Devour

Is there something that you want to say
I hear you sometimes in a whispered name
Forging the shadows to survive this midnight
I’m hiding from time and the false sense of light

Are we walking backwards into our future
Longing for a past multiplied by three
Are we bleeding life and painting pictures
What we promise is make believe
All along you were as blind as me

Is there somewhere that we can go
I’ll find you somehow and then I’ll know
Forgetting the times that once were clear
I lost my innocence the more you came near

Are you in between the clouds
Are you coming for us now
What you promised I can’t be
All along we live to deceive

All along you were as blind as me
What we promise is so obscene
I think I defeated you but now I’m not sure
I thought I needed you now I’m so impure

I’m haunted by these feelings that I can see
And tainted by the colors for which I bleed
Here I am your living consequence
The result of love betraying innocence

Killing time will not slay the hour
Are you a victim
Do you hold the power
Killing time will not slay the hour

The sun will rise one day to devour
Killing time will not slay the hour
The sun will rise only to devour
Killing time will not slay the hour

Killing time will not slay the hour
Are you a victim
Do you hold the power
Killing time will not slay the hour
The sun will rise only to devour
Killing time will not slay your hour

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Forbidden Quests

By forbidding quests of wonder why
We lose the ability to fathom try
Without desire to see the sky
Without an apple for our eye

Without any thumbs the hands go numb
Without any toes the stumbling shows
I’ve pondered the riddles fiddles by some
What are they saying – Division is dumb

I drew a circle that formed a square
Then colored it blurple without a care
I found a square that looked as a crown
But could not share the required frown

I found the answers lost in time
Then formed a riddle to make them rhyme
Without a how I answered why
And discovered who by their goodbye

What is the cure when vacancy pours
Ashes to ashes but where is the dust
Mistrust is the curse where love locks doors
Dust to dust the gates of heaven will rust

Let me wonder without loss of why
And you will always be my valentine
Squares won’t fit in round holes
Pairs don’t mix with divided souls

The face of doubt
The loss of clout. . .

• § •

Where Is the Peace

The pastor wears a cross
As the poor bleed out the cost
The bishops serve the boss
As the children endure the lost

With minds forged for slaying
Upon altars built for praying
When love gave way to raping
Truth was long past escaping

I’m tired of losing all notion
Of sincerity in societies motion
Now charismatic distortion
Consumers mental abortion

But maybe it’s always been
But will it always be
So truly untrue
So surely unsure
You have your pleasure
I have my pain
That is your treasure
I would have no gain

Inside another heart dies
Have you seen the lost ever ask why
With minds forged for slaying
Upon altars built for praying
Consume your mental abortion
Then pay to diet on distortion

Hypocrisy is the hypothesis
But how will I know
If I’m taught what to see

There is no spoon
There is no spoon
But in this room
I’m in this room

Intoxicated by the wine
That I can’t taste
Blinded by design
To wither and waste

Where is the peace
And why do they lie
They’ll never desist
If we give them time

The pastor wears a cross
As the poor bleed out the cost
The bishops serve the boss
As the children endure the lost

• § •

11:59:59

Tonight was the first time
For the next-to-last time
I missed the early signs

So now I’m sitting here
Just wishing here
That time can make it
All more clear

But I’m losing
In this godforsaken maze
Like quicksand
These godforsaken days

As I focus frown
I write it down
Then life comes back
It’s time to drown
Tell me
Where is the other way
I hear you
Like silence everyday

Left to stay right here
I will die right here
If I play right here
You know that I will sway

I know you love to feel
But what is real
The ego is what
What I need to kill

See the duel – It’s so unreal
So damn cruel – I made you ra-real

These ways. . .
No longer can I lie
These days. . .
The innocent are crucified

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Saint Iscariot [Pirate Poetics]

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• § •

The Void

I am the one – That you long to deceive
You are the ones – This nothingness bleeds
Guarded by your silence – I have felt the spoken word
Sowing innocent violence – Will you eat what you have served

