Well....many of you have asked me, "When are you going to rerturn to your dark poetry, Dave?" It looks like that old dark side reared its ugly head yet again. In celebration of the dark-side, my friends.....I give you "Consequences". I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
Consequences
Mind screaming, heart racing...wondering what the fuck I'm facing. Breathing ragged, soul dying...I hear heaven's angels crying. Watching as the lamb of god, is murdered on the altar... Awful madness running wild, disemboweling those who falter.
Never have my eyes beheld, nor thought such monstrous evil dwelled... Upon this mortal plane we share, our blood for gods who never cared. Adramelech makes his way, into this sacred gathering place... Accompanied by a shreiking legion, souls who looked upon his face.
I watch a smile cross his features, watch him summon more foul creatures. From the bowels of hell they issue, to feed upon sweet mortal tissue. Moist cloying stench of manflesh innards, heaps of midden on the floor... My nostrils weeping putrid mucous, His summoned creatures howl for more.
I wonder now what fevered thinking, what made me bring this nightmare slinking... Up from the depths of my despair, to do my bidding here and there? Lust for power caused these actions, too late now to close the door... Selfish motive behind my madness, doesn't matter anymore.
Harken all you kindred souls, nursing all your foul ambitions... Power gained from incantations, carries with it fell conditions!
Turquoise and blue pollen, carefully set within her basket... Sacred river pollen woven, inside her crystal bracelet. Yellow pollen from the corn, in celebration of her purity... Such power in her actions, such things will bring maturity.
Coyote child is what she wishes, to bear into our world... For now her spirit ventures forth, into the netherworld. Concentration mars perfection, of her gentle facial features... Striving to obtain reward, to wrest his seed from nightmare creatures.
Un-erring love directs her movements, praying silently to the Mother... Ignoring taunts cruelly thrown at her, by Coyote's evil younger brother. Moisture beads upon her brow, Coyote's soul she catches hold of... Absorbing his seed within herself, honoring ancient tenets of the old love.
Relaxing now, she does not regret, the steps that she has taken... Her son will see that nature's bounty, soon again will re-awaken.
I am sorry I have been so long in posting...My baaaad. Here is a lil summn I hope you will enjoy!
Thirst
I strive to find some ray of hope, some anchor I can cling to… Once-before you were this way, foul madness was upon you. Such venom once unknown to me, your shrieking spirit now set free… To fill the void inside of you, where our love is supposed to be!
Tell me now my darling… Tell me your sweet lies… That I may face tomorrow… That I may not despise.
Empty words they stain your lips, hoarding anger against the time... Of destinies blood harvest, craving forbidden daemon's wine. Spitting curses your rage increases, awful thirst goes unfulfilled... My own dark thoughts keep straying, poignant thoughts of those I've killed.
Tell me now my darling… Tell me what to give… That I may seek salvation… That I still try to live.
I feel your bloodshot eyes upon me, a thousand restless flies… Feeding on these tender embraces, I would trade you for your lies. I beg of you to now depart, please go and feed upon the masses. Embrace your nature shamelessly, thin out the bleating social classes!
A gift it was I thought to share... with you my tender lover… Seems as if that hope is lost... I wonder will our love recover?
Lost in my bitter chanting vigil, desperate for your sweet embrace... I watch uncaring shadows dance, across your lifeless face. I wonder...is it possible, could this be a cruel charade? I find myself entreating you, to drop this awful masquerade.
Will I end up losing you, despite my timely intervention? Somehow lose your loving touch, due to my careless in-attention? Perhaps cruel fate is taunting me; I suppose that could be true... Rejecting voices in my head, my fevered thoughts return to you.
Was that a flicker of your eyelid, or only wishful thinking? Energized by sudden hope, my desperate gaze unblinking... I notice now the altered posture, of your body on the bed... Goddess please forgive me, I won’t accept that you are dead.
I gather up the ritual candles, spread them round about the floor... Intoning phrases from the book, that sacred tome which I abhor. Some subtle noxious odor, suddenly invades the room… Reminding me of gallows stench, black roses when they bloom.
Eyes widen in astonishment, as I realize you are softly speaking. Some sort of evil incantation, to bring about what I’ve been seeking! Scalding tears blur my vision, yet I am sure that I perceive… Alterations in your countenance, changes I can scarce believe!
I watch in dreadful disbelief, your youthful beauty fading… Replaced by something sinister, I sense something foul invading. I flood my mind with memories, things that we used to do. This foul thing sitting on our bed; contains no part of you!
Dark apparition beckons to me, awful golem not quite dead. Beckons me to sit beside her, offering to relieve my dread. Grisly smile distorts her mouth, exposing awful yellowed teeth. Her brittle skin it seems to move, are writhing maggots just beneath?
I embrace this grotesque parody, in remembrance of you… One is such a lonely number, my happiness requires two.
