Pinion Song

Rocking back synapses fire
Carpel clutching occipital
Instinctive reflex insulation
Wired behind the eyes

Cushioned for maximum
Reflective action forward
And backward & between
Launched into sky flights

Along a pinion wing
Abreast of the front runner
Ahead of the courtesan king
Abroad in the aim of the hunter

In penetrating thighs of good
measure by inch at a time
an effortless pleasure to slip
in and out of with such ease

On the Sun-dogged breeze
struck into bright iridescence
Refracting pink and orange light
through the platinum cloud vapor

Traces long evaporated in the glare
of the blinding pupil sinking slowly
Into the depths of the deep blue sea
the eyelid closing shut for you and me

Tossed and lost in fallen flight musing
Riding many a gust of wind choosing to
Pirouette on a spot of good fortune
Hiding a penny from the skinned

Octave Waves

One world gone life
Above before beyond below
Imagined increments gathering deadliness
Divinity infinity proximity vicinity
Venerate generate congregate tolerate
Seventh heaven peasant kingdom
Born from torn drum
Beating bleeding feeding seeding
Congregate replicate duplicate simulate
Fraternity uncertainty hesitancy eternity
Communication insinuation intimidation assimilation
Axiogenesis biodiversity ejaculatory cryptozoology
Circumlocutionary exteriorization incompatibility industrialization
Unidirectionality autobiographitically deanthropomorphisation indistinguishability
Artificiality electromagnetism indiscernability mischaracterization
Anthropological computerization extraterrestrial decentralization
Accidentally complimentary demoralizing demonology
Biologic abberation decomposing calculation
Abstracted technical kinetic variance
Freedom fortune hazard setback
Grown stood blood form
Learning fury burning jury
Instigate consummate tournament ornament
Particular meticulous incendiant delirium
Satisfactory heliocentric immaterial parallelism
Radiological originality overpopulation reproductivity
Overenthusiastic multiculturalism internationalistic justifiability
Tetrahydrocannabinol hyperemotionality xenobacteriologic dodecadodecahedron

The Devouring Serpent

by Shaun Lawton (lyrics for Wrathspawn)

             art by Drew Roulette

 Far beneath the cutting prow

darkness unfurls kept at bay

above the wretched surface howls

 a storm protects the day

 the wind laughs above

a whiplash cracks eyes open

fingers clutch the occipital 

 clouds darken the mind 

 as pressures shift and flex

swum up quickly from the depths

Leviathan awakens next

 blinking open wide for us

 Stacked and interlocked

plugged in connections

signals mostly block

 revelations for inspection

 Electromagnetic skies

turn our heads and bend the mind

connecting pulses up the spine

 welcome the dragon divine

Return Shortly
for another poem in
the FREEZINE of

Fantasy and Science

Fiction 

Scales of Sonic Armor

Dragon woven into terrestrial kindred 
bound to the rising day, a slow rate of decay
Thrust into motion between electromagnetic
fingers, we reach out for a trunk of life, rolling 
beneath the undertow of a silent domain,
on to reveal multifaceted pupils arrayed
glittering and dilating and contracting
at different fluctuant rates, where no sound escapes
but the chaos of motion incurs interwound melodies
corrosive and sweet, and supposed to be able
to lull you to sleep in the stable of dreams deep  
in the currents flowing through arteries and veins
an electrostatic plasma executing an ancient order
recalcitrant to the strains imposed by stellar polarity
whipping up a froth of molecular chains starbound 
to rise from a bed of sand grains and open our eyes.

Hex Step Forward

Up its spine. Connecting pulse.
Electromagnetism and the sky.
Turns a head. Bends a mind.
Lets a dragon breathe out fire.

Swum up quick from depth
As pressures shift and flex.
Blinking open wide for us
to evenly divide the sunset.

Stacked and interlocked
Plugged in connections.
Signals mostly blocked
Revelations for inspection.

Rocking back synapses fire
Carpels clutch at the occipital.
Instinctive reflex cushions
A whiplash blinking open.

Meditations on a storm
always gathering somewhere.
The wind has laughed
revealing a mask in the mirror.

Before more than once on this ship
the spiraling staircase into
darkness unfurls, kept at bay
underneath the cutting prow. 

Totem Knob

Stacked and interlocked
Plugged in connections
Signals mostly blocked
Revelations for inspection

Nexus Dweller

Swum up quick from depth
As pressures shift and flex
Blinking open wide for us
to evenly divide the sunset