44 posts
  • anthonymustoo 9w

    Fallen From Grace

    Right in the crosshairs
    Of a poet's eye
    The visual ensnares a fall
    From grace

    The sillheoutte of Icarus burned into the
    Summer's shifting solar winds and the blinding sky
    Eclipsed by the explosive imagery
    Depicting the shadow of Icarus
    a fall
    From the grace of the ground
    Into the unforgiving skies

    The silence that follows revelations in heat
    Famines and outbreaks of disease
    Ingestions, infections, and fleas
    Manifest themselves in violence and aromas chasing like a river of blood from a wound as it bleeds into itself and itself into sleep
    Defiant of the obtainable
    Only reaching from the penetrance of the ground
    Digging through trenches of ancient texts
    Ripping sheets like a pearl or a glass
    Until now breaks into a split
    And time expands itself like a taste from a nightmare that can move
    Like a colossal war machine on the horizon
    Each step breaks the earth
    Every metaphysical slip is present in any and every dimension of the indefensible experience
    We cannot separate ourselves from it
    We can not decorate the ground in blood
    And step away hoping life could somehow grow from it

    The dreams as well as what you fear
    Cannot be trusted
    Like a rage that could expel you from the skies
    After the first piece of humanity is recovered
    After this page has been dusted
    Only then, can we understand why
    Everything we know, feel, and understand
    Must somehow be as important now as it is
    And as it will be when it all inevitably
    And explicitly dies
    Somewhere in the meridian the truth lies
    The melody of a song's wings
    Carrying a new lullaby from a desert's spring
    And from it, glimmering a new life

  • anthonymustoo 9w

    Battlefield In My Dome

    Music is the only thing that seems to move me
    To soothe me
    To captivate my breath in the drum snare of a rhythm
    Between each beam of melody from which nothing could remove me
    I'm introverted and I'm self tuning
    Into bliss and wisps from the drops of nectar
    Which it drew me alluding that I was made of music and music makes me feel
    To strengthen me and renew me
    To deepen the blues of my sea
    My battle is what made me almost lose me
    But like a boat into war I'm incessant and moving
    Ensuing with this movement
    This war is fought not in vain but it's reason
    Is unmoving at times without the splash of a harmony
    I want to live my life like a song lives on in the melody
    I always wanted to make it like a movie
    Without the flashing lights
    Intimately in the imperfect glow of a world as it opens it's imperfect eyes
    And I splash water into my face
    I don't think
    I feel my heart beat and it's pace
    I am
    I am
    I am

  • anthonymustoo 10w

    The Soul of A Dying Man

    Pain is a very difficult terrain
    It drives some people insane
    It goes by several names
    Wreaks havoc and derails a person
    Like a renegade train
    We've yet to have a better way to understand an experience that constraints our ability to think to find another way
    Experience is the only way to meet ideas
    Into our hands
    Habit becomes an unintended stain
    If you choose to refuse it it insists to not refrain reminding us of our skeleton it forms us
    Thoughts seemingly misplaced
    I trace and I trace but I cannot find a safe place
    I guess I must meditate and push forth with some form of human grace
    If such thing were to exist
    I'd take it in place of confusion
    Intrusions of thoughts that never show their face
    Feeling without emotion
    Is void of love
    There's no water
    Then there's no ocean
    It offers nothing to exchange for it's limitation deathless repudiation
    Life imitates art
    Art knows no resignation
    You'll have mysticism and subjectivity to feel like you can understand
    But objectionable truth
    Is the only root to make our own salvation


  • anthonymustoo 11w

    Identifying Traces

    The soul of a dying man
    Chokes my body's engine
    Trying to find work
    My body struggles to juggle life's demand
    I analyze what it is that shortens my lifespan
    Has death ensnared me in it's dance
    The shadowy snakes shifting sands
    Promising nothing I can trust
    I wave mysticism away
    And I reshuffle my hand
    What makes a man?
    A question that begs an answer
    Clashing with my need to understand

