Axis Mundii

A sullen mountain of dusty dreams

protects your Aquarian heart

from the feel of the cold, raw earth

I'm waiting for you

at the top of the pillar-

the celestial zenith

The Axis Mundii

standing with the records of the universe

all there is, was, will be

yet,

it is merely trivial to you

your heartache takes precedence 

over the entirety of the cosmos

the Frivolity of Man

is nothing to your day-to-day

waiting

I'm at

The Axis Mundii

to you, something blue

Vishnu

a God in your eyes alone

your hopeless mortal existence

something betwixt the Earth and the Spirit.

Ivy League Lover

The sun is setting,
In that haunted place,
And the coasts of New England,
Reflect on his face,

Elegantly arrayed- eloquently conveyed,
A myriad of mystery this man has purveyed,
The frigid wind and water has brayed,
But the man of New England has ceased to fade,

Colonialism in stone and stitch,
The ancient burning of the witch,
The aching yearn- carnal twitch,
And academia as his niche,

His heart pounding, but his blood won't clot,
It reveals the signs of his secret plot,
To enamor the one he unwittingly sought,
And demonstrate the power he wrought,

The sun is rising,
On the distant shore,
And I look to the north,
Eager for more

Mediumship

The chill
morose
drumming
from the heart of Africa.
Where
Man-first saw his ghosts
refined
but not Brilliant-Cut
pounding with muffled restraints, voices
murmurs screams and whispers
Man- attuned to their wallowing
wailing pain and bloodshed


The Happy

are Soft-spoken

They find,
a Medium, who can hear them.

The Haunting

Turbulent manse,
Self-destructive beauty,
Corrupted youth's spell,
Wavers in a fish-eye lens,
We're all missing,
Some of us dead,
Ebbed away
Terror-Horror-Humor-Humanity,
Insanity,
Loving the lonely,
Trickery,
Twirling,
Only slight jabs from the past,
Lay to rest on the mantle,
Continues the climb,
Crazed


The woman is hiding behind the curtain.