Night Mare Garden - Metropolitan - Edits
Monday, January 30, 2023
No such person
at this address.
I have run through
my suitors and
those of my friend.
I confess to my doings
Such coldness I spit.
I will wait until
I hear from you.
New Year Eve
and since Albion
they all
leave.
Spook in the house
want time with me.
I see him in mirrors
as if we’re friendly.
Until I hear from you. G©
Port
Royal
I
surround myself with acolyte.
She’s
finders keepers.
Come
little man scented vials.
I
intend ravage you.
Protagonist
Port Royal.
War
with Jamaica.
Refuse
gifts of
feast
of native meat.
Bejeweled
offering.
Talk
of armada and
hostile.
I’d
not change stripes.
Multiple
house and wives.
Keep
her sleeping gown.
Dream
but strange.
Savage
much of it.
Is
thrill that did her.
Frenzy within inch
of life.
Revolt
is the new black. G©
Best
Of Times
The why’s, wherefores
‘tween us.
All the sweet in Texas.
Overstated between us.
Bit of sage.
I am need and want.
Hurrah
right round.
My confederate such why.
Gold star fond.
My archetype thickset. G©
Matters
to you
when the brooding
and to stir it up
roughhousing introduce
into the narrative.
Time is cold and
melancholy.
I write from what was.
Relish she’d grown
handsome.
I
make dame of her.
Best dressed I’d spent on
her.
Short order I’m menace.
Unmask me how I’m called,
however I present gentle
sir. G©
Bedlamite
Matters to you
when the brooding
and to stir it up
roughhousing introduce
into the narrative.
Time is cold and
melancholy.
I write from what was.
Relish she’d grown
handsome.
I make dame of her.
Best dressed I’d spent
on her.
Short order I’m menace.
Unmask me how I’m
called,
however I present gentle
sir. G©
This Is Us II
So we
roles play. Catch as catch can. All the flattery is gibberish at the end. Delve
into her what catch her breath. The heart broke catch her death. I prepare for
the night what call for. Camisole and the like and what she keep to the vest.
Is time I seen it. All promises and notions.
This is
us and the smoke of the home fires. Big windows you astride. I wrest it from
her as eventual. She’s lost to the room. Mine opportune and your profile. Was
better days I wade in den cultured women. Talk at me where and when they with
the "show you mine." A minute of excess, love and I'm in the breach.
She find
me and she pose. We have time of our lives. The mad dash water’s edge.. Can
hardly but show your best. Disregard the wear on the fabric. A Pinot Gris and
what moon spawned it? Is supple and to be spoke of. Everything that come from
it be sweet. G ©
Memory
as flame.
The
lot to bonfire.
Totality
of shame.
I
give you salutation.
The
profile
the
death of the heroine.
All
the fetish gin up.
as
lonely grip swift and heavy.
She
carry on Nonplussed.
She
arrive to nocturne.
I’m
mad hat these nights.
Draw Nigh
Draw
nigh whatever ancients.
Woman and the lights play upon
her.
I’m good for a night.
Perhaps this night.
The
over powering wind
and goose bump your skin.
The night spent on fetish love.
It take mettle all us.
They draw nigh.
For my part make of you maven.
She’s every welcome.
and a time for us.
Short Timers
They
short timers at
waters edge.
This patch of sand.
Just time enough.
When strong wind
and we’re speechless.
That cannot breathe
at great heights.
Like recall there once was.
This patch
of sand and wind
and ceaseless by and by. G©
Patagonia
When
last seen she argue
with
men below her station.
Strike
him about the face.
Call
him out of his name.
It’s
how to be martyred.
Disparage
his vineyard.
Death
of the Duchess.
Patagonia
and the prime
of
the parliamentary.
Old
money and old wine.
Cajole
her to cross the water.
She
cross by moonlight.
She
is barefoot the whole while.
Positively
quiver till it kill her.
You’re
prone as prone. G©
Thursday,
September 9, 2021
I
‘d thought the Gods
had
given up.
Leave
it to the fates
and
the furies.
She
give me treat
without
violence
of
copulating.
She
cut a figure
in
waiting.
The
raven
The
bird of state
no
patron saints.
Hardly
angels to appeal
our
better nature.
What
for retreat? G©
Friday,
October 8, 2021
Days
of strange
She with the broods.
Seen it have
I never sweeter.
Callow.
Frame your enigma
needful things.
Need but form
and function.
The lady is promoter.
The consummate
go ‘round the bed head.
