A way
A way through a senescent gloaming
Into the daggered wold
Whose quondam death longs for me
A boisterous breakdown
Of stark disintegration
Harshly foiled the outbreak
The gigantic febrile collapse
Usurped the fleeting vigour
I had wreaked my lurid havoc
On the once hale, tombless plains...
Stern hate spit forth by the axe of terror
Dudgeon and spite slung across the site
A tragic tributary trance stifled the lambent flames
With a frigid lower hankering for dissemination
Struck by a telic darkness
A subfusc pride of stone
Strident throes escort my quenchless fellness
To a predawn tyranny
...and a fulsome flood of wisdom
In dank, foul air I´m pestered
By the feigned noetic plague
Whose dour sullen pernicious ubiquity
Is personified by a schizoid uglifier
Rampantly, a refulgent simulacrum of understanding
Spread out with a razor-sharp sough
To establish a placid solemnity...
Predominant, veritably
The vermeil partition wall
And the vestige of my farthest thoughts beyond
