till the tyrants live no more.

Till The Tyrants live
no more.
++++++13+++++++

When I sought to
Know the way of
Kings ,

My Heart was filled
with Peasantry,
until I drank from the
Cup of God's!

(And became A
Human Being.)

+++

So Unhappy are the
Heirophants, who's
Fraud I have exposed.

Like Puppets now
I watch them dance!!

(To music only
Only Madness
Knows.)

+++

I sought to know
The path of peace,
But my heart is
Filled with war..

Thus I shall
Crush with vengeance
This Disease!

(Till the tyrants
Live no more .)

J.Stephen.H.

a kingdom for all restless hearts

A Kingdom for
All Restless Hearts.
++++++13+++++++

I walked
down
The stairs ..

(in my Head)

and choked
on
Smoke.

(Unaware
Our
Prophecy
came
With Dread)

Thoughts
Wishing
Tomorrow
Had hope!!!

(Yet Knowing
That My Heart
is Dead.)

+++

oh.

I'm sorry
The sunshine
Of Black Tears
so frowns
Me that...

I fall this
goddamn far
 from you.

Sorry that
Our
World is
Black!!

(Sorry Night
Stains Those Eyes
Of Blue.)

+++

I sometimes
Bring myself
To Wonder ..

Is it
All a Lunatics

dream?

Sometimes
pull
Myself asunder !!!

(Always
drown
In Endless
Screams.)

++

so

tell me
dear,

do you still
Listen?

and


 Help Me
Heart if
Love is Gone!

I've
felt you
Near me
in
This
Prison!!

(and with 

you
Raged against
The Dawn.)

+++

It seems
I
(alone)
Discern
A
Self.

And
My
(own)
Grim
Chaos
Breeds
True
Art!!

As this
Throne
Some
Mortal
Seat
Becomes!!

(A
Kingdom
for All
Restless
Hearts.)

+++

Now
Hold Me
Love!!

(Since life is
Fleeting)

And do not
Turn your hand
Astray!

For 

I assure
You there

are
Angel's
Greeting!

Every soul
Who Finds 

it's
Way...

Back to The
World our
Minds Were
Dreaming!!

(Before 

Trapped

In

The
Nightmare
Of Life's
Grave.)

J.Stephen.H.

for every love to come.

For every love to come.
++++++13+++++++

For Every Love To Come.
++++++13+++++++

Shall we sit once
More by these cold,
Gray shores?
Hoping to see the
Sun?
Wondering what
we're living for.

(Or if The Day was
A Meaningful One.)

+

If I Kiss You will
you Smile at Me?..
With a Mouth that
seems to know the
Secret of every
Love in History ?

Or will you frown
A Shattered Beam?!!
(assuming most
End Miserably.)

++

Would it be a Sin?
(My sweet) to hold
You as The Night
closes in, and the
Moon comes out
To greet everything
that Is..or thus has
Been?

Some prefer to
Be discreet!

(Or remain
platonic
Friends.)

+++

Shall we sit
Forever
by this River?
Staring into the
rushing waters,..
waiting for angels
to deliver.. Our
Souls from The
Wickedry Of Our
Fathers??!!

Or if I Kiss You
"Now" shall we
Be Martyrs?!

(For every love
To come.)

J.Stephen.H.

out of this grave

Out of this grave.
++++13+++++++++

And so...
I put my
Devil arm
around
Her Angel
Waist ...
And asked:

How does
My Heart
Taste?

Why does
The crowd
Laugh??!!!
+

It wasn't like
This..in former
Days..

I was a soulless
Bastard...

But..
You've always
Been a Saint.

Isn't it sad
Love?

(The way these
Shadows taint.)
++

In YOU
I've found
Respectable
Wealth ,...

And now
Seek to
Disprove..

The notion
that history
repeats itself.

But..
I need
You my
Flame!

To help !!!

(Dig out
Of this
grave.)

J.S.H.

I woke up to the end.

I woke up to the end.
+++++++13++++++

I woke up to the end..
In a most unusual way,
And lost the only friend,
I ever thought would stay.

I shouldn't be
Surprised, or
Scratch My face
in rage.

I saw the empty fill
Her Eyes.

(And love then left
Her Face.)
+++

J.s.h.

in sickness and Disease.

In Sickness and Disease.
+++++++13+++++++++

Oh Love how
I Love Thee..
In..Sickness and
Disease,
For..worse or
Worst..
Till Hell do us
Part.
(Or you decide
To kill me.)

+

You are so
Pretty,
Like a flower..
Growing on
A Freshly plotted
Grave..

