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dug hole in my head, out from pours time

dug hole in my head
out from pours time
lost steel monsters
marching down the
streets paved souls

breath caught on tips
watching those lips
drawn on lines
embraced minds

worlds shrunken falls
water slowly draining
heads wading, thru 
waters locked, fraught
gold plated boats
that never float

in mines of ore
in there your
mind is numb
try not to look dumb

am I rambling
gone on too long
seconds ticking
hours yawn
as days fade
memory wanes
time has gone

ghast,, flickers

ghast,, flickers
seen figures
staring from corners
lost loners
keep me company

still photos
imposed upon walls
the dead mask
dripping, water, falls
do I need to ask

Tearing pain
behind lens, green
cast upon grey stains
under fingers been
dirt from digging

into a shallow ground
will the dead groan
as I steal the faces found
grim masked, am I owned
faces follow

rise and fall with breath
under water swept
Drowning in locations
under and wet
a Faceless animation

in the sea of faces
wept on floors swept
lost in pain, disturbed
flailing, but not for fun
fissures line
a body marked
and slowly 
circling
until I fall
it's never that far.

Locked

Locked

a stone away from delving
down into a forgotten cave
what could have been found

darkness ekes round shoulders
depth as you shudder down

past those long forgotten
around the way, in which they lay

until a door, sealed, appears
out of mists and glimmer
oak, carved in gild, symbols
of long past words, meaning lost

beyond is a dream
shining lights hung from rope
tables and rugs, covered in gold
a shimmer enough to hurt
eyes drawn to ends
where magic begins
and this world dies

yet, no stones moved
so legends remain locked.

10/26/22 - Andy McRae

Winds and Windows

Winds and Windows

evaporated sting, hangs mid air
effervescent of lilac, and stone
ground petal into dust, clouds of rust
falling in winds, in airs of lust
twinkle of light off a window pane
see beyond into the pain
held the sour stale, bare
words to caress, flowing hair
twists come from above
stars falling in a lace
inhale once, twice to remember
how the air laid bare
a soul's stare.

7/8/22 - Andy McRae

Ripples in Water

Ripples in Water

skipping stones, alone
angry at them, and worlds
when I hear a caplunk.

water ripples surround
deathly still
vast circle
rock locked in place.

drawn forward in
hysteria, heart pounding
swimming out to meet
stillness creeping.

down into my bones
I struggle to stay afloat.

bubbles gargle out
body drug into the depths.

below the deepest reaches
beyond bottomless.

darkness encroachs.


awaken in a field of steel
walls glimmer in a dank darkness
a roof bowling out from center
crystal pillars surround me
7 in groups of three.

summoned from depths
an unholy spirit of black cloak
appear before me devil's arm.

red spheres break the black
ghastly figure draws out
a grotesque knife, crooked
misty black, dripping ink
and into my chest, it sinks.

Terror, life rising, then falls
walls crumbling all around
floor erupting in sparks.

room goes dark.

chest up then down.

air rushing in.

a body washed up on shore.

7/22/22 - Andy McRae

Crimson Bathes Violet

Crimson Bathes Violet

dark water bubbling to a froth
violet light peeks through
from down below

a canopy rings the open pool
life void here, this spot
what devilry exists.

emerged slowly from under
a haze of froth and light
purple halo crowned.

a figure risen, steps upon waters
so suddenly the torrent stops
the shore, there they stop.

women clad in purple cries
venom unfurled, to me hurled
toxic or divine.

choking for breath 
lies cover my eyes
is this mine. 

succumb to a black void
where she sings out
longing for my heart.

so she may rip it out
crimson bathes violet
an ordeal most violent.

8/14/22 – Andy McRae