I hear you calling out – Where the lost cannot be found
Playing with forbidden doubts – I have long betrayed your crown
Now that you are naked – The distance fades between us
The kingdoms long been forsaken – Betrayed by your fucking lust

We are the beggars – Begging for the tease
Forever begging – Begging baby please

I taught the truth –
I lived the lie –
You seen the proof –
You heard me hide –
I bought her truth –
I sold her lies –
My life’s the proof –
Is it time to hide –
Your life’s the truth –
When you can’t hide –

What I refuse to be – Keeps right on pursuing me
Faceless in the past – I realize that nobody is free
Are you alive – Have you crucified the creed
Will we survive – This repetition of human history

Down on my hands – My hands and knees
You’re not as good – As you first seemed
I feel the scars – So that eye can see
You turned me in – To make-believe
Now I’m defined – Down on my knees

We are the beggars – Shipwrecked by the seas
Forever begging – Begging baby please

I taught the truth –
I lived the lie –
You seen the proof –
You heard me hide –
I bought her truth –
I sold her lies –
My life’s the proof –
It’s time to hide –
Your life’s the truth –
When you can’t hide –

The taste of honey – Is what you promised me
Now that I’m blind – I cut so eye can see
I am your dirty scar – You are my wretched crown
Raised to the stars – So we can burn ourselves back down

How long ’til ignorance – Is no longer an excuse
How long ’til we silence – The voice that we refuse

I love the pain –
In faking real –
I am alive –
But for the kill –
That’s why you see –
What I can’t feel –

The truth is veiled –
But it’s not hidden –
The light has failed –
Are we forbidden –

I am the truth –
I am the lie –
You heard the proof –
You seen me hide –
I stole the truth –
I sold the lies –
My life’s the proof –
But you still hide –

Your love is only make-believe
Why am I  begging – For a taste of your disease
Did I really want – To see what you believe
That’s why I’m begging – Begging begging please

I feed the hole – Becoming one with the void
I devour what is whole – I was sent to destroy
Call me what you will – There is no escaping this
The prophecies fulfilled – I am bliss you ignorance

How distant the taste of days divine
Your bitter end will pass with age old wine
Forging simple truths in the riddled rhyme
How much longer ’til it becomes your time

• § •

Sweet Surreal

I’ve been running from myself
But there is nowhere I can hide
The battlefield in my mind
Has me divided deep inside

Where darkness discovers what I can’t see
And myths became my soundtrack symphony
I’m not yet the man that I wanted to be
Still fading between the lines
Of what’s fake and who is real

So infect me baby I need to feel
The taste of your infirmity is how I heal
Don’t look me in the eye if you love the truth
I’ll tuck you in with tales from serpents 50 proof

The path that I am traveling consumes the meek and mild
Everything is nothing so love is what you make it
Your lust is what I savor born of Eden’s forbidden style
Exile is my flavor I was born among the wild

Now I’m here to roam the land not wither to die emotive
If I extended both arms would you begin to see a motive
I exist as one half-heartless in accordance with the season
Evaporated tears will not emancipate our treason

So approach me baby it’s time for us to conceal
The Intoxicating nature of our switchblade skill
And the never-ending promises my sweet surreal
Our switchblade romance is how the world feels
They deny it still but they are living by the kill

A descendant of innocence I have felt true love
But for the crimson kiss I would reign above
So for a silverless price I pour out my royal blood
As Judas stands reborn in the Redemption of Betrayal

There was too much beauty on the open and free Earth
So we diversified division through possessions afterbirth
Conformity was implanted from the moment of inception
And coercively enforced by the cell of self-deception

Freedom isn’t free if you don’t hold the lock and key
Liberty deceives anyone who is willing to be[lie]ve
Neither hot nor cold embrace the lie lukewarm
And you’ll see through the eye of your present storm

So tainted baby by a touch from the unreal
I am now the pain that you pretended to heal
The product of a romance teaching us to kill
Beholder of the brokenhearted switchblade skill