Every arrogance
I am latest and greatest. G©
Friday, October 8, 2021
Days of strange
She
with the broods.
Seen
it have
I
never sweeter.
Callow.
Frame
your enigma
needful
things.
Need but
form
and
function.
The
lady is promoter.
The
consummate
go
‘round the bed head.
Every
arrogance
I
am latest and greatest. G©
Come black bird
sign of the exotic.
An oasis of the curious.
The cliffs and
the sunken ships.
The delirium
and the follies.
The lapping at
the theater door.
They drink and they
fight
to pen the death of the
heroine.
Treacherous waters.
When the pubs let out
they draw pistols.
She come out of the
dark.
South Village stage
and blood moon.
It is murder to cast.
In the background
the mountains of
Brandywine.
And the lions.
The Grand Islands.
The castle at Trancoso.
The plantation that was
Albany.
The Villas at Patagonia.
The ruins at the
Grand. G©
She's toast Water Street Clubs.
And waterfront infamous.
Across the way Patagonia.
Associate with members
of court.
She's matron on the
quarter.
County seat.
Come from
Albemarle.
Ravenswood Alumnus.
Ravenswood Summer Club.
Heaven and her gardens.
Each city a social circuit.
I make you Maven.
Them on the walk
sing your glowing in
chalk.
Roving Bacchanal.
Bird in number
succumb.
Found her but sleeping
gown.
Death of the
Duchess.
Tell of her and all
comers.
It overcome her while
she's in theater and it
kill her.
The Heavens and their
gardens
She shame your vineyard.
The islands are
lush
The meek shall
inherit.
He's met his match
Smell of ardor for days.
the aroma is sharp.
She groom for a
wife.
The depth of summer.
Establish we're more
than friends.
For a time lose
themselves. G©
The Story of Bedlam.
And through history
they harbinger of things.
Need for blame.
War. Pestilence.
Loneliness.
Dreamless sleep.
Nightmare.
Puddle of sweat.
This kingdom of colored
peoples.
But Vampire
and cruelty of the times.
I am Bedlam.
Bedlamite.
I'm come of contempt.
Sardonic as I am
pith between us.
Whatever the moon
is center of.
Stink of lore.
Paranoia. Lust.
All is need and
need for us.
In the end is the meek. G©
The
pall of the
Metropolitan.
It’s been long and
deep and wide.
When sun light
dust and flies.
How now consecutive
hours.
Candlewick
is calm.
Not a blessed blackbird.
to speak of.
Mine
obsess, love.
Stretch of flesh
all the best, love.
All the best.
A fool and his charm. G©
Self
As much for self.
My posture is staid.
A matter altogether
animal.
They’re struck apart
and never the same, love.
She stride the blue light
her boudoir.
I am for that.
Wake is volcanic.
Varied day and night.
I am all the shadow
that pleasant surprise.
She
in dressing gown.
Bedroom eyes.
Frightened
paramour.
My state of play.
That be fine. G©
Big
Timber
Big Timber fold.
Sanctuary.
Ideation we are friends.
She make for me a home.
General alarm.
There will be blood.
High
praise this evening.
Hers tender mercies.
I deign speak
of great promise.
Some mad exotica.
When is written
tell it savage. G©
I
am behest the Duchess.
She’s north star legerdemain.
Fun and games directly.
Plunder
classic darkness.
Early onset lot of them.
Drink for her congress.
I
am about when
thirst
will drive
some
devil to account.
I’m
loyal foil.
The
good fight.
Dime
novel bed
chamber
torture.
Her
muddy water
is
unseasonable.
The
rest saliva.
Kenwood
kiss and tell.
This
Babylon
she
is pride of. G©
Been
days of rain.
Drink
and smoke.
For
real and hoped
I’m
stable mate.
All
intent to it fruitless.
Given
to vivid Trickery.
Full
figure bird.
Sides
of the drive
and
the violence.
Rival
killers.
She
fell where it struck her.
Stretch
of inner city
zero
hour chagrin.
So
rival bookend it.
Shrill
in hers thrill of him.
It
leak out all manner
scavenger. G©
The
freak along directly.
I
rise full form.
She
staid mine bizarre.
Let
her tell it,
all
the freak to speak of.
Bit
of macabre something
she
front me with.
Run
about as I was.
I
am animal at loyal foil.
Fortnight
demon
like
she don’t know.
Subsequent
death throes.
It
is midnight so it ride.
