Death Eyes

Be smited
and come ye'
through valleys and desolation
o'er yonder where
wind breaks and
days break

through the purpose
and the inhalation
of existence

Across the
burning river
where dusk doth fall
for forever
into emptiness' sea
of fruitless despair

Find death in
bone yards and
cracked expansions
where perfection
is found in lost paradise
and deviations are
reasonable
to the sick
the stranded
the blind
and the dying

Into the slaughterhouse
of lost reconciliation
and shadows
of an existence undefined
and left for
the lice of life
and the lice of
the government

Between death and dream
is therapy with salt
ash and bone
chipped away like
seconds spilled from
sandy sieves

The door of perception
spun from webs of
conflicting lives
and failed endeavors
becomes a home
for the grave
while hallucinations haunt
the inner being
in mirages and
visions of God
raised like an animal