January 2012
2 posts
15 tags
Hallowed Ground
Beneath the city’s hallowed ground, Lie promises and memories drowned, Bought from liars by the pound, Dreams of hounds and kings uncrowned.
Towers overlooked by guards, Gamblers playing with no cards, Dancers, acrobats and bards, Kind regards lie in shards. Gods’ and jesters’ burial mounds, Beneath the city’s hallowed grounds, Lost things never to be found, Beneath the...
9 tags
Trolls and Regrets
Trolls don’t sleep at all at night, They keep their dreams and hold them tight, Each troll keeps memories in his sack, Knowing that they won’t come back. Dreams of bridges, stone and wood, Memories of where cities stood, Little crumbs of past regrets, Promises, and unpaid debts. Trolls look on with eyes unblinking, Though you reckon them unthinking, But their dirty, hairy heads, Yearn...
September 2011
6 posts
9 tags
Human Meat
Robots have inhuman feet,
And wherever two shall meet,
Via twitter they shall tweet,
Come, we feast on human meat,
It is sweet and it is neat,
Robots so each other greet,
And exude their robot heat,
Clouding up the robot street,
Drinking from an iron teat,
The mixed remains of human meat.
10 tags
The Inventory of Love
Retracing the trajectories of her lips,
Rebuking the claims set down by her lost eyes,
There has never been a more sorrowful count,
Than the inventory of old, used-up love.
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Pages and Birds
I mistook you for a torn page,
But you were a songbird,
Not broken at all.
. I mistook you for an angel,
But you were a window,
Clear as bleached-out days.
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I mistook you for the north wind,
And so you brought me home,
But not forever.
4 tags
Snow
Falling snow and falling tears,
Suicide of the highest form,
Mangled, mournful rusted gears,
Pain becomes this man’s new norm.
9 tags
Vows and Tears
Taking out those hurtful words,
One by bloody fucking one,
Throwing caution to the birds,
Always on the goddamn run.
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I had never done a thing,
Better than the thing I do,
Even when you got my ring,
Nothing other than a coup.
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Blistered dreams and broken vows,
Hurt much less than I once thought,
Shattered so like farmers’ ploughs,
Love’s disease that I once caught.
July 2011
1 post
4 tags
Dragging Down
Dragging down and out and through,
Knowing what it meant to you,
Sagging down and to and ‘neath,
Choking tears, grinding teeth,
Hoping in and with / without,
Don’t forsake the foolish lout,
In the baggage of the years,
Trap those hurtful, half-born tears.
June 2011
2 posts
17 tags
Glare
Blinding sheet of tattered rags, blocking the dull, grey sun,
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Never sure what is real, beneath that mask of years,
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You had to have known that it could never last,
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Suddenly it makes sense in the last moments,
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How inconvenient, . You breathe.
10 tags
The Author
Lying to your newborn son
Everything will be alright
Thinking you’ve already won
You have seen the fucking light
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Do you know which words to speak
Lying on the beer-stained bed
Thinking you were always weak
Much too weak to ever wed
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Working on the god-damned story
Seeing ghosts and dead men’s eyes
He’s eighteen and now you worry
That he’s seen through all...
May 2011
1 post
3 tags
Holes
Blackened holes and broken chairs
Blistered hands and scorched men’s hairs
That’s what waits beyond the wall
Where lies are great and lives are small
January 2010
2 posts
4 tags
Grandfather / The Trip
Getting there is half the trip, Grandfather said that, I think, Bent by time and scarred by life, Little glasses on his balding head, If life is half the trip, Is he waiting for the destination?
9 tags
The Human
Moving softly through the ruins, Weak, unaugmented thing. Cursed with baseline hopes, Haunted, simple dreams. It startles easily, like a gazelle, Pathetic, skin-bound. His dreams should be of Heaven, But his gaze hits the dirt.
December 2009
2 posts
11 tags
The Fading Rose
Have you seen the drying landscape?
Thrown to crows and vulture-birds,
And abandoned, going softly,
Like a desert full of turds.
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No one cares, and no one cries,
As the red earth slowly goes,
Uncomplaining into nothing,
Fading like a dying rose.
7 tags
Roads
Roads don’t die, they just surrender
To the contours of the earth
Eating towns in their death throes
Crumbling, fading, stealing mirth.
November 2009
2 posts
4 tags
Ghosts of Gods
Beneath the sea and rolling waves,
Inside a myriad flooded caves,
Against all hope, against all odds,
There lie the ghosts of long-dead gods.
“Ei elämästä selviä hengissä.
(You won’t survive life.)”
– Finnish Proverb
October 2009
4 posts
6 tags
The Train
We cut a path through wood and stone, Broken dream and shattered bone, Turned away from hope or sorrow, When we set to reach tomorrow, Getting lost down winding track, Knowing that we won’t be back, Inside the world inside the hole, Inside a train we don’t control, Dreams quite simply start to drown, Spirals always spiral down, Upon the tracks we’ve always laid, Beneath...
7 tags
Because I'm Allergic to Wheat?
I ate a cat the other day, Hush, I know what you will say, That a kitty isn’t fitting, Handle it, I hope you’re sitting, Kittens are what I now eat, They contain no excess wheat.
5 tags
Spiders!
Spiders pouring from the vents, Making little spider tents, Calling to their spider kin, ‘Come and feast on human skin’.