    Can I separate the truth from subjective things
    Can I investigate my life without nostalgia
    Fogging up my lens
    Euphoria is shortlived and happiness is the means to my end
    I lost my heart
    In my resurrection I swore to be liberated from the constraints that obliterated my sense of self
    That initiated a self programmed death
    I changed it all in the span of the only breath I had left in time to find my purpose

    I aim to be honest, balanced, and independent
    I am meeting my own expectations where it meets obstacles and I will be more than just traces
    Sad faces of people I lost
    I'll live their lives with a sharp indignation
    My truth is my only liberation
    I stick to it with an unparalleled degree of dedication

  • devilfish 43w

    Mother Earth

    Her breath into our sands
    Those are the hands that we were birthed but I'm here to say we didn't
    Put those hands first
    Her sands like a womb would merge and mix and work
    Like wolves we have consumed our lives out of their own worth
    If nothing is going to be anymore
    What does it matter what came first?

    History struggling to find the answer sifting through the shifting dirt

    Now that her screams are stifled by the wealth of a select few
    We watch our lives fall through
    Mother Earth is wounded and she bleeds my name

    And her pain can't be silenced by the cradled children
    An empty open wound we can fit our generation in
    We're linked like chains
    Our pain is nothing to that of our continent of greed and unowned Shame our days are exposed like wounds

    Fibrous tissue like wires rotten to their waste and returned on the trays they were made and brought to eat like an Independence Day cake
    So happily asleep
    While fate was angrily awake
    Watching our own future and their future run down our cheeks confused
    And equally afraid


  • devilfish 44w

    The Moonlight

    I want my skin to synthesize
    All of fhese concepts I can't analyze
    Words cannot conceptualize
    These embryonic thoughts
    Internalized incubating in my mind
    Into questions only answered by moonlight mysterious collection of memories seen through your eyes
    Unsung until tonight


  • devilfish 48w


    I touch a sunset and it’s warmth
    Freezes as it is my still memory
    Washed out in cool tones
    Indistinct and undefined
    Can I find my home?
    I call out of the conch it echoes as my home is hollowed
    My hollow home
    My heart as it follows it crashes like a comet into my throat
    I’ve always wandered the shadows of thought all alone
    These words comfort me because without these pages to translate my soul they can be there so at least you can if you want to find this one place
    Then welcome back
    I write so my thoughts don’t scare me with unfamiliar concepts
    I don’t want the truth to haunt my morning depth
    Coffee cakes and daisy’s midnight breath
    In between wires sparking my steps
    It’s not going to be of value if it doesn’t resonate in your head as something you can understand and it’s just like I’m stressed
    I’m a mess
    I’ve seen dark days
    I must confess I pray at the feet of my passion and love to see these things livened with ink and my thoughts that dance like flames behind my eyes
    Dancing inside as tired as I am wise
    Crystalline cracks up and down your white pearly composure and time to think over is all that I need tenderness will be my green clover
    Just get here, I’d like it if you’d just come over
    Come over
    Start over…

