Stray Blades (A Collab)A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe) This is the longer collab version of a piece I worked on with a friend of mine. MC Aurora. If you want to read a shorter version, there will be another poem called Blade Graveyard. Check it out maybe.
R.J Calzonetti Nothingness sounds Like the mute screaming In the arms of a fallen angel Singing songs of Eden Instead of gospels
Choirs of leviathans are baptizing tyrants in the silence Guillotine gangrene machineguns squealing Amputated magnanimously dangling Strangulated slipknot doppelgangers in rocking chairs Running thunderous from the underworld beneath the angels Of illustrious knuckleduster fluctuations graceless We are but dreamcatcher velociraptors, castrated in the asterisks Of cathedrals of shrapnel cardiovascular heartbeat-broken ribcaged prisoners Vernacular decapitation as the dropping helicopters sarcophagus Coffins of operas mockingbird servitude emerge shapeshifting To a devil with a crown A level below the ground The generals’ bellow arpeggio of severed renegades And we grow limbs amongst the midnight sun’s mass Deep beneath the grass, divided in our wrath (MC) Aurora A twinge of envy aroused as hate, The crowned heir of affliction perceives. Conspiracy mingled in fonder conviction. Played flatter in hearts adored enliven in fate Of betrayal commiseration solace. The mean mind made in miracle wonder tangled In heart, ink heart, in soul and flow down look low in tears, On the wretched fortune, luck owed to pirates, Sail in the seas of gore wore as joy and carousing. Play guitars in old bones gangrene hand, Waiting to get wrecked, bend and break, Onsight to cease burns gilding blood inside, The crowned heir of sorrow now freeze in your own breath, every morrow Break-in dawn, blend bones, still fall beneath the shadow.
R.J Calzonetti Mechanization of lavender canisters I eradicated Homosapien Reanimated graffitied bulimic onomatopoeia On the walls of apostles, apocryphal Ragnarok Postulated philosophically indoctrinated Hypothetical Armageddons dilapidated evaporated pathogens The amalgamation of salvation is lacerated proclamations Spun by archaic graveyard bombshells of evangelical hellions Rebellion amaryllis tranquillity of disenchanted hippocampus Mesmerization of the aether grapevine cyphers of the invitational fables wailing Maelstroms roaming embryos of golden gilded Gilgamesh Thresholds of leftover oblivion’s photosynthesis Of chlorophyl origami psionic symphonic autonomous dichotomy Through the polyphonic clockwork of quintuplet’s on the concrete glass Psychotropic droplets of provocative tears yet to be wept in deception Nothingness sounds like the battlefield after the war Shadows born amidst the gore like a carnival’s roar As armies fall with patchwork apathy To deeper hallways in the basements of hells’ avarice With the lights turned off, static cadavers cataclysmic madness dabbling In the damaged humanity of crosshair cross-bearers Electroconvulsive monstrous abominations that reign over Salem derailing radiance
(MC) Aurora Sombre heart, ran out of strength to beat to life, The whine is whimper and sounds feeble, almost limp, Disabled cripple hopeless under the thrall of grieving. Feeling captive in self-made solitary confinement To hide the red-faced demon’s appearance, And the cowardice of a self destroyer. In a disastrous might walking down the rained street, Recognize cruelly enjoying life in pained cheers and sheer. When all was left to do was to be afraid and runoff from fears, Words on my fingers, puppets in my hand calligraph Paint colours, colourless scribbles on a creased paper, Write on cinders of the pain and of those pains. R.J Calzonetti Trancelike graphite daffodils pillage our pilgrimage As I flower into a deadman, when you made me like this As if I never lived, a chivalrous guillotine But only bleed Armageddon from the systemic arsenic of resurrection We were shackled primordials caged in constellations Grazing on the graffitied words etched by celestials In the hieroglyphics of photosynthesis imprinted Of imprisoned totalitarianism widowed to windbreakers Windows in the limbo of times’ scarecrows Of despair’s cloak grasping apathy by the throat gasping rhapsodies
Streaming interlopers necrosis magnum opus incorporeal vocal morsels Intercourse through loathlessness four horsemen open fire on the Brightside And talk the Apocrypha's esophagus as offspring of a gospel’s ghost
Of a man burned at the stake, pinned to a post Like missionaries of hatreds’ stray blades reawakening the bloodlust incarcerated I was born to be bleed faded photographs Drifting shapeshifting equilibrium crumpled homunculus Emblazed left faithful to my own hopelessness, held within my broken fist Fingers twisted this world into submission, the dusk of sundown hiding behind my palms My own salvation was not a gift Although the spoils of war still remain present In my resentment for heaven-sent revenants That just don’t know how to die a good death Like a candle that doesn’t do any more than smoulder in the rubble of our shattered wax lives But I too know what it’s like to burn without being bright
© 2020 R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)Author's Note
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R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)Burlington, Halton, CanadaAboutMost of my poems can be differing lengths depending on the time you want to spend reading them. You can avoid reading anything brackets, or read it all. If you want an in-between, you can read only th.. more..Writing |
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