OmniTense/Sinister Poetry Collection

[Sinister]

That one may smile…

In stems of a steppe
In gardens we wept
I knew you as true
And never a shrew

You have a gloam
It reddens your eye
It slims at your face
As you ruddily cry

All that you've said
But Perfervid Flak
Can’t you have named
The knife in my back

We’ve come a mile
Nay, a mile and a half
That you may smile
And evilly laugh

I have in my pocket
Halos and Horns
How is it that you,
With derision and scorn,
A smile of thorns
Leave to me
To wear but the horns

We have traveled a million
To the very last mile
That one may smile,
And smile, and still be a villain

[Sinister]

Sepulchretan

In a creak on a stair,
Over colder memorial,
Under my coffin’s lid.

Away shall I slip
Through kirkyard and crypt
Belted and sheathed upon my hip
A pocket knife to prick my thumb
Blisters of wind to make me numb

There in the mire stood a spire
Leashed to a cross with razor wire
A woman’s bosom which bled not milk
But blood that ran like fluid silk

Abreast of the breast was tacked a sign
“Whosoever upon this dine,
Drink not ye oil, nor drink ye wine…”

A drip to my lip, fell from above
Tasting of sweet mother’s love
At the base of the place laid a crown
A gem diadem filled to the brim
With stiff mayhem, i.e. this poem

Reading this script, I saw
No need to write what
Had already been penned…