So...
Fleeting like
these passing
Hours.

(which
constitute
My Days.)

Oh Love..
How I Love
Thee...

In...
Sickness
And
Disease....

J.s.h.

Till every Rainbow dream is dEaD.

Till every

RAiNbOw DrEaM

Is dEaD. (Revised.)

+++13+++

In Love..

A Shadow

beats it's

Brains against

The Wall..

Till every

Rainbow

Dream spills

Out.

But..

it's

Never 

Enough.

(To claim
that

fleeting 

Faith
MeN

Doubt.)

+++

My
Name

Is
Death..

I am The

Law;

an Ancient

Whisper in

Your Head...

Who's hand

Beneath remains

A claw.

I
steal breath!!

(and shall
claim
Thee One and
All.)

+++

There is

Nothing in

This World

Of Mirrors..

but
False Faces

Smiling on in

Irony!!

(To conceal

The Truth of

Tears.)

+++

And so..

I will beat my

Shadow Brains 

against The

Hearts Crumbling

Wall!!!

Till every

Rainbow

Dream...

(is

Dead.)

J.S.H.

No fury

No fury
++++++++
Love hath no
Fury...like a heart
broken by it's
Misperceptions..
And Hate no
Better Partner
In Crime.

Hashtag:ridiculous...
This Silly Dance
We Do...

And mislabel
As Romance!

(When in truth
We only screw.)

++++

Faith hath no
Fury..like a faithless
Man..

Who sees
It as duty..

To..
Corrupt as
Many as
He can.

Hashtag:
Meaningless..

(Isn't it all.)

Jsh

I won't let go my flame

I won't let go my flame.
+++++++++++++

I never cease
to be amazed...
By the chaos
Of these Summer
Days.

As the Agony
Of My Heart
reveals..

A Grim,
Unsmiling
Face.
+++
Everything real
becomes a ghost..
just when I need
Reality the most.

While Nothing
Good remains the
Same!

Still..lend not my
Head to senseless
Sorrows!

(I won't let go
My Flame....)

J.S.H.

Doomsdaye hope

A Doomsdaye Hope.
++++++13+++++++
    _______________
       ___________
                +

I Wake up
Dead,..
with Fallen
Angels
In My Head..
(staring out A
Doomsdaye
Window.)
Then light my
Devil
Cigarette.

(Before
offering
one To My
Shadow.)

+

Oh why
Shadow
Why?!..
Do you
refuse?

To let me
Sew Your
Spirit  back?!
(To the soles
of these old
Shoes.)

++

But truy what
Hurts the most,..
is that Rusty
Blade Wielded
By Yesterday's
Ghost!

I feel it twistin
in My Spine.

(As the hands of
Death clench
Around My Throat.)

++++

Later,..I'll fall
asleep Dead..
(with Tragic
Memories in
My Head.)

Knowing
Tomorrow
Soon shall
Come !!!

(though I
Hope for
Doomsdaye
Instead.)

J.Stephen.H.

Nightmare Horses.

Nightmare Horses.
++++++13++++++

The days drag by
like Corpses tied
to Nightmare Horses.

(Without faith in
My Head.)

I was a General
once of Holy Forces.

(Now I Command
The Living Dead.)

+

I hate the way
that
Moonlight stares.

(through the
crumbling
Walls of Memory.)

It seems the Gods
No longer care!

(Heavens Host
Became The
Enemy.)
++

Salvation is
not an option,..
(Hell,..perhaps it
never was?)
as I lay here in
My Cardboard
Coffin!!

(lamenting the loss
of Love.)

+++

And....

The Night Marches
On like a Heartless
Cavalry..

headed toward The
Final War.

Knowing (In Time)
it shall see Victory!!

(And the Light will
Shine No More.)

J.Stephen.H.

another dead end romance

another dead end romance.
++++++13++++++

my love..
its not your fault..
really..
you just fell in love.

with:

( The
Wrong
Personality.)

+++13+++

sleep will return,,
eventually,

and there will be
a time,
(again)
when the cleansing
candles
burn his stench
from memory.

+++13+++

then..
perhaps i could
have
half a chance?

to create
another
Dead End
Romance!!

(until theres
Nothing Left
of Me.)

jsh.

to the artist formerly known as human being. pt.2

To: The Artist Formerly
Known as Human Being.
(pt. 2)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++

You seemed Righteous
on your SoapBox-Pulpit..

preaching to A Mass
of Sad-Faced Puppets..

Lamenting The Loss
of Imaginary Love.

(as if you somehow
earned it.)