Until
morning
and
they die.
This
is love.
A
kings ransom for
consummate
tender.
Access
the garden.
Open
to spans of vanity.
Three
corners and
the
border march
of
the bizarre.
The
fringe spill over.
On
the portico
the
sun strike all sides.
Nightmare part
of the whole
notion
of romance.
Ideal
role play. G©
Run
The
constabulary surround
Ravenswood.
Devils
night.
Dress
for me once
in
her life.
There
is caste lover,
She
will fight for
me
once in hers life.
Is
disenfranchised burn it.
There
are squatters.
West
ward inferno.
I’m
fast drive Dunbar.
It
was scuffle in it.
Mine
is contraband.
It
take me get a gun.
Shifty
bird I know
with
her shoulders. G©
Proxy
They
sycophant.
Do
as told.
They
throw stones over her.
They
war
by
proxy take up arms
for
she’s demigoddess.
Kill
for her.
Intermittent
fit of spirit.
One
like it every house.
Pretty
things for her.
But
make for her uncivil.
Thunder
afar and lightning bright.
Hail
and rain.
Gin
up cool to the skin.
On
the vista storm warning.
The
desperate swept up.
The
absent minded undesirable.
Urgent
by the day. G©
Mine
stalk raise alarm.
This
urban teeming new skin
on
the hour.
From
the overlook as casual.
Slender
man back of her.
Let
her tell it scared to death.
What
settle her at mine neck.
That
end of summer descent.
I’d
down the rabbit hole
through
winter.
An
all a sudden long
suffering
succumb.
Keep
the light on when black hours.
Matter
creep on creep.
I
don’t sleep.
Retreat
from daylight. G©
There
room for two
and
yonder wind.
Tea
lights candles
hopes
romance.
Correspondence
swept
to sea.
The
summer’s end the end of me.
The
heart it trouble me.
Set
to drown sentiment.
Long
suffer succumb.
I
propose start where
yours
excited.
I’m
glad hand this morning.
Yours
prone to grandeur.
That
shake the house.
Yours
leavings is telling.
Said
abandon.
And
the narrows.
Barter
favor for labor.
In
keeping with the house.
The
mood on the baths
make
room mine gallant. G©
I
Milo. One garden to the other.
Find
inhumane is thick.
Lo
these years fill of it.
Consider
it I miss woman’s touch.
Hers
mercy is blood.
Find
she’s flighty.
Might
be I’m Jack In The Box.
Suite
of rooms courtyard opossum.
This
is love.
Level
spell, ground level heavy air.
Hers
in keeping as thriller
would
over do mine day dream.
True
believe like give life.
Coax
up hers night clothes
nights
supine.
Project
through it set on kink.
Take
whatever make adoring.
Love
is slight of hand.
Wet
dream song lyric.
Mine
swing grand and taunting.
For
a time Men of privilege
friends
of mine. G©
You
Want Me To
Given
to wanderlust and
suffer
mine hours
the
thirst is blood.
Is
she size me up.
Right
‘round the cadre.
Gold
coasted moment due.
You
want me to.
Dark
matter between us.
Elemental
part of yours day.
Mixture
fetish well intend.
Then
we’re first names.
Some
evolve to this.
Bewitcher
of men.
Given
over second wind.
You
want me to. G©
The
End
I
seen it once.
Love.
Some
great reveal.
I’m
fighting keep up love.
Is
for the pyre
visage
hold hands.
Is
westerwind blow vigor.
Yours
whys.
Wherefores.
Find
we same and
sounds
of pain.
Been
how it’s been
by
now we’re friends.
Looks
of me I’m no good.
Mine
fool come easy.
I
haven’t favor to extend.
Mine
level best to a song.
Disparate
what it will.
Is
shook how it feel.
Shook
and shook.
I
couldn’t wary a look.
Love
is but moment overkill.
The
end is grotesque. G©
I
Milo about thoroughfare.
Above
Montrose they flow
Sunnyside.
Catch
her Hazel Street.
Crest
is Clark Street
stretch
of cemetery to Fremont.
There
Bulls involved sure as
old
school turn of game.
They
reverie and points west
they’re
killing Christians
screaming
demon courtyard.
Hung
by the neck until dead.
Love
not game on me.
I
should wish.
Shame
on me.
Boots
on the ground
intervention.
Weight
of the state to bear.
Grand
Archipelago.
Ever
present Bogeyman. G©
A
girl and hers creep.
Smell
of wretch Halsted.
