I. THE SILVER SNOW FALLS OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
the silver snow
that falls outside my window
is aware of the bodies
sealed in cold’s grasp.
the silver snow
that falls outside my window
is aware of its haunting
preserved beauty.
when the silver snow kills,
it knows not of pain.
it spreads its dead arms
to welcome the lonely.
the silver snow offers mercy
as fleeting as liquid water in winter.
for the death that follows
is the immortal transience
of one who has been laid to rest.
II. THE PHOENIX SHEDS NO BLOOD WHEN WOUNDED
the phoenix engulfs itself in flames
as the victor of its own battle.
the phoenix rebirths in ashes
like a baptism in potions of timelessness.
the phoenix seeks dragons as its counterpart
for it needs not a partner, but a challenger.
the phoenix sheds no blood when wounded.
fire pours out of the heart, a stream of never-ending triumph.
III. THE ENTITY OF NIGHT SEEKS REFUGE FROM EVIL
white is the satin robes that angels wear
when people meet them in heaven
depicted as clouds and gold
perfect paradise for an imperfect mortal
but don’t you dare go to hell
where snake-tongued sinners
will laugh and cry at your expense
as you burn.
watch as rulers of hell don
sacrificial garments, ink spilled in the fibers
with matching gloves that pry
your secrets out from your throat.
the entity of night seeks refuge from evil
for black is the color that delinquents love
haunted mansions,
with glossy-feathered ravens and
lifeless spirits, pouncing
when your insecurities show
but kings and queens of hell
princes and princesses of the wicked
monarchy of eternal suffering
can rise.
they will rise.
angels have only one other place
not to ascend,
but to fall.
the silver snow
that falls outside my window
is aware of the bodies
sealed in cold’s grasp.
the silver snow
that falls outside my window
is aware of its haunting
preserved beauty.
when the silver snow kills,
it knows not of pain.
it spreads its dead arms
to welcome the lonely.
the silver snow offers mercy
as fleeting as liquid water in winter.
for the death that follows
is the immortal transience
of one who has been laid to rest.
II. THE PHOENIX SHEDS NO BLOOD WHEN WOUNDED
the phoenix engulfs itself in flames
as the victor of its own battle.
the phoenix rebirths in ashes
like a baptism in potions of timelessness.
the phoenix seeks dragons as its counterpart
for it needs not a partner, but a challenger.
the phoenix sheds no blood when wounded.
fire pours out of the heart, a stream of never-ending triumph.
III. THE ENTITY OF NIGHT SEEKS REFUGE FROM EVIL
white is the satin robes that angels wear
when people meet them in heaven
depicted as clouds and gold
perfect paradise for an imperfect mortal
but don’t you dare go to hell
where snake-tongued sinners
will laugh and cry at your expense
as you burn.
watch as rulers of hell don
sacrificial garments, ink spilled in the fibers
with matching gloves that pry
your secrets out from your throat.
the entity of night seeks refuge from evil
for black is the color that delinquents love
haunted mansions,
with glossy-feathered ravens and
lifeless spirits, pouncing
when your insecurities show
but kings and queens of hell
princes and princesses of the wicked
monarchy of eternal suffering
can rise.
they will rise.
angels have only one other place
not to ascend,
but to fall.
