The living engine inside, this love
The hot, bright, Eden's flame, this love
All dark purity unbound and given
wing to circle above us nightly, this love
Only the one game beyond mercy
and the rule of law, this love
Only the sacred horror we despise,
call for, send away, and regret again, this love
All the marbles collected and put in
holed pockets to fall as we march, this love
The dying comfort exhaled upon
the morning's icy bosom, this love.
The density of objects activations in space voids within them as they spin, a thousand invisible quanta things only made real b...
Prove this with your science, Hercules, you with your trials and madness, soaked in the blood of the vanquished. Prove this with your scien...
This ringing silence this house, once filled a place of voices now gone silent, a place that once echoed with the laughter of the...
Note: I taught a poetry class at Fyrecon this afternoon, and we did a few challenge poems during the participation segment of the class. Th...