Perdition : Writing

Where It Isn't Even Tuesday

Where It Isn't Even Tuesday

A Poem by Perdition


Colors lace through morning's Portugal hush, Bruises burn my eyes deficiently Buddha passion overriding, The ..
Come Tomorrow

Come Tomorrow

A Poem by Perdition


It is not the politics, The poverty or provocation that sets to flame the lion’s eye It is not the sun The sand nor..
Thing Is

Thing Is

A Poem by Perdition


Pictures burning Cold, water stained walls Together out in myself Undecidedly Every reason, a decision to..
Some Things Real

Some Things Real

A Poem by Perdition


In a home builtFrom empty roomsWalls made of wordsYou left the door wide shutFor better days or worseYou left the best that dies in ..
Crow

Crow

A Poem by Perdition


Hear the sun, young child as it pours on the backs of the buffalo, Hear their hooves drumming, my blood stirring inside the sky. Believe tha..
Medea

Medea

A Poem by Perdition


You warmed your hands on such Sweet and soft regardBlack as infant moon-Silently coiled As the passing stormForaging in your stammered min..
Reasons

Reasons

A Poem by Perdition


You put a bullet through it Drew me under Left me stonedThe wall cut a dark incision Knotting my head back i..
Swollen Alibi

Swollen Alibi

A Poem by Perdition


Like blue Like ice cubed memories Melting Sheer fuse-lit rapture, abandoned Feeling quantum Feeling..
Morning Child (Revisited)

Morning Child (Revisited)

A Poem by Perdition


She smiles as I climb into focus Straightening my crown over darkness The king of all fools I am thatmoment when eyelids connect Knowing ..
Fool's Calligraphy

Fool's Calligraphy

A Poem by Perdition


Look at me young Born on Pascal's wager Born to foolish smiles that Climb the mysteries Born to struggl..

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