Poem-A-Day: Day 343

Hot Coldfalling

Windfall rain screaming
Blizzard suns and pale cinders
Spark reversible

Poem-A-Day: Day 342

AEIOU

Are sins your
facetious
answering to puns;
pale inkblot suns
fastening our
place in no fun?
Say the intro plumps
a weird growth lump,
and then, it pops pus;
hard, tedious
spatterings of funk?
Sad nettings sour
a wet ichor skunk;
a smell, shit on glum
madness scissor cuts,
and then in no stunt,
sad bells ding-dong drum
awe in songs sung.
Bad news is not dumb,
tragedious,
sadly yes, info crumby
and bled viscous.

Poem-A-Day: Day 341

C.H.U.D.S.

Cannibalistic
Humanoid Under-terrain
Dwelling Survivors

Poem-A-Day: Day 340

Night Watch: Day Watch

Days blend with nights
and sadly back again,
and somewhere in the midst
some intermittent sleep,
a nap reclassified,
manages to self-sustain
one more day
that blends to nights.

Loss and gains seem similar,
but one always outweighs
the weight of the other,
and then one another
together the two walk,
holding hands and smirking
at the loss
and the gains that seem similar.

And the nights shift to daze,
and the daze becomes similar
the fog that never lifts,
but instead perpetuates,
disseminates itself from clouds
the somehow eclipse
the darkness of the nights
that shift to similar daze.

Poem-A-Day: Day 339

Trioptics

iodine night cap
showering final brevity
and magnetic splinters

splendor blinding chill
quiet and magnanimous
bold curvature flattened

attacking sounds resonate
and connective tissue
loses what was

Poem-A-Day: Day 338

Twin Cities

Supple bubbles
The dangling angler angels
Heaving heavy breathes

Poem-A-Day: Day 337

The Paranoia Set In Again

The paranoia sets in again
penning ten aging sins
against tin sign posts.
Parisian songs in not one note:
saps panning in the raging rains,
aging paintings, pale sangria,
goners past tense once gone.
Testing the pair on proper par,
no noise gains sages panting;
rappers taping tan pan rape songs,
singing eerie opera sets,
eating grapes on stage.
The paranoia spans eons,
the spinning ions start sane,
penning again, penning again,
against era on era, stepping to,
resisting stress set ages ago.