Black Forever

Black Forever

A Poem by Roger Morrison

Beyond horizon black forever lies under your magnifying glass in pleasure pain my body writhes


Black Forever                                    Tyler Dameron




Laughter from within the cauldron

As they burn and bubble

Sex fusing into one

Wanting to jump in with them

Once I’m there

The laughter is done


Is there anybody here?

Is there anybody anywhere?


Only one night remains

Till from the forest

The screaming queen appears

Eaten by her womb

Once re-birthed

She will feed us our fears


Sitting in this room

Whispers of rushing blood

Of a shadow’s suicide

The air is like a strangler’s hands

His dead-end mind

Has gone for a ride


I will swim this sea of voices

Beyond horizon

Black forever lies

Under your magnifying glass

In pleasure-pain

My body writhes


I will wander you wasteland

Till the sky grows red

And my skin turns to rust

If I reach out for your hand

Will you crumble

Into dust?


Is there anybody here?

Is there anybody anywhere?


Four walls of isolation

Make pretend that

They’re made out of skin

I’ve got a dagger

That bleeds white

Where to begin, oh, where to begin?


Is there anybody here?

Is there anybody out there?





© 2011 Roger Morrison

Author's Note

Roger Morrison
Just a poem about normal stuff in life, really. Written on 5-6-11
In the style of the great Dax Riggs

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Added on May 7, 2011
Last Updated on May 19, 2011
Tags: black, forever, pain, memory, demon, rust, horror, screaming, shadow, suicide


Roger Morrison
Roger Morrison

Chandler, AZ

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