Pending Sacrament
The pending sacrament proclaimed upon the earth by the hearty hymns of ages gone by is transfigured for eternity by the bombastic grunts of cavemen into the hopeless dissolution of meaningless rants uttered in the name of righteousness. – Esinz
The Halls Beckon
The halls beckon my bloody feet to enthrone my justifications on rabid Parthenon soldiers, those merciless dissevers of critic slandering nebulights, that troll in whispers’ mist afoul of cadences and comrades reluctant to derail the Capricorn dogmas that the dredge of reason cannot tear from the silt and rock of Empirical demise. I will bear […]
Sword of Nefarious Wrath
Excel in repair of dissonance. Prepare for the storm’s incessant crushing howl. Revolt in abolition of faith. To the wolves go the hungry, desperate to die in revolt, unshackled now, laconic and swarthy, the decadent and worldly, the sword of nefarious wrath. – Sinz
Fall from Grace – Esinz
But, as the fall from grace takes its course, so does the opportunity for sublime recompense actuate in the tortured souls of heroes struggling to reach the realms of hope and justice. – Esinz
Norman Clature
Norman Clature read the Times piece on Allred Boyd’s murder for hire scheme he was runnin outa his garage right under the nose of the Police Dept one block over! His friggin wife shot Red Sanger in the face right outside by that big ol pecan tree. Is everyone mad? Can’t hear a shotgun bast […]
Tailgate Logic
Three or more could well be four, And rituals even scores, When taken in by Saturn’s sun, The minstrel’s songs are left unsung….. Redemption’s underbelly, bloated with the hot air of sold-out chess board soliloquies and underachiever’s hack tones, is fat with Rorschach remedies, abounding in trinkets of solitaire, house of cards rhythmic notation, berated Anglo […]
Syntax Collusion
Incidental particles of generated subterfuge, that resolve in the substrates of a vehicularish trogglight, amassed in polished angst, albeit a bit morphosized, but rather Columbianesque, in a savory way. These are the emolients. Poltergeists of sorts, a force, the dragoon clawing theatrics of mad urchins, the train stop whistle’s vortex, the dew on time shackled […]
The Tongues of Wisdom – Esinz
The tongues of wisdom speak ardently about the search for truth, but do they perceive the stark beauty of a meaningless soliloquy on the vapid and tasteless sojourn of a starving man into the realms of disillusionment and despair? – Esinz
The Tongues of Wisdom – Sinz
There are those that receive a banquet of redundant butterfly chasing dogs, smacking bubbles in the air, barking fur ball logic, as a gift of the sages. Others are cursed with a paranoid animated surrealism exploding in a panoramic vision that supersedes duplicity in fault. None to blame, guilt in all. Be it the mesmerization […]
Wicked Digestion
I should be a salamander. To be exact in slime, to frolic along the mud river bank, salivating sticky ooze, snatching flies with my tongue. A delight-full cockroach dinner about eventide, then slither into somnambulant joy in a crack in a drowning log. But, alas, I am just a garden snake, slithering in the grass. […]