The
black and the blue light
witching
hour meant all charm.
Legged
thoroughbred
I
trail thine grit.
I’m
but best intent.
Yours
Boogiemonster,
best
evidence.
Lithe
as she is
she
pose the hours
I’m
about.
None
gentle
but
welcome.
She
die some
and
hers pride goeth.
The
violence quench her.
Sex
is violence.
Love
is plaintive to be sure.
With
the filth and the trash.
Sweat
and anger.
Ever
colder this
pall
roll in sudden.
Legged
bird and
betwixt
hers fits
all
but call her out.
She
know better than slender man.
Taunt
her straight up.
Tale
of an idiot think me so.
Nightmare
scenario.
Particular
warm February
there
spoils macabre.
Finger
to hers threadbare garment.
She
talk him shoot into mine apartment.
Inner
thigh wolven
she
welcome black beans and meat.
Bed
and table immerse in poetry. G©
Was
I Done It
Is in the wind
the damp of the day.
And still the
smell of pussy.
I deign remember
was I done it.
Bit of drunk on it.
Is for hers life
she die thrice.
Think me capable
such careless
leave pussy
on the table.
Bunch of Sundays
She faint dead away.
Is ache both ways.
Feign romantic habit
hard to break. G©
The
Enlightened
The enlightened,
politic of the
moment.
Cause me this.
Generation freak
to speak of.
That’s what’s up.
Enlightened bird
and around her
halo of like minded
flock of raven
haired.
Raven skinned
thoroughbred.
One
It take one and
I’m new man.
Blue light filter
Master Bed.
Yours fury that
express by lingual.
I’d landed where
I’d drown or bathe
in the muster yours
well intention.
This
supine, you’re
over the shoulder
come hither prone.
Is case of fancy.
She got me fucked up.
I’m backed up just
now.
It take once this
once.
She is life.
Trail hers hem from
I stranger on the
walk.
She succubus.
I should die in
coitus.
For good measure
entreat
Patron saint.
Man
Of Fancies
A man of fancies.
Mine word say so.
It is well to morph
into flame.
There is a bond
throughout.
A ballad play out.
A case of fancy.
A flatterer and a
Gypsy.
Intoxicant melodrama.
To grip of them
think I’m danger.
Man of fancy
between the hedges
Blessed enlightened
girl child.
While is fresh in
mind and
varietal master just
now.
Part III Imperial
Garth
There blood o’er
woman
I Coopt with kisses.
Have I rival.
Half dressed.
Glass of absinthe.
Garth to the lions.
Best believe she’s
tickled.
I took her striding
master bed.
I’m fine pointed.
Indulge her fuckery.
Small space dead her.
Vex all direction.
There am I strident
faster blade.
I am become Bedlam.
Mine overture sinister
should you
mind. G©
Part
II Epic-Within Worlds
Bloody
Things
The ugliness has
started
and vamp about.
Bloody things
visited upon the
house.
Black door distinct.
Exposed brick
surround the lift.
She's screaming demon
or sweet nothings.
Her people Buena
Park.
Some unholy war.
Collateral such they
triage.
Matters to you
the brooding
and to stir it up,
the speaks and
the sex clubs.
The bluster and a
mic.
Upon the plains
preponderance of girl
child.
Border states.
It get to mad dash.
Pyre light the miles.
Spree
Done my time in
waiting.
Some legged
erstwhile.
At her Pandora wish
more like you.
Appearance of good
times.
Regress to corners
suffer in silence.
Into the rabbit hole
fitting just so.
Approach her ready
stoned.
Think of me latter
years
or so the last times.
Missouri border
vampire.
Eventual four.
Vagabond root 'bout
garments.
Spree then ease off.
Not for nothing am I
shouting wind.
I am given to vision.
The vital arts wholly
engross
suckle bulbous.
Fortunate talk my way
in.
Haughty folk and
cocaine.
I'm steady fellow
throughout.
Common thread
hardcore.
When time again I'm
like this.
Fit to be tied up.
Progressive, doting
lover.
And for effect some
ever spoil.
I am bachelor for all
intention.
I fuck the hydra
thoughtful
swing of limbs.
I sycophant bathe in
resin.
The contrary to the
wash of the
day.
Dear
Heart
Dear heart you’re
fated
mistress.
North by north star.
The fates are man
with a plan.
I’m Vice Roy this
quarter
fair of nymph.
There Betas and
they’re black
shirt
but for me they burn
leaves.
