A Taste For the Black

These angles enthralled in rupturing fires

Lit up by demons entranced by desires

That build up like resonance through crystalline halls

Louder than lustfully lamenting calls

A moment of weakness, a fall from that hill

After seeing what happened when Jack came to Jill

It seemed to be innocent, yeah just a quick stroll 

Culminating in constraint, confusion, and control

I constantly find that I pine on desire

It's useless and wasteful, just a fool breathing fire

There are people and places I wish I could be

None of them here, and none of them me

So back to these angels entranced in their game

In a world of desires released from their blame

To surfeit on sunshine is their only way back

Deep into the light with a taste for the black

Kings of Molly

Solace surrounds serendipitous souls

Ironically filling up endless black holes

As moonbeams break boundaries we look to the skies

But light speed born backwards will deceive more than eyes

Elemental errors of a species past its prime

Evangelical psychosis breeds the slipperiest of slime

Solitude is master of the loneliest of gods

Surrounded by disaster, facing a myriad of odds

We sing and hum and buzz to these vibrations in our mind

We guess and pose to ponder of that which we'll never find

There are answers to these riddles that are meant to stir the heart

Tangle up in psychic torment breathing passion into art

The Divine Descent

Darwinian design; this decrepit decline,
After years of submission my dissension is divine,
I’ve waited in anguish and languished in love,
I’m that heart-beat-down hero that fits like a glove,

In silence too perfect we surface in darkness,
A fresh death’s last breath in this shallow mind’s starkness,
Open these wounds to the swoons of a rose,
Her essence incessant through her eyes as they close…

Nights in the Golgotha

The Stars enshrine eternity and brightly bare our scars

A surrogate maternity giving birth through broken bars

Expansive breaths in understatement circling our psyche

From here to all eternity is much closer than seems likely

These dreams, they keep me up at night, and visions fill my head

And every wanton demoness seems cursed to haunt my bed

Now stepping out in wondrous form astride of heaven's gait 

The star-eyed wanderer set's his sights for Planet Satiate

"Wherefore am I to live in trust when so much destruction feeds on lust?

Am I just a pawn; a puppet master's toy? Or am I the virus set forth to destroy?"

"So much depends on what I see; What I identify as me.

What virtues hold me to this ground? What beliefs allow the recognition of sound?"

With this thought he takes a drag to pull his life together 

A wispy apparition bound by a vast ethereal tether

Exhaling thoughtless affectations, reflecting cosmic glow

The star-eyed wanderer takes the path that few would choose to go

"The road laid out before us is reflected in our past

An allusion to a mystery born off before the blast

When it's a sick situation and a creation of your mind

Sometimes it's just the better choice to leave it all behind"

Update: 2014 *poetry*

Hey everybody what's up? Sorry it's been so long since I've used this

blog page. Ghost of Matsubara has been doing lots of music. We're off to Osaka tomorrow, and we'll be in Tokyo on the 22nd. And in addition we are raising money for our next studio recording. You can pre-order the limited edition CD here -> http://www.gofundme.com/gomnextcd 

In other news, regarding this blog, I intend to post more poetry here. I'm going to use this as a publishing upload site for my poetry. Poetry is something I've been doing for years and I have a whole book worth of poems to publish. I hope you enjoy it and if you like it please share it with your friends. 

Thnx as always!

Tom

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