unhinge

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hourglass figure
red emerges
from black
warning signs
far from the
place of
attack
leaves red
marks incised
in the
back
how quaint
how droll
how ironic
is that
nimble it strides
on its trap
like a cat
unhinges corpses
to make room
on the rack

-m.p. 06/20/2017

deformity

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descant upon my shadow
i determine your tomorrow
steal your breath
you make your death
from your future time
you borrow

my deformity is informing me
’tis true the stars align
for demons of doom
my soul to consume
but in my laughter
they will dine

here my fingers clutch the chains
of my foes so mighty fallen
i’ll see them to
yes, see them through
to their own doom
scorched and
squalid

-m.p. 06/05/2017

created

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always wondered
where this
was headed to
had a hunch or two
just where
i might
end up

failures i’ve
sure had
quite a few
a couple more
will do
the sequence
i’d rather
not interrupt

i never needed anyone
no one ever needed me
for i was made to be an enemy
forever your archenemy
always wondered what i was meant to be
cross paths and then you’ll see
i was created to be your enemy
forever your archenemy

i was meant to plot
and to devise
in plain sight
disguised
a mind of
ticking
gears

when it’s the thought
that counts
to what it
amounts
is arousing
the worst of
fears

never needed anyone
no one ever needed me
i was made to be an enemy
forever your archenemy
i wondered what the future held for me
i see now so crystally (my destiny)
i was created to be an enemy
forever your archenemy

i like the sound
of my own screams
pleading
for me
to turn
the lights
back on

but it’s time, goodnight
goodbye, sweet dreams
nightmares
to be
the mask
forever
donned

never needed anyone
no one ever needed me
i was made to be an enemy
forever your archenemy
always wondered what the future held for me
once blind but now i see
created to be an enemy
forvee your archenemy

-m.p. 06/01/2017

hunting

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where do they come from
where do they go
they unleave footprints
in the snow
they leave an axe
as so adorned
traces of a
creature torn
the lodge
it quivers
its candles blackened
darkened walls
by cords now slackened
the hunting party
here made to slumber
tis the season to
add in number
in swings, in chops
a kind of lumber
leave the forest
thinner, somber

-m.p. 05/24/2017

too late

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the twitch of fingers
a bloodied nose
eyes that ponder
how fate foretold
how the future’s path
could be so straight
no hope to circumnavigate
there is no wandering
except in conscious
conscience would keep
one honest
conscience would keep
one safe
but its thoughts too late
as volleys
strafe

-m.p. 05/23/2017

brightest

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how now spirits
thoughts so frail
a little sun
would do thee well
yet ‘twould further
disguise what ails
for what good is wind
in a doomed ship’s sails?
what good is perfume
to mask the smell
of a body long passed
beyond this veil?

long rang the bell
the accursed knell
traversed this earth
still walked the shell
drinking deep
from an unholy grail
to invest in the chest
an ever present wail
in line, on a rail,
on the smoking trail
of the brightest star
that so ancient fell

-m.p. 04/20/2017