Insomniacidal (Ft. GG).

red moon’s
peculiar night climbing a cricket eye;
Lazarus the dead, fingers of the moon
colder than the dust of a poet
I leave to hide my wind-wept ghosts,

and plead to the shattering in star-death
to star-death; I fall,
dying,
broken off the spore
like mold.

a charred moon’s vining
velvets winding
around the stem
of a crystal
flute,

a wasted land, the headless
scan seeds raped

the outsides frosted
on love’s eyes,

please peel the
crickets from
this bed of
off white lies

like I tried,

then go Lazarus the dead
resting from their
tinder boxes

and give me back
my head before
the bullet
holes

and i feigned
self-control,

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find refuge in  
a dead tree, 
 
the after-breath of a 
star, dissolution, 
 
in disunity, fangs 
deep in womb’s 
darker fruits, 

+++
 
take me away, let 
me breathe 
alone, 
 
trust i’ll float in  
a storm’s
dust, 
 
the infant midst night’s 
wiser stars, i’ll meet  
you wherever  
you are. 

++++
 
undress my undead
bones,

insomniacidal, in 
voice tone

tragic, is it not, in
the ossification of
mother’s
womb

and stirs of despair,
conjure nothing
but a dream?

Ghosts of lovelorn,
prophets,

incinerate me in a
tomb of your
Lazarus
eyes,

and you, you can take
the head out of
my mind;

and in my dreams, take
the child, I was her,
ever chasing her
for touch.

dissolving in threat
of a bloody
moon,

unphased,

chew the scent of the
ethereal abyss
waiting,

in our duplicity,
have we lost
our minds instead? 

I don’t know:
a dead fool is
better than gold.

Dust motes meet
the dead ghosts;
our oasis drowns

and in whispered breath,
I see the autumn lichen
swirl into fresh
cocktail of
winter

with a candle path
lit to the
stars.

© 2020 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved and Grumpy Gorman (GG).


A poem collaboration between me and Grumpy Gorman (he’s not grumpy—he just wants you to think that). We worked on it for awhile, writing, rewriting each other’s lines and adding to them as well.

Hope you could enjoy our work. Also be sure to check out GG’s poetry, he’s an artist with words and it was an absolute honor working with him.


20 thoughts on “Insomniacidal (Ft. GG).

    1. Thank you, Grace, so much. ❤ ❤ I blame Anthony for that too in this poem. He really inspired me to go all out in my verses, just from his alone in this collab. He’s truly an outstanding writer that’s worth his salt.

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