+++

The Bottle Doesn't
Lie..

but it makes liars of
some.

Liars of The Dead
at Heart..

who assume to be
the Only Ones!!

(to ever feel A
Moment Dark.)

+++

Perhaps the Star
you ate did Not
Agree?

Would not relent
to petty charms..

or break
The Hand of
Destiny!

(now slowly Dying
In Your Arms.)

+++

I pity you my former
friend..

(as much as you
seem to pity me.)

but nonetheless I
wont pretend..

that A Puppet Blind
could ever See!

(how Imaginary
Love will bring
Your End.)

j.s.h.

with love no longer here

with love no longer here.
+++++++++++++++++++++++

Another Night spent
staring into the Dark..
with shadows feasting
on my Heart.
(dreaming of your
stare.)

I need you Love..
but youre no longer
there..

in your house of
Happy Angels..
waiting.

(to deliver me from
This Nightmare.)

You claimed to love
the Beast I Am,
and tamed the darker
parts of me.

but it seems that No
One gives a Damn.

(and faith becomes a
memory.)
+++

To Hell with these
lying stars!,...

i know where theyre
all from!

this place where hope
becomes a Scar.

(and no one flees
Hates Wicked Kingdom.)

+++

Another night staring
at the mocking clock..
(fighting back crimson
tears)

knowing soon my heart
will stop.

(with Love no longer
here.)

j.s.h.

a sane mans hand

+++
A Sane Man's Hand.
_____________________

I've sat up many a drunken
Night,
Playing poker with shadows
And light,..

The light is always
best at bluffing.

(Shadows feast
Upon untruth like
parasites.)

Bartender...
Make it a triple
This time..

I'll be in the
corner mumbling
To My Selves,

(an odd series
Of broken
Rhymes.)

Staring thirstily
 at the liquor
Shelves.

Hoping I never
draw A Sane
Man's Hand!!

(Since Reality
Is My Hell.)

J.Stephen.H.

a time in restless youth

A time in restless youth.
+++++++++++++

There was time
In restless youth,
When I began to feel,
That I possessed a
Profound truth.

(Which to others
Seemed unreal.)

Angels stood beside
Me then and sang
Their Angel Songs;

While every creature
Was my friend.

(Incapable of wrong.)

+++

But now time is
A mockery,
And I am but a
Man,

Who swims dark
Seas of Misery!!

Without purpose,
Faith..or plans.

J.Stephen.H.

the importance of a gallows

The Importance of a Gallows.
++++++++++++++++++

One wasted Trip..
2 Dead Thoughts..
and a Hopeless Dream..
(which continues to
torture me.)

What Hell could
beat such Odds?
Or Perpetuate the
Significance of Heaven?!
(as Society breeds
Angels to Die for Mammom.)

I've called to You
(Dear Mystery)
for Centuries...and
drown in the Silence
of Your Cold Indifference.
+++

Paranoid about the
Grave..I spent much
of youth contemplating
its permanence..but
eventually fell in Love.

(Coming to realize
most Love Truly Kills
You.)

Oh well..
another Dream I
Guess..

lacking in logic
but containing an
Abyss of Irony
which contradicts
The Noose.

(by arguing
the Importance of
A Gallows.)

j.s.h.

heartsick and contagious

Heartsick and contagious.
++++++++++++++++++++

Heartsick and
Contagious,..
She caught
My Disease...
watching me.

Madly pace these
Imaginary Stages.

(reciting Shadow
Poetry.)

+++

Hello there my
Love..
I am Death, and
Love You!

Love The
Tattered
Wings,

and
Necklace/
Noose!

But Goodbye
seems
more desired
by
This Crowd.

(and few shall
ever
profit from The
Truth.)

+++

Your Eyes
they carry
A Sadness
now,..

(Sadness
which bears
A Certain
Scent.)

though you
assume
your tears are
not allowed!!

(or that Demons
Laugh when
You Lament.)

+++

So ..
Farewell
My Pretty
Bullseye-
Heart...

until
Tomorrow...

(when Night
no longer seems
Too Dark.)

I Promise
That I'll
eat Your
Sorrow!!

and The
Shadows
will never
hit Their
Mark!

so long
as I
Madly
Pace!!!

(Life's
Imaginary
Stage.)

J.Stephen.H.

a mouth that speaks beyond this nowhere.

A mouth that speaks
beyond this nowhere.
+++++++++++++++

We sat beneath
the shooting stars..
Watching the sky
weep red..

Picking at
mental scars.

(Pretending our
hearts were dead.)

