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Adam Levon Brown

 


 

Serpentium

 

Devilish serpent
of Nefarious
design

 

Spit your venom
into the eyes of
the saints

 

Mercurial messiah
of misshapen
maladies

 

Rest your halo
on gold-tipped
wings

 

Mold the iron until
its strong enough to
break my will

 

When the curfew
ends, there will
be a story to tell.

 

 

a black line

 

 

Seeking Solace

 

Obsidian meadows
permeate
the sunken
psyche

 

As foragers of
silk seek solace
in the virtue of their
false idols

 

Scavengers prowl
the marrowless
bones
of our planet

 

In search of pontificated
piousness within the realm
of jeweled nights and
solar-scorched days

 

What they don't know,
is that what they seek
resides inside their own
blood-shaven bodies

 

 

a black line

 

 

Thy Kingdom Come

 

Black Lotus eyes foresee
gold-tinted Abalone shells

 

Cased within
velvet-lined caskets.

 

Ebony correlations
slink to and fro

 

On a bronze ship
headed for the hazy horizon.

 

Some call it Valhalla while
others ignore it altogether.

 

I prefer to set my sails
of Byzantine glory and

 

bask in the timelessness
that this life has to offer

 

 

a black line

 

 

Midnight Stroll

 

Graveyard bones
Juxtaposed
against a rotting
termite-infested two by four

 

The inhabitants
of Mausoleums
remain untouched
and withered

 

A lone stranger
walks the crypts
at midnight. hoping
to find solace in the dead

 

Reading black-drop
poetry at the graves in between
whistling Greensleeves
to the Crimson harvest moon

 

The Stranger kneels by
an open grave and imagines
themselves trapped for all eternity
under Oak and brass

 

What the stranger doesn't
know is that when you
look at death, death
stares back.

 

 

a black line

 

 

Bullets and Fire

 

Take the bullet
and swallow it
whole

 

Iron embedded
deeply into the sarcophagus
Of the blood

 

Pressure compounding
Dynamite of the heart

 

Racing, tracing
the outsides of a blackened
barrel with a sharpie

 

Dive into the deep
with only a match

 

The pool is full of gasoline
and there is no bottom
to it.

 

 


 

a black line

 

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