Signal smoke all
hallows eve.
The east annexed.
South and west
developed
stretch of Western
avenue.
West as west dear
heart.
It run onto the bed.
Is vigor and I’m
spent,
Love.
Act in kind dear
heart
full on grit
the bestial
both sides.
Mutual destruct I am
for size love.
You wander the
quadrangle.
They know me
Columbia.
Slake me whole heart.
Ruby’s
Girls
They’re grinders
Ruby.
Gaggle them thumbs
up.
Suggest common
market.
Spread about the
parlor.
There posed black
bird.
Festival come into
the sun.
Dressed as
dressed.
She with chicken
jerks.
Plantain. Collard
greens.
Noblesse oblige.
She’ll have her
intercession
eligible men.
Should parlor
scene frenzy.
Times are you’d
have at my
neck.
Advantage this within
inches of my life.
I am by the by quite
lonely.
The years I chronicle
it.
Smell of piss and
cannabis over the
room.
Of Gods and
monsters.
Urban legend.
Bedlam big and bold.
Generational
reprobate.
The talk then as now.
W.B.
Is year of Bedlam.
She’s bride all said.
Beast of prey
surround the estate
and holy men.
They burn it but it
stand.
Year of Bedlam ever
was.
All the melancholy.
Level best loose her
this why.
Kingdom cometh,
mine man give
warning.
Sekkou say there’s
pussy here.
Legged spectacle
gather around .
See what they see
handsome devil.
Is lonely what get me
up.
Sekkou talk me up.
Them at court salute
me
quick as shoot me.
Mine robes is Banton.
I am first family.
Stink of centuries
melancholy.
I am regal as Banton
is absolute.
Marshal revolt
succession
were it not for
death.
Now Franco. Since
Franco
Black bird verses
Banton Emerald order.
Warring faction old
world
occult come alive.
Emerald order
gallant.
Lash men and beast
alike
seventeenth century
fiefdom.
Blood on stone. Blood
on robes.
Savage
Days long rain and
she’s
fated woman.
I’m for you girl
wonder.
Mine savage it
certain death
Wasn’t so she open
her legs.
She’s fated woman
come to it herself.
Days melancholy
stab hers revulsion.
I am not so bad
actor.
Do her like is life.
She this day won.
She mark me by the neck.
She is fix what ills
is cause and effect.
Force of which
she catch bone.
The violence is all
the while
bedside.
When not sure shadows
benign.
Prissy bird lead me
gallows.
Tidy end for
now. G©
There bodies on mine.
Grand salon bit of
latter
day deprave.
What fill the black,
shadow man.
I am vex like see
yours death.
Girls is worldly
thorough engrossed.
Pledge hers better
half.
Like bird speak well
on you.
Know from first
you’re able.
Coles County
bird
some doings to that.
We equal freak fool
as I am love.
I’m creature of
habit
madden season.
Whirlwind lover.
Brood of them
sweetheart
cross sword. G©
Mania
I Milo. Take to page.
Tale of an idiot.
Thirst for it
I advantage mine.
Maiden plain spoken.
She’d marry a poet.
The violence quench
her
sex is violent.
Bear it for I
fulsome.
Turn about wasn’t
some sudden
build up.
Spill on silks.
Lippy thing,
I’m just that
villain.
Books detail nights
as lightning.
Think Babylon.
Red wine and master
bed.
Spread eagle
dire melancholy.
Threadbare wear and
candle
bedside table.
Pull at folds.
Mirror besides.
Mania. G©
Black
Bird Royale
Black bird royale.
Streets alive.
Bare breasted
and get away driver.
She’ll have it
and
I am agent
extravagant.
We are among friends.
Could be I chaperone
interchangeable way
we are.
Once around the
quads.
The riches on the
yard mine
dominion of cipher.
I’d take yours lace
for keep.
She show piece at
court.
Social spaces
constant
companion.
Stiff
chin old boy.
Game is
afoot.
Tastemaker
sure.
I’m in
yours head.
I Bedlam
or incarnate
as change
of times.
Trail
thine grit.
She smile
through it.
Nary
mention polite company.
Twisted
stricture get so
mine barb
as posture.
I am just
now hers pet.
She pose
the hours
I am in
the house.
None
gentile but go ‘round
with
scoundrel.
Done
anything
keep him
but treat him well.
Portend
wanton woman. G©
Many a
fortnight
I’d
delved deepest.
She die
some and
pride
goeth.
