Synergy this moment changes everything, he said, pulling jammed paper from the printer.   Lightbulb Sun The sun is a bedtime story read too eagerly to the shadows   Fear and Loathing in the USofA We have

The song of the leaves whistles, or softens colors drab like a glass of water. The day is old, by which I mean shipped out this morning for it had started to turn; prow nudging the pier like a new deck

I will not repeat myself.         We are above such litany. Straining to comprehend muttered refraining,         the celebration of self cleansing, no, we follow a higher power, tower over religious babel:

Those whose minds were yet benighted hide their faces in the folds and clutch at our hems                 they say, "I am frightened."         We, the ever vigilant paladins,         opposed

earthquakes are a preferred form of compensation in California, cave-ins are just another excuse     not to have to go outside petition to be recognized as part of the Pacific Ocean     what use is a hammer

On the first day, they say there was light         illuminating a dusty corner nightstand         in the covered book nook of the mind;         a flame without a wick to love         or a 3.86 x 1026 watt

Ancient wisdom and power plants; a dense menagerie of amulets dangling,     cosmic hymns tucked in drawers no longer willing     to slide open. The peppered moth buries her face in ash,     dappled shadow

I gaze upon a lamp cast shadow and question, “Why do you stalk my steps,         yet flee my approach?” A response, rare, was offered in the wordless way shades do, a fleeting turn to stare at stars and

I, hourglass mind         wait for time     to pass me by;         the jaybird     quiet perched,     dawn picking     lullabies from         her beak.     I, halo of cast light         pray for form     to

A gleam beside me draws my eye to fire cradled in stone, azure born, a heaven hidden beneath the sky, and, in jealousy, the ocean churned, plucked the gem, the waves to claim, bury beauty deep, all that

'Їм часто сниться капіж' by Drudkh released March 9, 2018 (Season of Mist) Ukraine's premier Black Metal band Drudkh are also one of the most time honored and accomplished groups in the genre, with 'Їм

I’ve loan         ed blood         to soil         ed hands         violence that         comes with         a side of         fries and         a boy         tearing         or tearing         the legs

I measure words, probability in a stranger’s eye a fatal attraction to light lingering in my pockets,             like a penny,             or a thought:       your eyes, they speak of loss. Hand in hand,

Spoken word poetry presented on @dtube, linked here. Original poem posted to @Steem, linked here and copied below for your reference. Horror Vacui                Muse The tip of an iceberg         sits

What is Monday Mixtape? A tag to share some tunes you're bumping or spinning through the week. I love being recommended and listening to new music, but know first hand how difficult it can be when you

'Dead Magic' by Anna Von Hausswolff released March 2nd, 2018 (City Slang) Anna Von Hausswolff, the gem of Sweden's Experimental Pop scene, is only as difficult to describe musically as she is relentless

Hyperborean The world we live in is a distorted projection,         this moment, naught but a polaroid dream, fires dancing at the edges, ink collapsing in on itself. These streets have melted         bad

dead trees                                                         bury boughs                                                         deep    in                                                         the

What is Monday Mixtape? A tag to share some tunes you're bumping or spinning through the week. I love being recommended and listening to new music, but know first hand how difficult it can be when you

'Leather Teeth' by Carpenter Brut released February 23, 2018 (Caroline) If retro 80's darkwave laden, grindhouse evoking, modern synthwave electrohouse raves sound like a great time to you, then please,