  • devilfish 48w

    Red Ribbons

    So inviting
    You like it
    I feel it
    See, it’s vibrant
    I’ll walk you off a cliff of reinventing the past
    I’ll be your island
    I’ll be your Midas
    I know you see me
    I’m inviting you to pull into my vibes
    And I’ll move it to you
    The feeling it struck like lightning
    Chaos and it’s violence
    They vibrant
    When we already walked and scuttled barefoot as a matter a fact
    The way they shattered you’d think we were hit by a semi in a compact
    I don’t remember exactly to a precision all the dates I’m bad at math plus my memories don’t come fast
    I’m still whip lashed by the eyelash I made a wish and I never asked to be ripped from the only things that even mattered to be burdened by life’s chaotic apathy in it’s smug shrug
    As it pulls out from me
    The rug
    My tears are filling up these pages
    These aren’t just mugs
    You fill black coffee with
    Like charcoal in stockings of Christmas
    I missed this
    But death crossed my heart out
    Like a pencil to a flimsy list
    I bleed crimson blood bliss
    I cry as I split into fragmented starlights that water rose in gardens where they were kissed by Dewey mists
    Happiness won’t ever be bliss
    If you were just here and this memory lives like It lives in me
    The same emotions that I can’t quite understand
    The same erosion the pollution of a wound they just left open
    As I was bartered by chance
    And eroded by the sand
    How much can a human life endure how much one can be capable is an evil to understand
    No man would wish to ban even the most unholy in the land
    To this dystopian romance
    Where Joanna won’t stop loving you
    A narcissistic slow dance
    We keep taking vyvanse
    Disillusionment I like it
    How the movement of your skin
    Makes me want to tell you
    To slowdown and you go fast
    I bite that
    and they keep hitting like they missed
    I kiss my cyber halo with a cold gun
    To seduce me with it’s sudden kiss
    I dance with my pain
    I sing with my pain
    I bathe with my pain
    I cycle my mind through this process stage by stage phase by phase
    Day by day
    These pills I have to take
    Or else I make bad decisions
    And I stray from my control over my past I have no debt I haven’t fully paid
    My beds are made my truth is said
    It’s no deeper than it seems
    Truth is déjà vu
    Is so weird I just can’t put my finger on it
    I don’t know honestly how I could explain
    The scars they just remain
    I’ll remain aware of my perspective
    I can’t lose it
    I can’t play
    The game
    No time to contemplate
    To revise what I have made
    These decisions in my wake
    I’m but a man
    But I can bend the moonlight and purge the world out of my veins
    As I erupt in fiery rain
    My body hurts so I rain
    My mind it runs from me
    I’m afraid in these dead bodies
    Mine start to feel that mine have hollowed out
    The same
    The dead body is me with my own face
    I’m in tune
    I’m insane

  • devilfish 49w


    Snowflakes kissing your skin
    As my fingers tracing your mind
    Enhancing the sin
    Our link is permanently unique
    Melodies dancing to our hymn
    My words they drip with my intent
    Time you will be glad you have spent


  • devilfish 50w

    Butterfly Kiss

    In a few drops of ink I have put my hands up and surrendered to the emptiness of the page
    and it’s entirety as it’s incomplete vastness consumes me

    Sometimes I feel a thousand words on my tongue only to run out of pages and run my words like rain until my eyes cycle and my life phases

  • devilfish 50w


    Maybe instead of being a parasite in pages of poetry
    Human hearts sing ancestral chants chain links to history
    Emotion stirring and blending like microscopic forces shaping our interaction the approach of our collective human experience that cannot be replicated duplicated and poetry leaves room for encapsulated thoughts are from the infancy of their thoughts out of the box and that experience cannot be bought or described and seen and felt by the life of their death and the death of their loss

    Sometimes things aren’t as deep as they appear

    The time we trust so much doesn’t tell us where to steer

    Only to make haste and make words

    Poetry empowers the people
    And conquers their fear

    So I celebrate my life with words

    And I leave my words in the ether of cyber tears

    Poetry is a symbiotic expansive and unparalleled ability to weave

    interchangeably into art in words
    Are spoken in verse
    Rattling like keys
    reverberated sound that touches you like an echo before it’s dark kiss of death bites your breath
    leaves it’s shadow love in bacterial specs while it’s cells accumulate against the force of his life it depleted as the virus fed and puppets of their own life taken until there’s nothing left and the thing cannot be stopped and controlled because chaos will unfold in and out of clocks as nightmares form in and out of dream
    Sung in the people and their convictions
    From the church to the liquid depths of emotions that we immerse and to understand ourselves better and be able to create an outlet for expression then dynamics can keep people like you and I safe before their inability to understand the foreign sound of the tongue of truth
    And poetry is an eternal tree with branches of temptation and sadness that only forms as a tear in it’s iridescence

