DARK MATTERS: NAKED by Moriah M. Mylod

I will not work for Physicality I will work for Experience not Things Things are nice, but useless Because they all end up disappearing In the Wrong Hands The Light that disowns the Evil Places Inside each Vessel Is your obsession based on Love? Who is your Authority? And to acknowledge the Dark is to bring to Light To face Yourself in bareness That was absent of The World before Naked thy enter Naked thy depart Naked thy return  Mixed media by MMM Continue reading DARK MATTERS: NAKED by Moriah M. Mylod

DARK MATTERS: DECAY by Moriah M. Mylod

I like to think of my worries as such: A decaying tree that lays in the entrance of a walking path Where it vanishes at the edge and stings like a thorn bush stab From the Sycamore that rests here on the brim Between the feminine Ted Bundy and the reincarnated Hitler If it weren’t that fucked up now… Wait… See… Where the wars of Evil vs. Evil Drop into its own pits of Tyranny Mixed Media by MMM Continue reading DARK MATTERS: DECAY by Moriah M. Mylod

DARK MATTERS: SCHIZOPHRENIA by Moriah M. Mylod

Satan’s in the sole of my left shoe We are having a confetti conversation now The words from your lips are bursting in colors of blue, yellow and red Floating pieces that never hit the ground Zenu is my mother Her ship will be here any minute To drop off money just in time for the birth of my baby Jesus The CIA is onto me, they hear and see everything I do and say Are you listening? WE ARE NOT CONNECTED, WE ARE NOT CONNECTED There is a funeral every evening at the head of my bed… But no … Continue reading DARK MATTERS: SCHIZOPHRENIA by Moriah M. Mylod

DARK MATTERS: CANDLES by Moriah M. Mylod

Light Little Soft Candles In the darkness of your house Turn on the light Of familiar voices Inside Then go in circles Up and down the halls Until exhaustion makes you invisible Standing asleep and naked in the hall Blank staring while dreaming of flying & floating And gently sang to sleep Loud then soft melodies to silence the violence That just takes place right down the hall In the few lit rooms of my house   Mixed Media by MMM Continue reading DARK MATTERS: CANDLES by Moriah M. Mylod

DARK MATTERS: ATLAS by Moriah M. Mylod

I’m not the obsessed kind hashtag lie, hashtag liar I just like to think a lot For hours and periods of time like pivoting gears Paralyzed by motion And spinning from perseveration The kind that clank together If not gently rolled over Like the passing of a dark purple cloud in a pink salmon sky It is when you grow brighter Is when they try to snuff you out So… You grow up smaller Like a little Atlas carrying the weight of the world on your back The world is… But a crying baby that just wants To Be. Picked … Continue reading DARK MATTERS: ATLAS by Moriah M. Mylod

DARK MATTERS: ORPHAN by Moriah M. Mylod

I was scared of the dark I was scared of the dark I was scared of the dark monsters   I hallucinated at night as a child When everyone was asleep I was in beds of bugs and beasts They were real as day Haunting in the night I got out of the prison of my sheets To flip on all the lights in my house To walk slowly in circles Until I  was so exhausted I fell asleep in the hallway Where I stood staring naked Dreaming of flying and floating   I was scared of the dark I was … Continue reading DARK MATTERS: ORPHAN by Moriah M. Mylod