A Fantazien Window

Imagination, Neotrepidia, Naturficial Wonder

A Fantazien Window

  • Dark Appetites

    Dark Appetites

    Rolling time into my bodyStop go stop go,Dissolve and emerge,Pushing, breaking, consuming,The blood is boiling off, The soul, evaporating,Only the beating heart,Of the beast keeps time,To separate the mindFrom body, from soul,The sounds of this silence,In the rushing rivers,And the creaking bones,And the breaking thoughts,The unliving mockery,That serves the violentEcho of brutality,Tumbling down deeper,Underground to… Read more

  • Hate me

    Hate me

    Hate me because I am an easy kind,And hate me because I’m queer,I will hate you with the ease of me,Unblemished in the shape of this moment, We are deeper by far than platitudes,I used to stand wild in front of you,To take the force of the coming blowBut I let that violence go untransformed… Read more

  • In Motion

    In Motion

    From my centre,To my periphery,Through this form and nature,Radiant and conquering,Smashing my resistance,Ecstasy is the river,And the oceans within –It’s changing me,Liminal and twilight desires,Billowing and becoming,Waves and waves breaking,The fragile shell of withholding,Tempering my body with divinity,Worlds coming and going,Flowing in and out of me,I am bliss neverendingRevealed and nakedAnd I am free. Read more

  • The Nobody Mouse

    The Nobody Mouse

    Come now like the rain,With your cold tin roof acclaim,Into the haunted house,Of the nobody mouse, With the tom cats and the spectres,And an empty room of hecklers.Waiting out this storm of tears,For the halcyon days….. To reclaim your fears. Before we rip ourselves to pieces,Let me hold you still tonightWith my one good eye… Read more

  • Collapse

    Collapse

    I’m at home waiting for life,With my queer mythology,Between the compost heap and the clinic,The goddess either too dirty or too clean. This wandering mind idlesOn the slipping portrait of woman,Her war between preservatives and rot,And I’m keen like ambition. I pull myself from the periphery,From the excesses of my longing,To the centre of it,And… Read more

  • Which way is heaven?

    Which way is heaven?

    The One Above All, Is trust.Things that build machines are broken.Things that require sacrifice are lost.Things that demand devotion are betrayed.The one beneath,Is fear. And it will always exact its price. Heaven can wait – That’s the difference,Between the journey and the path – Whatever the journey,Without trust,We are frozen in place –In fear.When the… Read more