Psychagogue

Run away from home to erase the past in exile awaken and feel nothing a dull disgust for the shriveled ecstasy that has outlived their hope Beauty and death have become neighbors Dissolve into the vast sea of human suffering and the diffuse guilt of the life-process itself Try to abolish the past and capture the future To become earthly, the better to suffer To feel death’s threat (Mcmaster) (after Rachel Bespaloff)

heed them leave a paper trail explaining the darkness the lack the deliberate fog called forth by trees and listlessness disinterest in the present suspicion of the past indifference to the coming days discipline i call on thee this stagnant pool grows dim the algae chokes the insects have hatched i remain watching time do its thing explain the darkness deliberate fog

fabric rended distance extinguished blood of dimensional access radiant shores irreversible nonsensical plague disrespect shown to the creation life silence edict enacted doctrine overrode deleted sphere program ululate, be gone

War devours all difference Shows no respect for the unique Ares is just He kills those who kill In the cosmic womb does the destroyer prolong endlessly the victim’s flight Conquerors drunk with cruelty There are no covenants between men and lions Recourse to myth in the face of reason’s paradox A promise of immortality in the supreme detachment of poetry (after Rachel Bespaloff)