Classic
dark o’er
bed of
roses.
Mine soul
controller.
Kind of
grace,
glass of
wine and time
when
Matron suspect…
I
advantage maiden
plain
spoken.
She’d
marry a poet.
The
violence quench
her
evident.
Sex is
violent.
Turn
about wasn’t sudden
build up.
I’m just
the villain.
Master
bed spread eagle.
Threadbare
wear
and
candles besides. G©
Zero
Hour
It is the zero hour.
She’s tossed fore
and aft.
The games are
foreshadow.
It is the gardens
and waterfront
bring it out her.
He is brute.
You watch shadows.
The brave in her
matter intrepid just
now.
The best times
is said pain.
Ideal that smile
on yours face.
That speak of
me proper.
That great forever
just now our
better selves.
Infatuation all
shapes.
Fixed for days of
wind and rain.
The frightening is
alive.
City
Rules
Keep yours grimace
throughout.
I’d rip it subsequent
silken sleeping gown.
I’d puncture
yours hard heart.
Yours life your
own hands.
She’s ass out but
keep yours grin
throughout.
Was I cause this
and the walls echo
love.
City rules she carry
me whole
heart.
World On Fire
She never mind
caprice.
Old fashioned
upper floor explorer.
Murder room.
Sudden century
ne’er do well.
Consider gentle
giant and further
submit. G©
Show Me
It aint
spoke
but
understood.
You want
used to me.
I’m new
blood.
Hers
sweater
color of
Heather.
Treat me
chaperone.
The
bowels the vestibule.
Brand her
unit
number
and strand.
All the
role play
and
fanfare.
You’re
shy of
flamboyant.
Had me at
yours
ragged
panties.
Is to
yours experience
or
daydream it be so.
Eyes wide
shut but yours
tell tale
prerogative.
Best
light all natural.
Cast it
forth.
All the
ways entice me
once
inside.
Or role
that doesn’t require
more
than….
It is the
moment show me.
The Pall
The pall
of the metropolitan.
It’s been
years long and
the pall
is deep and wide.
It wholly
bind. Corrosive.
Half a
man lover.
When sun
light dust and flies.
How now
consecutive hours.
Candlewick
is calm.
Not a
blessed blackbird.
The pall
night and day.
Great fog
madness.
Strong
drink to ruminate lover.
So she’d
spread eagle.
Strong
arm it.
Escalate
state of panic.
Wine make
standing tete–a-tete.
Broke
hers heart broke her habit.
Muddy
waters such I don’t sleep.
So it go
or she don’t know me.
Capture the Flag
We’re in
the brush.
Violent
swath
of
campus.
They
capture the flag.
Pitch
battle.
They go
from evening
it go
next day.
Hers
leavings
the
battle field.
hers
adversary
change by
the day.
I bird
dog her
when the
game’s up.
Eastern
bloc
dueling
ground.
Sight the
quadrangle.
Intrepid
explorer.
I am bull
on the arena.
Give me
raw for keep.
Apt Flesh
Pleasantries
this night.
Winthrop
sex pot.
Apt
flesh.
Is dusk
our eyes adjust.
Curvative
severe.
I say so.
Between
hedges they lock doors.
Mine
fancy,
frequent
back and forth.
Is real
just now.
We’re by
first name.
Ready
made heart in it.
You want
me to.
Our
wherefore is plentiful.
Welcome
squire
I am
Metropolitan.
Eye her
enter the den.
Apt
flesh.
Measure
of tender mercies.
Mine is
stab.
Hollywood
They dot
the coastline
by now
they’re regular.
The
college send
their
girl child.
Some
privilege
this side
Hollywood.
Is great
wave this
storm
warning.
The left
behind
triage at
the Sovereign.
They’re
wine and Biryani
the new
well to do.
She well
rounded.
You carry
it with you.
She fond
of mine
the
longing of the squire.
Rebellion
on the
news of
the Metropolitan.
Hers best
girl is her just now.
Rake
The low
buildings.
Indomitable
chill at morning
fog.
It is ’16.
The dense
of the forest
parse the
sun onto campus.
They
summer these parts.
Urban
legendary
band of
nymph.
I’m all
the upset.
They band
together
but
succumb.
Don’t so
vain a little more
rake at
me.
Is blood
moon from the day
melancholy
deeper here.
Shiver,
horror.
Master
bath screaming demon.
You rake
me for score.
Three
Corners
The
cavernous landmark.
Three
corners.