You have the
oddest laugh..
My..pretty pretty
tragedy..

It sounds like
breaking glass!

(Of a multicolored
variety.)
+++

I'm not in denial...

I swear..

And I'd kill those
Stars to see you
smile!!

(With a mouth that
Speaks beyond this
nowhere.)

J.Stephen.h.

the chaos scoffers.

The Chaos Scoffers.

________________

They scoff at his views on

chaos..

but their laughter lets him

know the chaos has won..

without the firing of a shot.

(or threats of War Against

The Sun.)

+++

He is...

such an anamolous

machine really..

a slave who waves his

banner of truth.

(without caring about

liberty.)

+++

ask tomorrow..

and you'll find

a dead man..

a shadow dancing

with the hidden

rainbow of itself..

killing serpents to

feed The Saint!

(and escape his

self created hell.)

jsh

the old trenchcoat.

The Old Trenchcoat.
++++++++++++++

Last Night I fell asleep
wearing the Old Trenchcoat
you gave me..

and was transported into
this crazy dream starring
a Jack The Ripper style
Vigilante who takes out
all The Scum.

He led Every Monster
into the Sea.

(to the Beating of His
Crimson Drum.)

+++

Phantom Smiles rained
heavily from the watching
masses..

it was a Rainbow
Storm of False Glee..
incapable of penetrating
the Darker Truth.. that
Vengeance can never
possibly restore what
makes us Happy..
and we All view the
world through Shattered
Glasses!!

(I realized this the
moment My Shadow
Took You From
Me.)

+++

On 13th and Mirror
Street..The Residents
have a saying:

"The best way of
looking at things
is to first assume
Everyone is Blind."

Certain Locals believe
they Worship The
Beast..

Others feel they
are The Saviors of
Mankind.

As for Me..
A Lost Man
who found Himself..
(Alone)

I think
Redemption
is something that
only The Self can
Find!!

+++

I woke up in The
Old Trenchcoat you
gave me..

Screaming Madness
at The Walls because
I tripped over countless
Sad Memories on the
way back through my
Minds Broken Door.

And there You were..
Sweet Angel of My
Slavery!!

Perfect..
even unto
Death.

(Lying Lifeless
on The Floor.)

J.Stephen.H.

creating our inevitable fall

Creating Our Inevitable Fall.

___________________________

XIII+++++++++XIII

_____________

Q:) When you don't know where

you stand in the world, is it better

to Jump? (or Sit Waiting for that

Inevitable Fall?)

+++

A:) Few possess little (to any)

Immediate Knowledge of The

Inevitable Fall. (anymore than

that of x_Original Sin_x.)

Most simply declare A State of

Nature.

Or assume that various Gods

(or A God) abandoned them.

(and I love to Hate Loving 
Them All!!!!).

+++

I painted x_Thirteen Mental

Pictures_x across this Sacrificial

Wall of Solipsistic Reason...

then Cried Dead Smiles at Happy

Monkeys who seem more endowed

with x_Soul_x than "I".

They accused Me/Us of

Treason!!

(We Laughed because

Death is A secret Comedy

in which Nothing Sacred ever

Dies.)

+++

And alas!!  
Here

We Stand!!!

(Creating Our

Inevitable Fall.)

j.s.h.

my imaginary funeral

Sometimes I wonder
what my Brains would
look like painted on
A Cold, White Wall.

Would it be Morbid Art?

Or another Weak Man's
Surrender to Life's Enduring
Tragedy?

+++

I'm sitting at My Imaginary
Funeral.

Watching to see who
All gave a shit about
me.

There are two people here.

(and one weeps out of
self-pity.)

+++

In a Chaotic Universe
such as this there are
various possibilities..

two of my favorites
are:

1) all are blameless..

and/or2)

ALL ARE TO
BLAME.

+++

dark turns the day

dark turns the day.
++++++++++++++

Dark turns The Day
My Love..

Dark turns the Day
without you ..

and I no longer
pray to The Above!

( from this Abyss
of Self I fell into.)

+++

Fake are The Smiles
now..

The Fake Smiles These
Petty
Androids cast before
me..

Yet still I try not
to allow!

(My Soul to Bow
to Misery.)

+++

Hope is a Rope
My Love..

A Rope fashioned
into a Noose..

with The Silent
Executioner reigning
Above!!

(Alone as a
Recluse.)

+++

Dark are The
Days My Flame!

The Ominous Days
without your Face..

and I cannot bear
this Mark of Shame!

(which deprives my
Heart of Grace.)

