beyond the hidden door
are corridors which don't run straight
but haunt the crazy angles
of childrens nightmares

the light is the flash of nuclear incineration
the dust powdered bones in a mushroom cloud
the shadow the tattoo of a human being
burned into marble a monumental gravestone

the river is laden with pharmaceuticals
chemotherapeutic humanicides and heavy metals
mutagenic to tender amphibians
producing a cornucopia of bizarre polydactyly

with greyblack stonework underground
caverns and empty rooms impossible to escape
too small for habitation
narrows where one is easily stuck
in flickering and unreliable light

nowhere to turn all options are vile
you are trapped to expire in still moldy air
with just a hint of a scent of dead rodent
run deeper into the bowels of the catacombs
to the central hideous inflorescence
where the gruesome corpse flower blossoms
in magnificent putrid splendor

Very good! You should post it at poetrysoup.com

ty very much

it is nearing Halloween.....

Ohhhhhhhhhhh most awesome i must say,,, I have come to see so many sides of you on our journey of friendship,, I must say I am in awe of your soul once again,,, Sitting and reading once again i so enjoy the view...

Interesting...

You are a great writer, I can see your story before my eyes.

The softest touch across your brow
Removes the beads of perspiration.
A feather kiss upon your lips
Draws you to awakening.
Gentle arms enfold you,
As you turn away
From these darkest places


It was only a tortured dream.

Encore

Awesome

just got around to it

good read

awesome