A Fire of Uncommon Velocity by Rozz Williams

Lecture of nectarines taking precedence over
the vast emptiness of my name and quickly depleting body
collapsed in holy withdrawal and a shivering wound left
unhealed by time or paranoia. Hopeless hope of nothing
to come but lonesome nights in the thick of nowhere.
Juniper daze and hold me over the barrel of your gun.
Ancient aneurysm of dysfunctional maladies,
bitter taste lingers on a tongue of misfortunate choice.
There, beneath hideous green/blue liquids await truths yet untold,
and by token of my own relinquished desire, a fire of uncommon velocity
burns the palate in star/space speed and brooding collapse…
Flat on my back, eyes turned towards heaven, black after that.
All else fades and in this haze of unequaled delirium,
I become the father who in life has evaded me
for all to see my religious frenzy played out
in turbulent half-acts at rosary pinwheels.
Blood drips wearily from the wounds
of childhood affliction, claws ripping inwardly.
Forget all I’ve previously tried to raze
and instead gaze upon the altar now assembled
to erase that which gave birth to this unfortunate
man/child. With a slightly crooked smile, replace torn,
umbilical rip cord in defense of my premeditated crime.
Unworthy bastard they call I.
And I alone shall stand  in judgement
of the mirror held before me.
Cracked down the middle
like quicksilver oozing down your golden throat,
a blood-letting jab through the arteries of stasis,
and chaos floods the body like a broken dream…
Holding on in bold-faced desperation,
holding on to one last fatal glimpse,
hands meet, touch, retract.
Burned to ember, weakness has
sunken in and taken its place at the head of this dark parade.
Stormtroopers attack, bringing up the backwash of bile,
a vile agenda lived out in monotonous pain,
forming shit soaked lives denied by those who fake at life.
Denied, maligned, redefined circles of shit costumed as shit,
cherishing shit as though we are indebted to it.
May we live to regret or forget?

This nightmare is in overdrive;
a fire of uncommon velocity.

 

“A Fire of Uncommon Velocity” was written by the late Rozz Williams. All rights reserved. 

 

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