  • devilfish 59w

    One Wish

    I look hollow to the cyber halo emitted from
    The sign that signals one to cross
    I wonder as my heart beats in my chest
    How many lives were lost in a blink from
    To green
    To violent red
    Spinning carousels in kaleidoscopes
    Of vertigo with enough force to push across the atlantic
    And break the wings off a human angel
    It's so cruel how one choice and it could be fatal
    In the awareness
    All that's spatial
    Are we able to push past a nightmare
    Creeping breathing down our neck
    Reminding us living is eventually fatal
    What is it that is left
    The echo of a breath distinguished by the suffocating sunset And it's definitive silence
    Snatch our existential comfort from
    It's cradle
    To show us what we can really do
    And show us that we're able

  • devilfish 60w

    Opposite Way

    You're looking the wrong way
    If you want to destroy
    Your enemy
    Cast them away
    You cannot smoke the same
    Of spite
    That withered their resolve
    To ashen grey
    Smoke will rise from the Ocean's silence
    And truth will fall from space

  • devilfish 61w

    The Snake Slinks Scales on my Spine

    Echoing your lust
    Unwind in every thrust
    Dawn finally meets dusk
    Sweating out my trust
    Of April on the cusp
    Leaving stars in place of scars
    Where you touch

    Constellations painted with the tips
    Of your fingers as they brush
    Sparking need like a fire
    But we don't have to rush

    Life hurries while we can always
    Be safe
    Home is enough
    Where we can always be us

    I pinpoint the day
    Fall back into May
    I hear my sister's song
    As I drink up wisdom
    This prison has now fallen
    Where my willpower has risen

    It's been too long

    I knew it all along
    The drain of living
    Won't be my hands
    Stained with crimson
    I held a pair of scales in my vision
    As well as I dream in an algorithm

    I feel so much better

    As I walk from decision's grip

    I can do anything with my mind

    Even if it lost it's grip

    I've collected my wit

    And I feel like your voice is in transit

    As it takes me along with it

    I'm livid and vibrant
    Colors so vivid orchids
    Daisy's bliss in the Full Moonlight
    I make an image
    With these words
    As they take me across troubled waters
    I bridge the abyss
    I kiss the sun as it reacts
    Growing warmer
    Growing hotter

    My soul takes flight
    A black bird with sharp sight
    As my energy excites
    Each word ignites
    Each twist as my spine spikes
    Each turn as I veer of the turnpike
    It's night I'm bright
    My time
    I'm me
    I'm alive

    I grow into my prime
    I'm aware of time and it's not a concern of mine
    I look up to the sky so I can get the affirmative
    Delight from cosmic divine
    It won't divide me the sadness won't
    Find a home inside me
    I expell them all as they don't
    Will not
    And have never defined me
    It stares at me
    I just glare back piercing through it's menacing eyes
    I watch time bleed
    Black is blinding bringing simple abstraction
    To it's knees
    To my satisfaction
    I breathe
    In and out
    As the Earth dances with me
    Shaking it's leaves
    This look will make your bones

    I am not going to retract my ambition
    I will embrace my new key as I place it
    In the ignition
    Snap all switches
    Chip at the glitches
    Fracture self defeat
    Until it's wounds need stitches
    Dissipate to gas the darkness

    My light will make sure it doesn't last
    Although shadows are for contrast
    But this time the shadow can lead
    All it sees is my back
    And it's chains and mask
    As I lead it to the sky
    I'm never coming down
    Never looking back

    I'm on a track to leave a trace
    I can't just lack I've got to step
    To make a track and keep my pace
    To make it back home

    I'm never out of place

    As I am flesh
    That is that
    I am human
    More than stats
    I am feelings
    Memories of opulence
    Made of crystalline glass
    I am fine tuning
    Like an instrument of brass
    My balance is eternal
    It's flame will always burn
    My mind is freed at last!
    I'm holding my equilibrium
    As the hill is steeping
    I grow stronger
    Determination eating at weakness
    I've got to make it longer
    I am healing in my mind


