Cyphering Motifs


Colors vibrate the spectrum

causing shifts through the phases

leaving only bright reflections

of intimations in its wake

forging ripples in the grand pond

of the universe whose waves

slap against the shores

of consciousness creating

mandelbrots spiraling forever

outward yet snuggly held within

the golden ratio as it gambols

amongst the magical Circle of Fifths

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‘Incomplete Particoat’


What cerulean light through yonder window breaks?

For it doth burn mine eyes so true

Have the slumbers of my distracted globe lingered opaque

For the world to colour itself so blue?

While palls of Indigo dim the hearts bitter ache

Ought shadows not illuminate our ravin point of view?

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Faustian Liturgies


Footsteps lingered in the threads of the carpeting

As the sound of your voice echoes back from the walls

Fingernails scratched into the wood of the moulding

When invocations mingled amongst the outer squalls

Patterns forged from shards of decorative pargeting

While the ropes bite deeper when the victim crawls

Where visions of monsters lie within the beholding

Bitter the poison on the tongue that it scalds

The grinding of steel while it is sharpening

Ever louder, the darkness calls

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