Elpis

The best Lack more than conviction The best Lack all hope & discernment How has it come 2 this? How is it that we are so content 2 sidestep rotting corpses & wallow en shit? © The Herder 20Nineteen

At-one-ment (4 20Eighteen)

En the year of the Heretic* En the year of Ganga’s Descent En the year of the Wolf-Skin At-one-ment beckons So, Keep still! Keep still And you are bound 2 feel (At the base of your spine Where Sri Ganesh lies content) Her sharp, pitch-black claws So, Keep Still! Keep still And you are bound […]

Arose

En this post-modern age Of the Iron Clockwork Of the social, political charade Of the heart coarsen’d by hate The contraction of man’s most degenerate impulse Is a grievous, involuntary response Post-modern man, He works so hard 2 be a destroyer of all-things That happen 2 reside outside his experience, Beyond the reach of his […]