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A Desert of Words
A vast biome of beauty, horror, and weird.
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
Update
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Soulless
With your kiss
On my skin
And our bridge up in flames
I see your face,
I fall in slow motion
With your eyes on the prize
I must reach but
My arms are lead
And my face is frozen
And numb, so numb.
With your grin
On your face
And our bridge up in flames
I see the floor,
And it doesn't hurt
With my blood on your hands
I must crawl but
My blood is gold
And my heart is frozen
And still, so still.
With your kiss
On my skin
And our bridge up in flames
I don't feel you,
I reach out for your soul
With my hand in your chest
Thursday, August 6, 2020
Zero: Number Eleven
Black ink scours the lands
In this technological wasteland
I've built for myself thus far,
And although I'm young
I have years of power, of growth
And I wonder how long it will take
My brother, the sworn hero
To take me out himself,
Once and for all?
I don't mind these dark powers
I seem to have been born with,
Nor the knowledge I can contain
But he swears that it is wrong
And I am wrong
And everything of wrong is me.
If I've ever felt emotion
It was taken from me
Shortly after birth.
And now, I am void,
My powers are chaos itself,
And everything is black.
The void calls to me as a familiar,
Asking me to help it spread
It's voluminous, blank wings
And I concur that it is
Tragic to be so useful
Yet so frowned upon.
I am cold.
I am efficient.
I am Zero.
Monday, June 29, 2020
Snow: Number Ten
Thursday, June 25, 2020
Betrayal
Tuesday, June 23, 2020
Kenser/Entae: Number Nine
Or do you choose to flee
Friday, June 19, 2020
Llandros/Landrose: Number Eight
Thursday, June 11, 2020
Euros/Eurea/Uros: Number Seven
Wednesday, June 3, 2020
Euphrat(es)ia/La Mer: Number Six
Against the rising lands of Gorgea
And his mountainous allies
The calculated chaos of liquidity
Spin the earth into a brew
Of both order and mess,
Combining the powers of the
Waters, the Earth, the Sky
And the universe into one.
His water courses sharp
Through the valleys of the dark
And the caverns on high;
And thus we shall see
What new life will bring into this
Earth, this ever-changing sphere:
The moon will smile upon
These new waters, these new
Cracks in the mantle of life
With Water He shall sculpt while He wonders
Just how deep the Old Gods have been sunk,
And if they still believe in themselves,
Do they remain deities?
Or are they something else?