"I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams."
H. P. Lovecraft

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!

Wednesday, December 22, 2021

Endless

I am the darkness,
I am the void,
no demon -
for I am all the demons
dwelling in the unlight...
through my eyes in
it starts the vast,
the endless...
sphere beyond a sphere,
a cycle of falling down
with no return...
for I'm the darkness
I'm The Void!

Sunday, October 10, 2021

A poet

A pompous ass,
just fitting words,
no cover,
no balls to act in life,
just empty promise, 
all lookin good in verse,
but where's the action,
you can be true
or just a spam...
And done.

Saturday, October 9, 2021

The Fisher

For winter snow so cold
the lonely tree is waiting,
stripped out of leaves
on this damned backside hill.

Below it is a shallow grave,
just pile of tossed earth
over hidden body,
not so refined or well...

But look at this small branch!
It is a shining pearl -
just hanging there alone
on the fishing see-through cord

It is a marking sign,
wait, no, it's called a signature,
and it is left on purpose,
it's meant so to be found.

If you were brave enough
to dig the hole in the fresh mud
you could see what is said
to be distinguished MO!!!

The fisher did one more!!!

Sunday, June 6, 2021

Zodiac

He's been a question mark,
an exclamation,
a mystery unsolved,
unanswered question...
So is my soul,
or what's inside,
whatever it is,
no matter how it's called...
One letter - Z,
and sign,
the twelve in four,
earth, air, fire and the water...
Divided houses,
all in one,
the circle and the cross,
a perfect blending...
So many faces,
so different persons,
sharing vessel same,
it is all me and not!

Friday, April 2, 2021

The Blur

The world is just a blur,
reallity makes no sense...
Something wild is hiding
in the hot air streams...
You see, you hear, you touch...
Yet all is just a blur
Just a BLUR...
And then your mind
opens wide to all the twisted
and you see how all
that seemed so real
now is curved and sphered,
nauseous picture of distort...
And crawling in the curtains
of the shadows of the damned sun...
A presence you could swear
is hidden but so physical
that you can almost figure shapes...
Yet just a BLUR...
Until your hand stops in a wall
of what is not supposed to be...
Must be just empty space,
but you just touched the BLUR!!!

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