Long shadows reach

to whisper a thousand lyrics.

Essential visions inhale

through my naked mind.

I understand my brother

born in a tequila eternity.


Raw honey licks time

under a delicate peach breast.

Fluff, smooth chocolate love

through a languid essence

as purple screams

in a blue rose garden.


An enormous frozen winter

sprays misty white light

over an elaborate moon

while rain paints the sea.


Drunk with gorgeous blood

I remember my brother’s end,

lost to Old Hob’s depths

taken by Cthulhu’s ocean

to rest beside Neptune.


In the last dip of the great pendulum,

bones are broken in a low swing

drawn back to sever flesh.

In the coliseum’s chariot race

the locket is broken,

and paragons picture fades.


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