    And I feel this
    And you can see it in my eyes
    Mist from the Ocean's quiet effervescence
    I embody water
    Fluid judgment and a swiftness and immensity

    I'll rise with the tides
    I'll lose the weight of Sunlight's demanding haste
    And balance as I lose my density

    The Snake is never late
    It coils like steel
    As it unwinds like twine
    The skin peels where it once combined
    In even lines
    Unaware of the shell
    Left behind
    As it takes suicide and from the end
    Just like the night
    Continues into day
    Continues into night

    Desire transforms into a bite
    We devour our last meal
    Candlelight envelope the dark
    And bring to us insight
    Self empowered with an appeal
    That is alive
    Without needing to kneel
    By trauma's bedside

    Leave her to die

    But fake diamonds still shine
    I must be real
    I made no deal
    My soul is mine
    What's your lie?
    I'll tell you mine
    But the truth is subjective
    So how precise is it to be real
    What's the incentive of numbers
    Without their transcendence to shake
    Rationality from it's religion of steel

    The number "3"

    Is holy to me

    I'm a triplet

    It's engraved in me

    Meaning more than what "3" could measure quantitatively

    A trinity with a triangular symmetry



    Collisions and blending of energy

    These holes in reality are mending the redundancy of their reality

    My date isn't set
    Trilogies of symphony crescendo just to instill in me
    My fate isn't sealed
    And my peace is concealed
    By the blanket of love
    In plush green flowered fields

    My heart is my shield

  • devilfish 63w

    One Wish

    I look hollow to the cyber halo emitted from
    The sign that signals one to cross
    I wonder as my heart beats in my chest
    How many lives were lost in a blink from
    To green
    To violent red
    Spinning carousels in kaleidoscopes
    Of vertigo with enough force to push across the atlantic
    And break the wings off a human angel
    It's so cruel how one choice and it could be fatal
    In the awareness
    All that's spatial
    Are we able to push past a nightmare
    Creeping breathing down our neck
    Reminding us living is eventually fatal
    What is it that is left
    The echo of a breath distinguished by the suffocating sunset And it's definitive silence
    Snatch our existential comfort from
    It's cradle
    To show us what we can really do
    And show us that we're able

  • devilfish 63w


    I kiss the moonlight's bitter taste
    As it turns it's nose up to the sunlight's blaze
    I don't like it's self arrangement it's
    Not congruent with my temperament
    It's intrusive but I bear it better when I'm alone
    And I'm in complete command of my own
    It's subtle how I do it
    I do move it as I never seem to lose it
    How is anyone's opinion going to move it
    Unless I leave it open to interpretation
    Then you can do it as if I'd pretend I'd ever
    Let the circumstances wither me to dust
    I'm a necromancer the way I resurrect my reason never commiting treason for any reason
    I don't need to gain from lowering my morals
    I don't think I can do quarrels that are insignificant
    I'm not going back to being indifferent
    I am different
    My words won't change
    But my opinions are never going to wax or wane
    My emotions i create above the law of physics I recreate the metaphysics
    With florets of my catalyst of a life with bliss
    I never fail to aim
    Even when I miss
    I get back on my feet
    We all have the ability to empower ourselves
    If we learn to love the light and the dark
    We are immense
    We must not wallow in half submerged
    Consciousness must never falter I promise
    Time heals
    It's divine you'll feel it's kiss
    Heal you I promise you to your
    Bones it will weld wounds because it's different
    The capacity we have to feel if we let ourselves detail

