malicious intent
malfunctioning broken-brained despair
messiah unrepentant
making a mess of my
head, heart, hell
is crucifixion blessed (ab)solution
or should i drive the nails right into my
frontal lobe, as if it could
cure me, like pounded salted meat
and meet me where the sky is
purple-bruised and the clouds
heavy mercury and the trees
wavy psychedelic scarlet-crimson-red
i see the sun light break
through the mantle of the earth
lightning-striking with all of zeus'
ire to whip
my circuitry back into
life
breathe
choke
stagger
f
a
l
l
blink.
awake.
blinding, shocking, devastating
like a monument proud and tall
threatening the palace in the sky
felled
by aphrodite's rage
and artemis' sage
maidenhood, kore
making flowers bloom
where life wilted, over the unsightly
thorns and brambles a wall
to keep out the almighty
cruel in win, vengeful in defeat
but im not here to wax rhapsodic about
how selene shines and pulls
the dead from hallowed rest
or how cassandra tombs
her words prophetic
within throat gorged with
bile bitter eyes ever-glistening
or how whims can change
guileless nymphs to ravaged statues
wind-whipped and doomed
to wide-eyed
eternal grief
no, i cant speak of all that
to do so would be to invite
the damsels to your distress
party with hands in the air
thumping away to
siren wails that sound so much like melody
right before they drag you into the deep
the poet heaves
a sigh, a requiem
words like pearls
dripping sharp from
stitched-up lips
lamenting
lusting
after a dearth of emotion
if only
if only
and
watercolour wishes weep
from a canvas steeped
in sorrow neath
a beautiful eudaimonic
visage reflecting
silver-gilt moon beam-
ing
radiant in
imagined ecstasy
close your eyes now
as you dangle from bliss-
ful precipice, fingers
one
by
one
untethering from these violent moorings
s
p
i
r
a
l
l
i n g
on white wings, they
arrive like reprieve
you think
that their waning crescent
horns look so much like haloes
evanescent, wreathed
in asphodel winks
maybe
maybe
this elegiac bliss
would persist
as the sun sets
and closes the scene
on this continent
so contingent on sin
you always dreamed you'd
leave