J.S.H.

the devil of lifes nightmare

The Devil of LIfe's Nightmare.
+++++++++++++++++++

I wonder how
close to death I am?

How far from
Life I always was?

Will angels take
me by the hand?

Or toss me to the
flames "BeCaUsE"?!!

(My Soul is Truly
Damned.)

+++

I've wondered
if a God is There?

Listening with
two Loving Ears?

Or am
I The

Devil of Life's
Nightmare?!

(and creator of
ThEsE fEaRs.)

j.s.h.

a his and her grave for 2

A hIs AnD hEr GrAvE fOr 2.
++++++++++++++++++++++

What is
it
that you
see,

(she
asks)

when
you
look into
my
Eyes
of Blue?

I take
a
Drink.

(and
laugh.)

why,
a His
and
Her
Grave
for
2!!

(then
comes
the fated
slap.)

Oh,
the
Slaps!..
yes..
they
are
inevitable..

and she's
fallen
into Love's
Trap!!

(must it
be so
damn
regrettable?)

j.s.h.

when considering the grave.

when considering The Grave.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++

This place is
quite intriguing..

(and I Always
Visit Alone.)

Where the Dead
come to toss their
bones upon the
Crumbling Stone.

(some in laughter,..
others weeping.)

+++

When considering
The Grave,..

I see not a Corpse
reduced to Dirt,
and Dust...

but rather a Waiting
Place which seldom
separates the
Wicked from the Just!

(And ive Forever
been their Slave!!)

+++

I'm here more
often than not it's
been said..

( always
Visiting Alone.)

Here where
The Wandering
Dead

wreak havoc
on my Haunted
Head!!

(and turn
my Heart
To Stone.)

j.s.h.

behind the dying dawn

Behind The Dying Dawn.
++++++++++++++++++

I surround myself
with Pretty Ugly
Things..
except for Echo
and Narcissus..
Who sit laughing
manically by The
Whiskey Springs.
(where many a
Poor Fool Has
Sold his Rented Soul.)

Beauty is overrated
though...
it's like Horror's
Cuter Cousin.
(Who always tries
to come and steal
The Show.)

++++

I taste Dirt in My
Mouth when I hear
New Lovers overstating
their affections,..
(and The Two Shadows
Kissing On the couch
do not greatly assist in
changing my opinions)
Yet everyone else seems
content with these transgressions!

Even a Saint can have devils
in his heart.. waiting to
come out!
For Lust is Nature!
(and We.. it's Faithful Minions.)

++++

It's going to be a Pretty
Ugly Day for Echo and Narcissus..
A day ruled by Queen Cliche, and
The Wicked Reverend Oxymoron...

but, while Most agree that they
want to  kill all of us..
I say the Night has probably always
Reigned!

( Behind The Dying Dawn!)

Still..
The Show ...
The Show
must Go On.

j.stephen.h.

(my first attempted at structured
modernism, with my own parenthetic
twist.)

+++++++++++

Post, Scruptum)
+++
I hope you enjoy walking
blind through a haunted amusement
park of Misplaced Symbols grasping
for a straw to drink the remainder of
your shattered soul with as the cynical
clowns before (and behind) you laugh
in a tragic way that makes you mourn
for this happy world of hapless apes still
convinced a candle of freedom somewhere
burns. (Beyond Lifes Endless Cave.)

A Hot DaY iN hELL

A Hot Day In Hell
+++++++++++++++


T'was a Hot
Day in Hell,
and my Blood
ran Cold..

as Love's
Statue smiled
and gently
Shattered..

not even
leaving a
hand to hold!

(as if it
fucking
mattered.)

+++

I have
a Greasy
Heart
Clogged

to
it's Crippled
Core..

which Beats
(like Madness)
in The Dark.

(where The
Voice of Reason
Screams No
More.)

+++

"Father..
Save Me."..

said The
Monster..

("help me
See with
Golden
Eyes.")

"I did not
mean to
Weep with
Laughter!"

("each time
you mentioned
Paradise.")

+++

Twas A
Cold Day
in Heaven..

and I was
sweating like
Hell..

(looking up
from Far
Below.)

A Saint
before
My fallen
Brethren!

(whose
Angel
Eyes turned
Black and
Hollow.)

+++



J.Stephen.H

+++

before the paupers grave

Before The 

Paupers Grave.

+++++++++++

It is Here

(before 

A Paupers 

Grave)

that I find

Paradise..

when The

Weeping

Dead come

Marching.

(to scratch

out their 

Bleeding 

Eyes!

