that ancient midnight listener.

ThaT
AnCiEnT
mIdNiGhT
LisTeNeR.
++13++

Her Voice
was once
A
Whisper.

Because
She Feared
The Evil
One.

That Ancient
Midnight
Listener!

(Who Plots
His
Vengeance
On The Sun.)

+

I Exist
between
2-Shades of
Gray.

Searching for
A
Fading Light,

that shines Through
The
Cracks of Yesterday!

(though it's
often Eaten
By
Life's Parasites.)

+

But is
There More
(Within This
MyTh)
To See?

Than Horror
Films
which Play
In
Memory?

And what
Else
Could I Be?!!

(if Not
The Angels'
Enemy.)

+

Her
Voice
is
Now
A
Sacred
Rose.

Because
Her Soul
Transcended
The
Wicked
One.


Forgetting
A
Past of
SecreT
SoRRowS!!

(and
Reuniting
With
The Sun.)

j.stephen.h.

for i walk this valley of discord

For I Walk This
Valley of Discord.
+++++++++++++++
Oh,

"lead me to A Mountain
Lord,
so I may Sing your Praise!"

"For i WalK
This
Valley of Discord!"

(and Waste
My Fruitless Days.)

"I want to Hear Your
Angels
Speak Unto My Restless
Heart,

and
strengthen everything
grown weak!"

(Within
This
Soul Turned
Dark.)

"oh,

Lead me To
A
Mountain Lord, so
I
May Sing Your
Praise!"

"For In This
Valley
of Discord,

The Devil Rules
My Days!!""

(amen?)

j.stephen.h.

for my beloved friend/aunt
Shelly Thompson Davis.

(hebrews 13:2)

Heart-Break Face

Her Face
Spelled
Heart-Break
that was
beggin for
A Kiss.

and,

God Damn
This Hell
We Make!

(for the sake
of
temporal bliss.)

you really broke
me love

you really broke
me;

(he said)

but now i've
mended, and
am
back for more!

break me love
break me!

(destroy me 1,000
times worse than you
ever did
before.)

j.s.h.