Popular Poems About Shadows

I was never a spy
in your house of love

rather here
in this room
called death

you are my martyr
I am his concubine
eros still rattles
our broken bones
entwined

dancing towards
the music of his
knuckles

in blackened blues
 
we mime our love  
transforming  
our blistering aches  
yet we know not  
their history    
      
if we closed our eyes      
how then can pain      
ask for forgiveness      
      
trauma hangs upon...

Let there be fog
for fog transforms
do not decipher me
I am mystery

no blood was shed
only ink to write this tale
o hidden folk

allow us your quantity
qualities from insights
equalities epiphany
formed

symbiotic symbols
scorned seen by
waiting to be
members

followers
cults and
cultures

usually drawn on shoulders
carved into their palms
perhaps in animal footprints
while in earlier centuries
people wearing these
symbols openly

were seen...

Based upon a strange synthesis
Less and less
Are
Serious

A superficiality inducing artificiality

In this place in history’s-story
Having access to excess
All forms of desire
Having the ability to take it higher

Opting instead

To take the fire
Send it to coals/
Dwindling desire
Of souls