She come
for me
the
venerable theatre
three
corners.
The
natural lighting
melancholy.
Lonely
spoken awkward
Monologue.
Hang like
torch smoke.
The
gallery, the wailing
and
gnashing.
The
shadows is me.
She come
hers antipathy
Dead
language romantic.
The Nightmare Garden
Godfrey Logan
Part I Midnight In
The Nightmare Garden
Nightmare Garden I
A bit of
slow burning dramatic.
The
intensity the central figure.
The
terror should you cross him.
This
noir.
The
pounding regret his head.
Physical.
Mental.
Chemical
account the headache.
His
sacred narcotic.
They wish
me lonesome for I am danger.
Local
bird don’t suffer me killer.
You say
me creeper.
You
befriend me preservation.
She don’t
pretty but sympathy me
this side
history.
Pensive.
Plodding.
Classic
dark.
Such
vistas killing fields.
There’re
beasts in the streets.
I’m
responsible let you tell it.
Spit your
hatred and strength in number.
With
weapon the lot of them.
Don’t
cool till done in.
The
B.C.’s. The A.D.’s.
The
wonders by drift and divide.
Always
rival girl child.
By sword.
By thunder.
Mine
tempest lonely long ago.
Strike at
me sicken cry from within you echo.
Metropolitan
Clutch of
girl child.
Diamonds
same.
I’m in
your court.
I’m link
to all things distress.
They’re
liable to Bedlam.
We’re
break out same time.
There
civil to it.
Or
brusque.
Is
twentieth century
archipelago.
Dressed
as dressed
take the
mantle
Metropolitan. G
Black
Bemused
lack wit
a black
period now
twenty
years of real life.
Before a
boy head strong
and
curious.
Been days
of rain
and drink
and smoke.
For real
and hoped
I’m
stable mate.
All
intent to it fruitless
and queer
by the day.
I awake
further tired.
Given to
vivid trickery.
Hope for
me yet?
Edgewater
City
There
bulls.
The
sidewalk
they
front you off.
Full
figure birds
sides of
the drive.
And the
violence.
Rival
killers.
Mine is
classic darkness.
She fell
where it struck her.
Stretch
of inner city
zero hour
chagrin.
Said
rival bookend it.
Shrill in
her thrill of him.
It leak
out corridor and shaft.
All
manner scavenger.
I spy
Hope
spring
eternal
suffer.
Matron
hers distaste
on the
plaza.
The hard
sun
baked
earth.
Price of
pussy
and its
works.
Would I
presume
upon
yours wiles?
I could
eat you alive.
I spy it
for I must.
I spy it
for it
must be
pain.
Once
consumed
I’m alone
again.
How you
tread on me.
Play up
the bitter ends.
The
wester wind make it airy.
What
luxury we’d have babies.
Don’t go
there lest
frenzy.
Nightmare
Garden II
They’re
in and
out of
brush.
Labyrinthine.
The end
is violent.
The in
between
hide and
go seek.
There
heartless bastards.
And birds
to the
carcass.
Varied
weaponry
make
macabre.
Ever
rugged knives
and
sword.
She’s
once around
the
orchestra
and join
the martyrs.
Clash
Weren’t
metropolitan
to start.
Hardly
bard as blather
what
never was.
Pestilence
on the place.
Mine
wakeful these nights.
The mind
go dark.
Ours
freak clash but hard rain
cool mine
ken.
Then I’m
good graces
for
short.
Puppet
Yours
freak out
Of body
macabre.
What
started sojourn.
Over done
it
but done
it.
Come a
day don’t come
love.
For yours
just so.
Yours
fixed for
present
tension.
Puppet
man
mis-
convention.
Said
nightmare am I
noir to
die for.
Was you
give up
the freak
be along directly.
I rise
full form.
She front
me on the wall.
She staid
mine bizarre.
Mine
crush full her lungs up.
Was you
give up.
Should
the beast his lust.
Let her
tell it
all the
freak to speak of.
You are
talent.
Look well
upon you
and is
all heart.
Bit of
ugly something
she front
me with.
There’s
lechery afoot.
Was you
give it up.
I’m
shiftless just now.
Is wanton
bird hold me.
The freak
be along.
Shadow
Man
The
avenues and garden.
Blast
Master straight away.
I’m your
ever after.
I am Top
Man I declare it.
Catch her
dress up.
See me
from the street is scout me.
At our
best we’re all everything.
Mine game
such
where is
ivy and high sky.
I am
under it.
