Rape of the Crock

First rhyme ever sent

caused pain


soulful literary gallant

hung up on me


never spoke

to me again.


In poetry hung

a deadly fore-edge


did not fully comprehend

bloody ravening



sword swallowing my pen.


Its brazening out

after hungers


raw tragic meat –

beset with lash


turbulent flashes

bonking sacred crucifixions


hog wild

gallows heat.


A haunted herd

of dense neurotic nimbo


terror beauty

martyry –


Spirits rose and balked

at the throws


fey shadowy torture

din sinister abandon


lurching bottomless

drupaceous pits.


A swoon sepulchral

of illaqueate infinites.


Love kneeling beside

wan lugubrious insurrections


turning with contempt

sinking into cunning swirls


of sorrow – contrary

doleful unrepentant.


Hermes – that divine conveyor

of underworld souls


reverser of hooves, subsequently –

upturned the whole bowl


staging hunger and grief

to wisdom of a thief.


Heedless flowers

balled up, inhaled


at safecrack in crime,

guardian ghosts


of the indomitable,

sweet predatory riprap


mirific, subline

obduracy of rhyme.