+++

My Head

was Poisoned

early by 

Fake Hugs,

and Beauty's

Plastic Laugh..

but I blame

Those Angels
in a hurry!

(too busy

to look 

back.)

+++

Oh! A Jester

who dies at 

The Hands of

Boredom,..

should never

Champion

such a Cause.

(since The Jokes

he casts Before

Them seldom

get their Due

Applause.)

+++

It is also Here..

(before The

Paupers Grave)

I find True Hell!!

For when I
dig (and dare
to Face The
Knave.)

I come to 

Realize.

(that I'm

Looking at

Myself.)

J.Stephen.H.

a silence between heartbeats

A Silence between Heartbeats.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++

There is a Silence,,
(between Heartbeats.)
which truly
terrifies Me..
because Bleak Is
The World,

and Angels
seldom come!!..

(except to smother
me in my sleep.)

+++

Dread not
however
Old Lover..

We've been
here before
and shall
recover,..

If Life sees
fit to spare
This Soul!

(we share
 between
eachother.)

+++

I know you
think about it
often..

I think about
it often also...

Sharing
kisses in
Our Coffin!

(though you
still insist that
I am Hollow.)

+++

There is a
Silence in Life
between
God's Heartbeat..

(A Silence only
Dead Men Hear.)

but if Angels
come they only
Whisper!

(Songs of
Suicide
In My Ear.)

j.s.h.

so pretty were the dying skies

So Pretty Are The Dying Stars.
______________________________

He lays in
bed..
Heartsick ..
yet
Lovespent..

Cherished
Before
The
DeAd...!!

Gods
favorite
Saint.

( and
Hypocrite.)

+++

So pretty
were
The Dying
Skies..

(absent of
Angelic
Light.)

those
sweet Grave
Shadows
in Her Eyes!

(that filled
My Soul
with Hell's
Delight.)

+++

He lights
another Coffin
Nail..

watching as
gray plumes
of smoke..

put her under
Loves Odd
Spell!!

(which always
makes him
Choke.)

j.stephen.h.

From His Sleeping Kingdom in The Dirt.

From His Sleeping
Kingdom in The Dirt.
_______________

He misses her
from the gloom...

the cat-like curve
of her
mouth..

the Oceans of
Empathy in Her
Eyes..

That  Laughter
which could fill
A Hearts
Empty Room!

+++

Of This
he is Certain,..

Love can be
Hell.

But..
Loneliness
is Worse!..

Full of
Evil
Secrets
The Dead
would never
Tell!

(From Their
Sleeping
Kingdom In
The Dirt.)

+++

Perhaps it's
only Him..

but The
Stars
seem much
Dimmer...

(since he
Lost His
Only Friend.)

as he stands
below them
Screaming.

(till his
Voice becomes
a whimper.)

"oh,
Bring My
Lovely Back
Again!"

(If Only
while I'm
Dreaming.)

+++

but
The Moon
Laughs Madness
at His Despair..

torturing his
Mind with
Images of Her..

until He
see's Her
Sweet Face
Everywhere!!

(From His
Sleeping
Kingdom in
The Dirt....)

j.stephen.h.
__

note:

this is from
the perspective of
the romantic dead..
(who dream still.)
and attempts
(in vain) to capture
the essence of
That Ever-Loving
Will.

(which fades not.)

j.

an abyss where darkness laughs.

An Abyss Where Darkness Laughs.
_____________________________

Her Eyes Wink
Erotic Gestures in
My Grim Stares
Path.

So..This is what
Angels Are?
(I Ask.)

(how they cure
The Soul of
Wrath.)

++

A Penny For
My Thoughts
would leave
Her Broken,

and Lying on
The Floor,
(distraught)
Mumbling
Hateful
Words
unspoken...!

while flooding
(with tears)
an Ocean!

(full; of
Loneliness
and Rot.)

++

But you left
me here to Rot
"Compassionately"
Right?,...

even thought
I would be
"Better!!"

as if I do not
DIE each Night!,

(Reading Your
Romantic Letters.)

Feeling like
a Parasite..
who Drained
A Pretty
Mind!

(and left Your
Angel Soul
Untethered.)

++

My Eyes cast
an Empty Glare
into The SunLight
of Her Perfect
Stare..

so..This is
Who The
Devil is?

(she asks.)

A Beautiful
Phantom of
Modern Times
who shall lead
Me Nowhere!!

(but an Abyss
Where Darkness
Laughs.)

j.stephen.h

Death Came With A Smile.

Death Came With
A Smile.
_____________

(At Times
Like This)

I Don't
Know
Where
to Turn..