Weren’t
so much romance
but
pressed upon.
The ruins
is former selves.
What left
of the complex
latter
hour culture.
Run of
house she
willing
went labyrinth.
Fancy we
were young.
Tantamount
demimonde.
Brood of
them is vigor.
Throng of
them I fade them all.
It is
body politic up and down.
She is in
order.
Think me
all the more well.
I am
Shadow man.
Quite a
time and ripe for like me.
frenzy
what dead her.
Prologue-Royal – is a fictional archipelago in the Caribbean. Urban legend of long dead Royal. From days of first family. That he come out when powerful lonely drive him up. Imagine a twisted civilization. A powerful country of colored people. Polytheist monarchy. History of conflict and slavery. Consider this nightmare put to page.
A
bit of slow burning dramatic. The intensity the central figure. The terror
should you cross him. This noir.
Pensive.
Plodding. Classic dark. Such vistas killing fields. There’re beasts in the
streets. I’m responsible. Spit your hatred and you’re combustible. Vomit. Strength in
number. With weapon the lot of them. Don’t cool till all done in. I didn’t start it. The B.C.’s. The A.D.’s. Millennia take shape. By drift and divide.
The story of Royal according to the journal of Milo Ambrose and official records to present day. Through constant warring. Pestilence. Slavery. Behavior of Kings. Presented as dreams. Nightmare. Enough to fill scroll and folio over time.
This Kingdom, black power in the Caribbean. This archipelago. The story told here is of legend. Melancholy drive it. I’m it. Like born to it. Born 1896. I witness a murder. I’m in the states. Come of age Jim Crow and prohibition. Mine keepers see I’m educated. I am driver then most wanted.
I dream them into life. God’s and monsters and vex that sweep east to west. And there are dead. There haze. Rain. I witnessed a murder. I’m in the Grand Tower. The streets ablaze. The constable surround the Ravenswood neighborhood. Is ’27 November. Melancholy got me up. And downward spiral. Though feted upon my return with drink and revelry. Just as quick they move on. Just as quick. There screaming demon and blood on bricks. The horrors before and subsequent. Bounty men get on me. Vamp see mine blood filthy. Fast drive from the county. By now I am menace. I know with hers shoulder. Take up with me as risk. Between and betwixt. I’m caught in it like magic. Melancholy get me up.
The story of Royal. Official text to present day. From when was Banton then Franco. From civil war the Grand Islands are formed and Banton are crowned as absolute. There are always rebellion. The north always ill will since civil war. The Heavens pick sides like moving pieces. This Providence. High Priest. High Priestess. Colonials at the door. War with Jamaica. A nest of vamp is upset Port Royal. Back and forth at courts. Which Monarch should fall on his sword. Through slavery and endless invasion of vampire. They make for Camelot County. Always a Banton lead the charge. Interlopers from the forest to the point of exhaustion. Tall ships and the crew is dead.
The God’s make Siren where vamp trouble the fogged streets. In the north creature in the trees. I am from prior kings. Theirs end tragically. I am born during this time of great upset. It is Sekkou and I fast riding across the north loudly espouse mine radical. The more hardened we ride west. Get to drawing pistols. Every pub and establishment. How could I draw favor from the Queen Mother. The God’s abhor violence. Nashua Point. And the Estate surrounded. Torchbearers and strongmen. There be mayhem. There be blood. They’re tasked to burn it. In the name of such and such deity or Patron Saint. Mine love is martyred and taken up to heaven.
The Queen speak ill the Bedlamite. Mine bent and broken stands as shrine whence trouble comes. Melancholy gets me up. It was Sekkou lift me up. Mine lonely powerful. Red eye. Red October start mine caravan. Red eyes on the walk. Red eyes in town. Times like these everyone for themselves. The God’s abhor violence. Oracle and Holy men offer naught but legend. All this in dreams. Awake in sweat. Palpitation. Supernatural forces warring.
I am Bedlamite. I will choose a bride and she will die. See me and she is filled with terror. The rest have no idea where they’ve been and gone girl is talk of the town. They’re Nashua Point. Tasked to burn it. They’re torch bearers and she’s martyred.
Bedlamite. Some contrarian in the populace. There is a killing and legend to follow. There wailing and gnashing of teeth. And sorrow. General subversive. Effigy on the morrow. Mine presence is violence. We draw pistols in close space. Then storm warning. There debris and the dead. Is 1930 and Ambrose rum running from the states. The story of Royal.