Natural Blue
Look homeward angel Separated by the sea I drop by distant you And mercy will sit between After a dream: all Day walking in fog To the pure, all things are pure My face is empty With flecks of ecstacy Yet I would let fall walls Guarding an uneasy peace It's just a dream Everything that you saw The impure brings something impure Moonshine and Mead You push the product You buy to be What is low Who then is free? A scarecrow Bondage with ease How do you know What you don't know Chance is all we have We're like a whirlwind We live life at third hand We are such great fools We play a game of swans Snake oil Idols of the tribe Shadows Idols of the cave How do you know What you don't know Chance is all we have
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
You push the product You buy to be what is low Who then is free? A scarecrow? Bondage with ease How do you know what you don't know? Chance is all we have We're like a whirlwind We live life at third hand We are such great fools We play a game of swans Snake oil, idols of the tribe, shadows, idols of the cave How do you know what you don't know? Chance is all we have
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Attired with stars No man would be old Everything is endured The bread that we store Our casual creeds The gold that we hide furtively Believe what is true Love what is rare Drink what is clear There's so much blood there Our hands blistering from their haste Our backs caving in with the weight Return more Don't ignore One moment it's you, then soaring wind Rising, I let it carry me As if it were the first rain To where lies seem like reason Return more Don't ignore Tripping across my bones on the floor One picture atop the other The sorrow of scars and brown rivers Feel, as if nothing else matters
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Between days Plumbing wells Building ruins Inner hells Spitting stars And all is sky Tomorrow, the moon Now a far frozen time Transition Whale-blue dreams The slow-motion chase Bones on the beach Things I�ve become Sirens whale blue The painful burden Of nothing to do What�s going on Nothing much The cynicism Of this meager touch A crucible For distant ennui Obsessed with your Everyday irony
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
All my life I've lived at the bottom of the hill Always waiting Amphora never filled Men from the sea might rise Lifetime never known Soul of sweet delight There�s no going home Wait for Lazarus But he won't come forth Pain or lament Are more than mere words Too much love of living I hesitated and fell If I had known I would have lingered Men from the sea might rise Lifetime never known Soul of sweet delight There's no going home My strength is not The strength of stone There was a man In the land of Uz Stand and unfold yourself I've been such a fool Show me the steep and thorny way But stretch forth your hand What hour now for The forgotten man
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
This salve, your salvation A little rebellion Trust no future Some reprieve You call for faith Art was made to disturb The world, which seems to lie Climb the cross of the moment While humanity is sold in shame The wolf howls each yellow morning Stuff wax in my ears Dying piecemeal (or so we argue)� I'm sick at heart We have no need for genius Our discovery ends there Heroes come back from war None intact--what will people say?
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
In the distance, sirens Jump at this dead hour Wild-eyed I am too much in the sun Willed beyond my power A little more than kin, straw sins In the rainy season Closed despite the sun A clarion to call me home My fingers going numb Every Monday, run away I�ll stand in these four corners Though hell itself should gape I'll cross it, though it blast me And walk right through the gate
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
It was a lurid start Acrid sweat and agony No one could cross three thousand miles Gathering prayers You there, quickly forgetting my spilled words Me, here, wondering what I meant Only sometimes does it mean We�ll be here to see them bloom One moment your life is a stone And the next, a star You, there, quickly forgetting my spilled words Me, here, wondering what I meant In this dark world and wide Dollar go from hand to hand The world is never small And you shouldn�t treat it so
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Through the open window Dizzy with your presence I chanced upon the mirrors Wheeling west on 24th St Then it all vanished In the breaking storm The train to Centre And a hanging goodbye I�m feeling your anger The night, agitated You�re leaving for nowhere This music never heard Forgetting altogether Making up excuses Standing on fishes No praise for lies Jugglers, fire-breathers Just beyond my window Your dying applause Pretend not to hear
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Give me the green sun How blue, dear. Ah! blue� Each word must sleep unspoken What fields as fragrant as hands? Sickness, my new obsession These infections know no latitude On the verge of going blind The salt of most unrighteous tears Touching this dreaded sight Lost you a little less Reaching, never touching Life lightly brushes your lips
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026