The Painter

He paints his chilling dream tonight — Tortured faces full of fright Clawing their way out alive From his infernal …

The Midas Touch

A sudden rush of Golden Light. King Midas’ touch — a curse, a blight. The gifted, gilded, Gallant One, Spawns …

The Sleeping Ones

Stealthy as you go, Ne’er to wake the Sleeping Ones, The vacant, vanquished, voiceless ones, The rotting, reeking, rancid ones, …

The Joke

I died on stage tonight In front of an audience of thousands. A new joke, or so I thought, Never …

The Guardians

I travelled East today To see the Guardians of whom, my parents say, “They ne’er abort their post by day …

The Frail Grey

We, the Frail Grey, The ones who say, “Arise! And live your Life Rife with pain — and gain. Be …

The Fall

They say he fell, Or perhaps was pushed, Headlong down to hell. Dashing, smashing, crashing — A terrible din, Breaking, …

The Deed

How to do the deed — Cut here and watch Me bleed, Or leap from building high And falling, wonder …

The Death of Me

I bleed — Blood so thick and black Of type unknown. From whence it pours To pool beneath my feet …