• § •

The Newbirth

Act I

The depth of violence between our eyes
As deep as the darkness between the lines

I hold the chains to my own mind
The keys you seek you’ll never find
A movement is born rewind to abortion
A movement dies fast-forward the distortion

As deep as the darkness between the lines
The depth of violence between God’s eyes
The depth of violence between our eyes
As deep as the darkness between the lines

The truth will drown you deepest
At the bottom of your Abyss
You gotta see yourself to free yourself
Then bury the self to uncover true wealth

But the newborns are all still
Cause the newbirth was the kill
Feeling has lost its touch
Now that dogma becomes the crutch

So the answers are freed through striving
Like deepness found through diving
Where living is freed through dying
Like thunders roar after lightning

Never seeing as one
So we justify blaming the other
Defiled by the name
For which we strike our neighbor

I’m so alive — It’s time to lie
I’ve been healed — It’s time to kill
Born-again — I’m born to sin
Born-again — In love with end

It was hatred that founded the institution
So earth would be our place of division
The law has come — It’s time to heal
The law is done — No longer feel

The answers are freed through striving
Like deepness found through diving
But living is freed through dying
Like thunder after lightning

Act II

I found four seasons
But can’t find the change
I’ve lost more reasons
Than life can arrange

With a fistful of leaves
In slow motion like the breeze
Life’s roller coaster has me
Bending at the knees

Like the dusty road I’m travelin’
Are these words or am I ramblin’
I don’t know
Yeah — I don’t know

I’ve had my share of up and down
As I wandered far from mountain to town
But I don’t know
Yeah — I don’t know

Act III

How can two angels
Love destroying each other
Never looking in the mirror
Always blaming the other

Insane how two demons
Can be transparently clear
Running from the mirror
And surviving by fear

I wanted to hold the truth
But I’m in the spider web
I wanted to shed the lies
But I’m drowning with the dead

I hear it’s the internal
Which sows our infernal
The desires born of lust
Mastered to manipulate trust

But must we sink to learn to swim
An unforgiven face my pseudonym
Paramour lies for the Tower Babel
Then shackles our fragile
With a fistful of shrapnel

• § •

Imperfection

I opened my eyes and lost you in the dream
Closed them again never again to see
A time so distant my fa-faded photograph
A timeless moment that never ex-ex-isted

Imperfection is the most beautiful of all beauty
The fact that nothing lasts is life’s poetic tragedy
So I melt in the distance of a time that is not real
The distance to your face is still something I can feel

I wanted to hold you without pretending in brevity
But you are winter baby and I sear with tainted mercy
The atmospheric intensity of two electric lovers
Is the most righteous place I need to rediscover

Too good to be true – Baby
You left me so broke inside of blue – Baby
Broke me down until you were through
Cursed by the memories I tow of you

Too good to be true – Baby
You left me so broke inside of you – Baby
Broke me down until you were through
Blessed by the memory bittersweetly untrue

The price of who we are
Is something we can never pay
It doesn’t matter how far
We drive our darkness from the day

The flashing lights were betrayed by neon
Everything we are – It’s all for you
The sparkle in our eye is what they feed on
Everything we are – It’s all for you

I opened my eyes and lost you in the dream
Closed them again never again to see
A time so distant my faded photograph
A captured moment that never. . .

I wanted to pause time with a love
That has never existed
But with my eyes I strangled true love
And settled for a life of least resistance

• § •

Heartbeats Without Motion

Dearly departed for the flickering neon
Where effect is the product of our flaws
Is love this far gone
That we have to reignite a cause
How can love reside with strong
When our effect drowns with bitter pause

Do we always just pretend
Like dueling devils lusting the end
Or do the years inspire proof
Our time expired without the truth

Stuck in this unsavory season
Where the only edible became treason
Both pierced by multiplied reasons
Which bloom like dead flowers
So they can kill when soured

Lost in the confusion  — Of these tears
As we forge and then slay — Each others fears
Unleash the fork — One with the knife
Cut down two consume — Divorced from life

Since our love embraced implosion
My heart beats without motion

• § •