Dream's Mysterium

Category: poetry

  • Stuck in these wily, windy moors

    Stuck in these wily, windy moors

    It’s really fucking stupid that you’reDressed like fucking Cupid.How foolish do you think I am?Those wings must be glued-on! Why are you pointing arrows at me?Go aim at a sparrow!My heart belongs to no oneAnd I do not like the dawn. I’ll just sleep-in foreverIf you don’t mind.You won’t severMy connection to the personI think…

  • Relax

    Relax

    Relax.Don’t worry.Mother has this shit.Don’t waste a minute on that thought. It’s stupid to.Admit.The baddies have been caught. The things you have to do will get done. All of them in time. And time is relative, my Boy.Instead, toy with your mind. See what you can find.

  • Meditate Instead

    Meditate Instead

    Meditate instead. Just get out of your head. There isn’t anything of worth up there  Anyway. Not yet. Get into your chest. Let Me care for the rest. And we will take a chance And dance— Connected — Breast to breast.

  • Womb Tomb

    Womb Tomb

    I’m being incubated In Mary’s fiery womb. To some this cave, Might look real strange. Sort of like a tomb. But Juliet is dying here. Romeo must die too. I’ll go first. I’ll quench the thirst Of everyone in the room.

  • Cicadas

    I love the sound of cicadas. It wouldn’t be summer without them. Annual or 13 years, It would be foolish of me to doubt them.

  • Horns

    Horns

    It’s not a competition.I won when I was born.You did too. You just forgot.Your crown is made of thornsAnd you must wear it ‘til the dayA purple one adornsYour head instead;Your wall of lead—Shattered by the horns.

  • 14 Things for Which I Am Grateful

    14 Things for Which I Am Grateful

    I am grateful for you.I am grateful for me.I am grateful we’re hereEven to disagree. I am grateful for loveI am grateful for hate.I am grateful my bodyStarts to wind down at 8.I am grateful for MadiI am grateful for Mom.I’m e’en grateful for Dad.(Ain’t that an a-bomb!)I’m grateful for Apples.I am grateful for Red.I…

  • Up There

    Up There

    I know you’re waiting up there for me.Patiently, but longing.I know you want to rid me of thisObsession with belonging.When I belong to nowhere.For Nowhere is my name.And Nothing is my favorite sport.I love that fucking game.

  • Muladhara

    Muladhara

    Eros dressed in red— Aiming for my head— A sin, you know — that fatal blow Got my heart instead. But I think Love’s aim is always true. I’ve always been in love with you.

  • Shadow Work

    Shadow Work

    Look at my shadow,Isn’t it lovely?Doesn’t it deserve love too?Don’t you agree, Peter?Flying above me?Wouldn’t it suit you too? Won’t we fly,Regardless of tether?We’ll just ask WendyTo sew us together! Gandælf. Ælfred.

  • Golden Apple

    Thank God for Eris, For throwing that Apple. It pissed me off, But Lover, I needed it. The judgement is sure. The punishment — ample. But punishment’s relative To the growth succeeding it.

  • Hue-Man

    Hue-Man

    You’re a man illuminated by huesA human…being.Be.Stop stressing the rest so damn much, boy.Just put all your faith in Me. Surrender your worries.Surrender your woes.With us two together,No one can oppose. So care less about the external.Be careless.I’ll take care of the rest.

  • Juliet

    Juliet

    Juliet’s red lips have meTrapped in this tomb.I know it’s not the end,I know it’s not my doom.I also know that RosalineIs waiting for me patientlyAnd, honestly I prefer her.She was my first, you see.

  • Thank God

    Thank God

    Thank God you’re not human.Well, maybe you are.Because you are in me.You’re never that far.Thank God you’re forgiving though,That’s what I meanBecause I’m a sinner.I’m walking unclean.But you know I’m trying.And you know how hard.You know that I guilt myselfWhich only leaves scars,But it means that I’m growing enough that I knowI have to do…

  • Futból Americano

    Futból Americano

    “You kick the ball with the foot.Get it?” “I don’t.At what fucking point?These idiots won’t!They throw it around like Mr. Hot Potato.I’m pasting my TV set with unripe tomatoes.”