shitkickers - original poem

shitkickers

he's a golden specter

an avatar of disgust

holding on

to childish tendencies

dreaming of ripcords

and chainsaws sawing

through gargling

putrid corpse guts

in a blazing cove

under witch-hazel trees

deep within the shadows

of his Powerball play 

mind moves

the darkness swells

in octave steps

slapping his skull

with a leather-gloved hand

so he decides 

to head to the pier

grind up the Morningstar's

fresh new carcass

and destroy the evidence

vanquishing

his first death

into flaking maroon bits

and a collected 

severed head

dipped in methanolic flames

atop a Babylon

of ochre bones

dusted by graveyard dirt

and stacks of sorrel

bio-organic crumbs

stomped out of existence

by black shining 

shitkickers

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16464936-kickers-by-Colvet

liber lux - original poem

liber lux

the five points

will lead me to augoeides

through the axis of enchantment

opposing intentful invocation

crossing the arches of divination

abound from the river of evocation

where both

the powers that eat

and the powers that be

push onward through gnosis

in pliant aether bubbles

towards the tip of liberation

in hopes of meeting augoeides

within the schema

of liber lux

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16609885-liber-lux-by-Colvet

Name That Author #10

Everyone's favorite bibliophile game :)

Hint:  POET!

untitled #12 - original poem

untitled #12

women

can murder minds

with psychotropic specialties

abscessed emotional flows

cunning in their waveforms

men

possess the power

to kill bodies

crush bones

with blunt objects

and brute forces

direct and intently

with each puissant blow

both

can outlive the opposer

overcome the loss

or discernable excess

of the other

a two spirited body and soul

can never be destroyed

never laid to rest

an anomaly

and eternal wanderer of love

visitor of unpassed paths

etched through

a configuration of stars

on an invisible

parchment paper map

adhered firmly

to a mucusy black bandana

folded up

in the back pocket

of the creator himself

directing traffic

on bustling city streets

in denim overalls

and a shiny reflector

lemon yellow vest

and orange yielding

handheld signage

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16461430-untitled--12-by-Colvet

misnomer moniker - original poem

misnomer moniker

I curse 

the emotional warfare

eternally amongst us

suppressing us all

from the truths 

of the universe

hidden under the guise

the misnomer 

the moniker

of D - S - M

see truth supersedes

any diagnosis

no matter how formal

or self-constructed

it is just that 

some of us

prefer the gems

tucked away 

in the folds of the earth

while others 

angle their heads 

solely toward the sky

necks crinkled

knees buckled

eyes blinded

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16460654-misnomer-moniker-by-Colvet

cellar dweller - original poem

 

cellar dweller

The cellar dweller 

is he who has wisdom

and it has been prophesized

that he who holds wisdom 

dearly to his chest

in a little locket 

of loved ones ashes

wonders not of the beast

and desires not 

to ever witness his true form

for nothing in Hell

lives without man’s consent

all that is evil

must become shackled 

by fateful retributions

scribed in colored lights

woe onto you

the cellar dweller 

if it is truly he

who gives the beast form

in fervent shrewdness

for to contemplate evil

is to bring evil home 

and I regret to inform you

all the lights in the house

seem to be on

visible from the sidewalk

good luck tonight

lonely cellar dweller

amen

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16459445-cellar-dweller-by-Colvet

witch cap eyes - original poem

witch cap eyes

I mix

my heartache

with plastic

packets of creamer

and syrupy

mocha swirls

paranoid

and detached

in 7-11

breathe in

grimy

guttered

lightning bolts

stinging

like a pus-filled sty

atop my swollen

witch cap eyes

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16470380-witch-cap-eyes-by-Colvet