After a phrase in Marcus Aurelius
The vessel broke.
So
What
Of
It?
Time’s river slips by.
Tears fill the teeming witch’s cauldron.
Years are swallowed
By the obsidian
Jaws of death.
To cling to this body
Is the
tenet of
Heretics.
We flow and pass
Sacred travelers of the
Luminous Shore.
One door opens
We go through as we must
It’s nature
Don’t make such a fuss.
Alex S. Johnson is a retired English instructor, disability rights activist, author, editor and publisher (Nocturnicorn Books). He is known for his highly unusual poetry style which combines influences from Dada and Surrealism to hip hop, black metal, industrial noise, T.S. Eliot, Walt Whitman and Rimbaud. His books include the acclaimed collection The Death Jazz, Bureau of Dreams, The Doom Hippies and Bizarrely Departed. His work has appeared in such venues as Horror Sleaze Trash, Black Noise, Bizarro Central and Cease, Cows. His upcoming books include The Junk Merchants 2: A Literary Tribute to William S. Burroughs, featuring a roster of luminaries including Poppy Z. Brite, Caitlin Kiernan, John Shirley and the co-founder of the iconic Goth rock band Bauhaus, David J. Haskins. Johnson ilves in Sacramento, California with his family.
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