A magnum opus for insanities symphony # thirteen




Every night,
I shed my skin,

and lie
at the peeling,

caught in the lye
as the epedermis
reels from unraveling;

dripping my pith
as puddles of forgotten

into a cyclone of
reanimated chaos~

orange tub
catatonic echoes-

falling limp,

like a

I cling to
pipe reveries
as they branch into the sigh
of gypsy clouds....

as old grace,

fades as burnt mementos
swirling in a architects
prime intention,

we wear
oily ectoplasmic-chassis's
clipped on the suspenders
of the Light Bearers simper;

wondering when
the sorrel mottle
budding 'neath clavicles-

would be 
as Arcadian

in the backstage brigade
as a sanctified
fractured dream,

bleeding into
the thump blink
of a inebriated creator.


Ailing Succubus.

Every night,

I prop a pop up chimera
as a hope shiv
stabs doubt
into my mirage
of amor....

with blind

I keep holding
my shrine
as a menhir

insufflating stardust,

till I
feel her

on my


A Fat Blunt,
              . .
                 . .

Every night,

I weave,
wounded whispers~

into origami loopholes
of justification~

favored as a sterling scapegoat
I deploy pointy fingers
into a looking glass
of prosecution-


as a senile cynic
a pompous critic
who critiques
inky screams....

off of gravy orisons
in a phlebotomize

thump beats
redirect shards
into the crucified teardrop
of a supernal maestro-


never stitched
sandpaper roses
into chloroformed roods~

also, trying to

if there's
one more
blotched wraith
stretched from the gallows....

in the redacted line
between self-love and hate~

there is no room for me
as a gift.....

I only float
as a air-pocket embolism
in your
abyss of dreams;

so......I will save a sequel morsel
for tomorrow's requiem.


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  • Author: Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 8th, 2019 16:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: Lye= 1: a strong alkaline liquor rich in potassium carbonate leached from wood ashes and used especially in making soap and for washing broadly : a strong alkaline solution (as of sodium hydroxide or potassium hydroxide) 2 : a solid caustic (such as sodium hydroxide)------ Middle English, from Old English lēag; akin to Old High German louga lye, Latin lavare, lavere to wash, Greek louein------ blastula= : an early metazoan embryo typically having the form of a hollow fluid-filled rounded cavity bounded by a single layer of cells.------ borrowed from New Latin (in a German context), from Greek blastós "shoot, bud, embryo" + New Latin -ula (as in GASTRULA, PLANULA)-------- nephilim= The Nephilim /ˈnɛfɪˌlɪm/ (Hebrew: נְפִילִים, nefilim) were the offspring of the "sons of God" and the "daughters of men" before the Deluge, according to Genesis 6:1-4. A similar or identical biblical Hebrew term, read as "Nephilim" by some scholars, or as the word "fallen" by others, appears in Ezekiel 32:27.--------- ectoplasmic = ectoplasm, : the outer relatively rigid granule-free layer of the cytoplasm usually held to be a gel reversibly convertible to a sol 2 : a substance held to produce spirit materialization and telekinesis.---------- sorrel= 2 : a brownish orange to light brown-------- mottle= a colored spot 2a : a surface having colored spots or blotches b : the arrangement of such spots or blotches on a surface---------- shiv= slang : KNIFE---------- menhir= : a single upright rough monolith usually of prehistoric origin--------- plebiscite= : a vote by which the people of an entire country or district express an opinion for or against a proposal especially on a choice of government or ruler--------- Visuddha= Visuddha (or vishuddhi) is the Sanskrit name for the chakra located in the throat area, close to the cervical spine. The name comes from the Sanskrit, shuddhi, which means “pure,” and the root, vi, which intensifies the word; therefore, vishuddhi means “especially pure.” It is usually represented by the color of sky blue. This wheel, or vortex, of pranic energy is said to be the center of our creativity and self expression. Yogic teachings say that the visuddha chakra gives us the ability to connect with and share our own truth./ The English name for visuddha is the throat chakra.---------- Blunt= noun INFORMAL 1. a hollowed-out cigar filled with marijuana.-------- basilica= 3 : a Roman Catholic church given ceremonial privileges--------- chloroformed= verb past tense: chloroformed; past participle: chloroformed render (someone) unconscious with chloroform.-------- roods=noun plural noun: roods 1. a crucifix, especially one positioned above the rood screen of a church or on a beam over the entrance to the chancel.
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  • kevin browne

    Woe!! like a 77 set Orchestra set. Brilliantly composed. Great work.

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