A New Obsession

Poetry by Scott Thomas OutlarArt by Charles Kaufman

cupcake-bgI have another obsession to kill

its wings are black as the night sky

this moon is draining my soul

the tide will never pull back


I found a fierce set of eyes in her head

they stared like daggers to my side

the savior couldn’t survive this attack

I’m better off hanging from the sun


I burnt a hole in my palm for fun

telekinesis summoned from the depths

occult wisdom bites in the ass

thought I had this voodoo in the bag


I know my empathy remains alive

because I still feel low when you’re down

like a punch to the guts with harsh truth

that lets me know my heart still beats


 Turning the Cycle  


When I sneeze,

I see God.

Killing my mind

to reach Nirvana.

When I weep,

the flood comes.

Cutting my vein

to save the world.

When I rest,

the wars cease.

Enter my dreams

to slay the Beast.

When I scream,

the thunder roars.

Bringing the rain

to cleanse mortal flesh.

When I sing,

the stars shine.

Turn on the light

to chase away shadows.

When I feast,

the silence arrives.

Sacrifice my meal

to keep the cycle turning.

When I fuck,

the seed blooms.

Sowing the fields

to reap evolution’s rewards.

When I die,

the dust forms.

Burn until ash

to call out the Phoenix.

Scott Thomas Outlar survived both the fire and the flood…now he dances with the waves of the Tao River while laughing at and/or weeping over the existential nature of life. His chapbook “A Black Wave Cometh” is available on Etsy through Dink Press. More of his writing can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.


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