(Headed
Nowhere
Quick.)

and yet
She Wonders..
(as I burn)

Why it Hurts
to Reminisce!

(about
Love's
Lessons
Learned.)

+++

I Told The
Sky  a Secret,
(about My
Tortured Youth.)

and it
Promised
Thus To
Keep it!

(yet Never
Tells the
Truth.)

+++

And so..
The Love
of My
Life has
Murdered
Me,..

(but Still
I'm in
Denial.)

though
She Laughed
and said
"We Are
Destiny!!"

(So Death Came
With A Smile.)

j.stephen.h.

SoMeTiMeS/aLwaYs.

Sometimes/Always.
+++++++++++++++
          +++

(Sometimes) I'm told
My style Confuses,..
(sometimes) I do it
Unaware..
(Sometimes) while
Burning The Midnight
Muses!

(I drown in the Scent
Of Angel Hair.)

+++

(Always) though there
is this Tension..
(always) weighing down
My Heart,..while
(Always) trying Not To
Mention.

(Why My Life is
Dark.)

+++

(Sometimes) Shadows
Dance The Hall,..but
(Sometimes) I act like
they Aren't There,..then
(Sometimes) I write
Bloody Letters on The
Wall!!

(To Illustrate My Souls'
Despair.)

+++

(Always) Dead I Am
Inside..
(Always) Looking for
True Meaning.
(Always) Trying hard
to Hide!!

(from The Child In Me
Lost and Screaming.)

+++

(Sometimes) I say:
"I Do Not Love Her."
and (sometimes) I'm
Almost Self- Convinced.

(Sometimes) She is My
Universe!!

But (Always)
A Sin.

(From Which I Can't
Repent.)

j.stephen.h.

the darkness is all i have

tHe DaRkNeSs Is
aLL i HaVe.
____________

The
Darkness?

perhaps it's
all I have..

(indeed.)

and..
Perhaps
it's All I
Need?
_

Perhaps
Angels flap
their Wings
in Envy?

Seeking to
be Freed.

From the
Mirror.

(Their Own
Worst Enemy.)

j.s.h

ThE cHaOtIc sEa oF mE.

ThE cHaOtiC sEa oF mE.
++++++++++++++++++++
           __________

The Sky seems Barren Today..
(with that Bright Sun Smiling
Deceptively.)

Similar to A Sad Little Angel
Who Lost Her Way.

(and came Crashing Down
into The Tragic Sea of Me.)

oh..The Tragic Sea of Me!
What Fishy Thought Do Swim
in Here!...

with Sharks, and Bottom
Feeders running amok.

(Everytime I Drown Myself
in Beer.)

+++

The Darkness Today has a
"Taste."

Stale Cigarettes,..Olde Tears,..
and Whore's Perfume..

Another Financial Venture
Gone To Waste!

(Another way to Celebrate
My Doom.)

+++

Are you...weak in
The Wings
yet My Angel?

Still Beating your
 head against
The Wall..

(imitating Sad Love
Songs.)

wishing I would
STRANGLE..!?

(on these
"Perspectives"
that were For
You All Along..)

+++

Mmm...Tonight
will be a Better
One I Think..

(but they're always
better when I
Drink.)

A Victory Over
The Faceless Man..

who Challenges
Me NOT to
Think..

about the Red
Tears..dripping
in The Sink!

(everytime I
Imagine Her
or Blink.)

+++

Epilogue:

The Sky seems Cold
This Morning...(with
that Cold Moon still
Hanging Limply In the
Sky.)

Like A Fallen Angel
who did not Heed My
Warning!

(When I Told Her
Thus My Heart Was
Soon to Die.)

j.stephen.h.
(13.)

his 13th cigarette

his 13th cigarette.
_______________

He paints A Monster-Face
Atop The Happy Mask..

and lights His 13th Cigarette.

(the breaks the mirror and
laughs.)

+++

Irony seems to be a Fashion
Statement These Days..that
any fool could imitate.

A Trend for The Sheepish
Mass!!

(which even Apes
Perpetuate.)

+++

He saw Beauty through
blood-stained glasses..

(yet loved it still.)

but as with Anything
such Granduer passes!

( being a Manifestation
of The Will.)

+++

He Writes his Heart
out In His Empty Room..

without a light, nor
warmth..nor View!

Strangely attracted to
The Gloom.

(which paints a Monster
Mask Atop fond Images
Of YOU.)

