like the shadows of her palace

Never take the roses from her palm,
Nor the diamonds that cap her teeth
She shall strangle thee in her nails
Or crush thy spine with precious crystal

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A Shake to Your Death

This is actually a little monstrosity that I made on Poem Generator. It came out so silly I couldn’t help but post it. It’s like an unintentional parody of gothic poetry and is very much almost good. So close.

The Tragic and Unlucky Death

Whose death is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite angry though.
He was cross like a dark potato.
I watch him pace. I cry hello.

He gives his death a shake,
And screams I’ve made a bad mistake.
The only other sound’s the break
Of distant waves and birds awake

(I particularly love “he gives his death a shake”. Shaking death like it owes you money. Also, “cross like a dark potato”? Are they darker because they’re angrier? Or are they angry because they’re probably moldy, causing the discoloration? Should it be “cross like a moldy potato”?)

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