  • devilfish 63w

    The First Breath

    Milky pools of dewey darkness swirling

    In the morning cup of an emerging sun

    A starkness that seems to have spun me

    It urged me to draw closer to the morning

    I always have felt a shift of the day and how

    The most terrifying all started out just this way

    All the same

    In violent sirens of gradients of washed out grey

    And step back into the concealed cloak

    Of night where my body can heal itself

    From the demands of daylight where hunger


    And longing ache

    Wrapping misery around my throat

  • devilfish 64w

    It Was Like a Movie

    Everything was moving
    Life was interacting
    I was gaining traction
    But that was just an illusion
    Because now I feel I'm losing
    Out of touch while my clutch is loosening
    Can't remember much of what
    I've been doing or what it's like to be innocent
    I'm clueless and I feel so stupid
    I'm not left with any choice but to be
    In all of it's indifference
    But not because I'm sad
    It's because everything keeps shifting
    Shadows switching positions
    And it never goes back
    Time never stops keeping track
    As you go in one direction only then can
    You feel my collection of words
    And they'll mean more to you
    Than cheap thrills and always second
    All your blessings
    I think you changed me
    I think I myself have lessened
    Don't want to admit it
    But I'm fading fast
    And losing effervescence
    But you did
    I did
    I'm peeling
    I isolated myself on my island
    While I try to compute
    Why I exterminated
    The art of love
    Left behind my home
    My heart tells me it's urgent
    I must do the deed and put on my gloves
    Where you're sounds of crying
    Will no longer violate or touch me
    Because here it does

  • devilfish 64w

    Faded Ink and Bloody Bathroom Sinks

    I look into the mirror
    I notice my interior reflecting
    Intensely in the vast immensity
    Of my past years in one piercing
    Memories rising like smoke
    As my heart chokes and time
    Creeps into the next phase
    While it decays human bodies
    A field of flesh
    For the world to graze on
    While the entirety of pain reverberates
    With the lengthened days
    And the invertebrate curse
    That resonates in our thoughts
    Eating at our brain
    We go insane
    We wax
    We wane
    We were once different
    Never again to ignorant the stain
    With remain leaving us the same
    To always change
    In constant speed
    In sync without noticing how strange
    It is to look into the glass
    Of truth
    And smash superficiality
    As it tries to dilute the integrity
    Of humanity and it's truth
    Our ability to compute
    Is not minute
    These lines they whisper
    Crisper clearer lines to you
    As the shadows drew their swords
    I die for you
    For me
    For all the light and all the dark
    So that it may fuse
    And only after knowing the dynamics
    Can we choose
    Between being romantic
    And being organic can we find clues
    It scares people because as we draw closer to the earth
    We see it's iridescent hues
    And the illusion of the sky's blues

  • devilfish 65w


    Moon High Melting It's Milky Light Into Night
    The street lights dance with my movement

    Necromancer as I prance congruent with my


    Ego shining through my skin after swallowing it's

    Pride in every stride I scan my land with piercing 

    Eyes two that are for looking and one for me to

     see crystal clarity that I maintain 3 in perfectly

    Placed positions in my soul


    And every drop of it until all I have left is my contorted body

    My corpse bitten by my lack of remorse

    Can eat away at me most viciously

    That still wouldn't not stop me 

    I refrain from feeling sorry

    Stay far from me I'm a bomb of empathy 

    Pulsating with it's essence 

    It's presence and it's immensity

    Truth is a weight I can carry 

    Increasing in mass 

    In density 

    Condensing so pleasant 

    Like sugar cane in cake 

    A recipe and an increase of my 

    Power it's so overwhelming I shake

    But I'm built to filter the feeding of hate

    I'll scrape the scraps onto their plate no need

     to contemplate I cannot lose my stoic cape

    I don't share fate that's done 

    I can't place my empathy outside of me 

    I have places to see 

    Family that would miss me

     I'm one of three 

    I seen in every eye

    I see death lick at flesh with a flirtatious flicker 

    Licking at their skin 

    Their screams like tree bark grow thicker their 

    Ungodly grin that reeked of sin

    Before you wish for sunny days 

    Remind yourself of the desert 

    And it's animalistic rage that can only be self