Poems from Jörmundgandr
I watch
As the ghosts waft
Away from my parted lips,
The fire I hold now
In cracked
Fingertips;
Burning my renditions of humanity...
There's a song
Somewhere
In there:
Deep down at
The bottom
Of the hour,
Where your
Too tired to sleep
And
Too awake to move.
Where the...
What is this deep beating in my chest?for this thundering music that wont allow me rest.these muscles pulse, these eyes are filled, and...
Creation,
Destruction,
One and the same.
For to make a verse
Is still at worse
Just bleeding onto a
Innocent page.
Scarring it,
Marking...
Watch the funeral pyre grow higher;
Watch as the noose grows tighter.
Listen to the cry of the cockroach
As he sees the final horsemen...