6 tags
Prophecy
I didn’t know you saw me go, Whistling high and whisperin’ low, So that only you could hear, Poetries about my fear, That the world is slowly bending, And that we may well be ending, All is written on the pyre, Upon the sky and in the fire.
September 2009
15 posts
10 tags
Mankind / Love
Lower than the haunted depths, Deeper than the deepest sea, Buried beneath the tons of dirt, Must be the love you feel for me. Higher than the mountain’s peak, Above mankind’s most lustful leer, Your love for me no doubt endures, Above the poisoned atmosphere.
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Smurf Haiku II
Gargamel a Jew? A ghastly caricature. Evil, greedy mage.
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Smurf Haiku I
Papa Smurf got mad, When Smurfette didn’t put out, Evil wizard’s whore.
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Post Post
Powerless and broken, me The distant sound of blaring horns Wonder often who was she Who brought me from a sea of thorns Haunting every blasted home The spectres crawl from wall to wall Every scraper, every dome Is a ghostly gallery hall The smell of diesel in the air Permeates my waking dreams Knowing that I do not dare Tear the picture at its seams
8 tags
Girl
Knew a girl once, and she would Knowing that by doing, could Control the minds and hearts of men By bringing them to her own den Kissing lips and touching skin Knowing in the end she’d win That by doing, she could be The very end of you and me
6 tags
Kitten Dreams
Kittens smile when you’re away, For an hour, or a day, Kitten know when things are wrong, When you’ve sung your final song, Sitting at your grave all day, Mad they didn’t get their way, Though they loved you, they are vicious, And you would have been delicious.
2 tags
Retrospective I
Well, I’ve been doing this for a few months now, mainly for myself although I do appreciate the twelve or so followers. I’ve been writing poetry for a little while now, and some of it isn’t even terrible. I think I prefer rhyme to anything else. It’s got a beat to it, and if you read a poem with a good beat you feel good about yourself. Well, I do, anyway. Which brings me...
12 tags
Mountain Man
Look at that face, look at that face Coming at you from beneath the ground Look at that face, look at that face Heaven-bound, a hellish sound Look at the mountain, look at the wood Mists coil around, lightning strikes Look at the mountain, look at the wood Murder of crows, a grey cloak of shrikes Look at the old man, look at him now A face like a map, a beard like wire Look at the old man, look at...
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Madness Men
Have you seen the shallow grave by the lake with waters still Have you gazed the works of man, whose purpose is to kill Murder, mayhem, madness accentuate the fate Of those who wake up early and those who stay up late
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Poetry, Damn
Rain and tears mix as well as any poet’s drink, Through windows stained with the residue of time, Every face looks blurred and every soul scatters.
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“I haven’t heard of anything like anything happening before. My planet doesn’t...”
– Crichton, Farscape
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Wisdom of Bridges
The thing I hate most is broken bridges, Stark against a frosty dawn, Cracks like wrinkles always cry: ‘You could have done better.’ Bridges are never wrong.
4 tags
Horus Haiku
Horus, damn it, dude, Your ideology sucked, And now you are dead.
3 tags
Words Haiku
Words are often lost When trying to be clever In future, don’t speak
5 tags
Leman Russ Haiku
Who is that fellow? Holy shit, it’s Leman Russ! Is it Wolftime now?
August 2009
14 posts
7 tags
The Great Work
Demons dwell beneath the dirt Contemplating Heaven’s hurt Shedding oily, filthy tears Stretching sins on cogs and gears Making men all proud and lean Inside their terrible machine
6 tags
Under Ground Thing
Have you seen that awful thing, Walking between the real and strange, Traversing road and mountain range? Wearing your skin like men wear suits And speaking always in that terrible voice Pretending as if you had a choice. I can see it even now, laughing as it does, And even I tremble, for it makes that sound, That makes you feel as if the thing came from under ground.
4 tags
“The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of...”
– Gautama Buddha
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The Devil's Song
Sirs, the devil wakes up early Stumbles, undeterred, but surly Makes his way through wood and town Never stopping, slowing down Sirs, the devil smokes a pipe Swallows souls like cherries ripe Knows the secrets men’s hearts hold Robs their graves of bones and gold Do not let this handsome fellow Though he seems serene and mellow Take you to the woods at night Beneath a witching moon’s...
3 tags
Ghosts and Saturn
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“In the practice of tolerance, one’s enemy is the best teacher.”
– The Dalai Lama
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The Present
The world is a thousand rainbows, At the end lies a crock, And it is overflowing, With shit.
5 tags
The Near Past
The world is the colour of mustard, And nothing you do matters, The president is tall, On camera.
3 tags
Windows
Windows like the eyes of God,
Invisible, electric love,
Finding feathers on my iPod,
Shed by Facebook angels.
4 tags
The Dust Men Haiku
Dirty forms scuttling, The menagerie of dust Terrible dust men
4 tags
Storms
Have you seen your eyes, my dear? From the outside, looking in? Gaze the texture of your fear, As you analyse your sin. Have you seen the devil’s study? Smoking men, skeletal forms. Every book there is a bible, Every page a mess of storms.
4 tags
Emo Haiku
Today I hate me
All that I cannot become
Holy shit, I’m emo
4 tags
Nuke It Haiku
Better ways exist Than nuking it from orbit But I don’t know them