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Phantasmagoria
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Poems

The Noose  Jan 2014
Skeleton Key
The Noose Jan 2014
The visitant frequenting
The dreams of my slumber
In the hours of darkness
Appeared yet again

His face was obscured
By dazzling luminous colours
His aura bled

Deep in the trenches of my viscera
I feel as though
I have been breathless
For a thousand lifetimes
Awaiting his arrival

Hypnotised by the mystique
I felt his soul converge with mine
The phantasma I adore
The skeleton key opening me.
CMD  Jun 2015
early moss
CMD Jun 2015
black moss, early morning
smoke egressing an open window
leaving behind a forest of desert trees

phantasma collecting in the shadows
of the eastern suns first hours

like a cowboy returning home late

it is everywhere, it is everywhere

it is okay to believe in magic