Poetry from the Heart of Darkness

ALL POETRY © SEAN MULLIGAN. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 

Grey waves of pain
crash upon the barren rocky shore
that is the limit of my soul,
devoid of life and light and empty,
hollow as the heart of ancient darkness
that pulses and pounds
at the decrepit core
of this dying universe,
propelling hatred, fear, and misery
like a great stain
across the bleak and distant stars
where things abhorrent and unnameable
slither and shuffle across
the primordial faces
of a multitude of wretched worlds,
teeming with the filth of life,
so fleet and oh so fragile,
so pathetically sucking up
every little breath of fetid air
and devouring the festering remains
of their offspring,
or clawing out a fat and juicy nematode
from its seeming refuge
beneath a slime-coated stone,
a stone one among many
that litter the shores of my soul,
upon which washes
a cess-tide of foul matter,
the reeking effluvia
of day-to-day existence
in the torture chambers
and unrelenting squalor
of modern life.

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