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His Heavens Rays Are Goading
By ubiquitoussoul
sky night
black hide
suit of stars...
torso wide
cloud muscle shifting
iris bursts concealed report
horizons yawning universe
its back
its spine line goaded floating
ripping through the abdomen
the strainer white
tumid not bleeding
light hides brute
a glinting sword
seeps dawning flagrant
cunning red
it mirrors
man stand on his bed
as death
the hunger
salivate
breathe
from the empty
out of it
gored moon enraged
feels on the hairs
it lifting
tilting
frantic flare
he thrusts and stamps
in walls
that bleed
that lurch
from disemboweled fate
drinking in clots
the waning pulse
spectators tie
ascend convulse
contend the fear
don't trust the heeled
earth be low moving
bend as shadows
licked by sun
ringed as a hive
his blazing finger
stringing cries
when overtures reside
the stare
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© Adrian Torres
Published on Monday, February 11, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
The Hallucinogenic ToreadorComments on "His Heavens Rays Are Goading"
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A former member wrote:
The first stanza is the most unique description of the nightsky I've heard. This will require multiple reads...a challenge most welcomed. The images pull at me, at war in skies of sanguine dawning, the battle between the beast and the brazen, gulping his sunset coagulation, vampiric and hunting. Eternal battle beheld. Wish i'd have been there to see such a sun.
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A former member wrote:
Your style is unique, so it's hard to pin down & categorize. Was really soaking in the adventurous, dangerously heady flow of this & caught the author's note after a third read...made it all the more terrific. Much appreciation for this piece a badassery. ~waves red towel~
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