Insomniacidal (Ft. GG).

red moon’s
peculiar night climbing a cricket eye;
Lazarus the dead, fingers of the moon
colder than the dust of a poet
I leave to hide my wind-wept ghosts,

and plead to the shattering in star-death
to star-death; I fall,
broken off the spore
like mold.

a charred moon's vining 
velvets winding 
around the stem 
of a crystal
a wasted land, the headless
scan seeds raped 
the outsides frosted 
on love's eyes, 
please peel the 
crickets from 
this bed of 
off white lies
like I tried, 
then go Lazarus the dead
resting from their 
tinder boxes
and give me back 
my head before 
the bullet  
and i feigned 
find refuge in  
a dead tree, 
the after-breath of a 
star, dissolution, 
in disunity, fangs 
deep in womb's 
darker fruits, 

take me away, let 
me breathe 
trust i'll float in  
a storm's
the infant midst night's 
wiser stars, i'll meet  
you wherever  
you are. 


undress my undead
insomniacidal, in 
voice tone
tragic, is it not, in
the ossification of 
and stirs of despair, 
conjure nothing 
but a dream?  
Ghosts of lovelorn, 
incinerate me in a
tomb of your 
and you, you can take  
the head out of 
my mind;  
and in my dreams, take 
the child, I was her, ever chasing her 
for touch.
dissolving in threat 
of a bloody  
chew the scent of the 
ethereal abyss  

in our duplicity,
have we lost
our minds instead? 

I don’t know:
a dead fool is 
better than gold.

Dust motes meet
the dead ghosts;
our oasis drowns
and in whispered breath, 
I see the autumn lichen  
swirl into fresh 
cocktail of  
with a candle path
lit to the 

 © 2020 All Rights Reserved and Grumpy Gorman (GG). 

A poem collaboration between me and Grumpy Gorman (he’s not grumpy—he just wants you to think that). We worked on it for awhile, writing, rewriting each other’s lines and adding to them as well.

Hope you could enjoy our work. Also be sure to check out GG’s poetry, he’s an artist with words and it was an absolute honor working with him.

25 thoughts on “Insomniacidal (Ft. GG).”

    1. Thank you, Grace, so much. ❤ ❤ I blame Anthony for that too in this poem. He really inspired me to go all out in my verses, just from his alone in this collab. He’s truly an outstanding writer that’s worth his salt.


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