13

LetTeRs To HeAvEn AnD HeLL

Letters to Heaven and Hell.
___________________

I wrote a Letter
to Heaven Today,
(wondering if I
still Believe.)
and set My Heartfelt
Note Aflame.
(For those Angels
of The Air to Read.)
+++

But The Sky
remained A
Bruised, Gray
Theatre,

as did My
Heart.

(which Wept
in Vain.)

and so it seems
I'll Never Get
Over Her!!!!

(Love's
Phantom
creeping
in My
Brain.)
+++

Each Night
I Scream up
at The Stars,
(through Tears
of Rage)
Dark Hateful
Curses,..

Lamenting She
Who Kissed My
Scars.

(and brought
True Beauty To
My Verses.)
+++

I'm Sorry Love
I could not Be
A Better Man
Than This..
but The Darkness
is My Destiny!

(which entails
Near-Certain
Loneliness.)
+++

I Wrote A
Letter to Hell
Today,
(for in That
Place I DO
Believe.)
and felt My
Heart burst
into Flames!!

Torched by
Love's Grim
Creeping
Phantom!

(Who has
Stained
My Soul
with Grief.)

j.stephen.h.

A Day. (Going On Forever.)

A dAy.
(GoInG oN
fOrEvEr.)
_________________

It's been a Day,
(going on Forever)
and No Greater Pain
can I Remember.

A Day of Hell
like none before!

(which makes
My Heart A
Cold December.)

+++

Why must My Love
Become a Ghost?
(an Apparition Brief
and Fleeting.)

While True Beauty
seems to Haunt Most,
The Minds of Men!

(Awake or
Dreaming.)

+++

For such an
Angel I would
Die,

but when Death
is All One has To
Give,

No Peace could
Anyone Hope To
Find!

(and besides, She
Wanted Me to
"Live".)

+++

It's been a Night,
(going on Eternity)
and No Blacker Rage
could I Imagine.

Thus A Devil is
Born Within My
Heart!

(Who shall Create
A Hell No Soul
Can Fathom.)

j.stephen.h.

chicken or the egg

no more chicken or the egg reasoning.
________________

it was a Cold Day
in Hell when The
Clock Struck Dead...

Love and Loss
were There.

(Two Unstately
Phantoms Laughing
Happily In My
Head.)
++

well...
No More
"Chicken-or-
The Egg"
Reasoning I
suppose..

nor long,
bleak nights
spent hoping
for brighter
days..

that do not
pass away..

like fragile
petals torn
from
the Blackest
Rose!

(placed upon
An UnForgotten
Grave.)

+++

when will the
Clock Just
Shave it's Face?!,

lending to
Love and Loss
True Meaning!

without
senseless
Repetition
For
The Devils
Sake!!

(Or Phantoms
which Rob My
Heart of Feeling.)

j.stephen.h.
















.

+++

through the heaven in your eyes

through the heaven in your eyes.
_________________________

It's said you
cannot Hear
a Smile,
but I (My Love)
Know Different.

I Hear it in
Your Healing
Voice..!

(Reflecting
All Things
Innocent.)

++

Angels
come
in Human
Form,

(of This I
Now am
Certain.)

You Flew
into My
Hearts Bleak
Storm!

(and Closed
Hate's Darkened
Curtain.)

++

It's said
Love cannot
Dry a Tear,

but I
(My Love)
Know
Otherwise!

For Now
I See The
World More
Clear!

(Because
I View it
Through
The Heaven
of Your Eyes.)

j.stephen.h.

The Damning.

The Damning...
___________

Damn this Charmin-
Cottonelle Brain
stuffed stiff with
Sleepless Fabrics
of The Speechless
Dead!

(Damn it and the
way it Clogs my
Unrelenting Head.)

+++

Damn This Dim-
Witted Bleakness
which Defiles My
Deafened Heart!

(and Damn My
Mortal Weakness 
as I struggle with 
The Dark.)

Damn Time and
Every Goddamn
Lie it Tells to
All Dimensions.

(Damn The
Secret Hell I
Hide, in Fear of
That Faith She 
Mentions.)

+++

Damn The FacT
I Cannot Act
Upon The Love
I Feel.

(Damn The
Angels and
Their Pacts
I once
Considered
Real.)

+++

Damn it All,
and Damn it
None,

then Damn
it All Again!

Damn The
Weeping
Midnight
Sun!

(My One
and Only
Friend.)

+++

Damn Me
Love, for I
Am Damned,
and You
shall Soon
Be Too!

But Damn
it Love I
Do Not 
Care!!!!!!

(I'd Die 
1,000
DeAtHs 
with YOU!!!!!!!!)

j.stephen.h.