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In the quiet click of forbidden gears,
the gate unfolds.
Chains whisper scripture across trembling flesh.
Pleasure and torment blur in crimson light—
for in the labyrinth below,
every desire is answered…
and every answer bleeds.

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The box turns once—
and heaven forgets your name.
Iron whispers bloom in the dark,
where angels dare not breathe.
Pleasure sharp as scripture
writes itself in scars.
Open the door gently…
hell has such sights to show you.

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Hooks whisper hymns in the dark,
Pleasure sharpened into art.
A puzzle opens, heaven splits—
Silk and steel on willing lips.
Pain blooms like a crimson rose…
Paradise is where the blade goes.

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Steel whispers where shadows dwell,
A box unfolds the gates of hell.
Chains like prayers through velvet night,
Pain becomes a burning light.
In the dark where angels fell—
Black wings rise and toll the bell.

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The box turns once.
The air remembers pain.

Chains whisper sermons
no heaven would dare speak.

We came seeking pleasure—
and found eternity
waiting
with hooks.

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Bougainvillea A sonnet to the most idiosyncratic flora and fauna to Southern California, the bougainvillea flower and the mysterious but musical cicada. Andy Seven Ltd. stress to impress on bouzouki and synthesizer

"Bougainvillea is a fleur du mal; bougainvillea is a bouquet of poison"...now on SoundCloud. #soundcloud #indiepoetry #gothpoetry #neofolk #industrialfolk #poetrysky

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Succubus Succubus is a fever dream of an encounter with an erotic spirit. Andy Seven Ltd played synthesizer, Sad Boy played bass, and Robodyke played drums. Copyright 2025, Scuzzbuster Music (BMI). All rights

Succubus, my latest electronic erotic poem is about a sexual nightmare in the dead of night. #vintageelectronica #poetry #poetrysky #poetsofbluesky #gothpoetry #spokenword

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Even in the most ordinary places, shadows find a way to bloom 🖤🌌

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Fog Machine Salvation: The Batcave Poems Fog Machine Salvation is a collection of collage and cut-up poems based on the Batcave, an early ‘80s club-night that is considered to have birthed London’s goth movement. The idea to play with old ...

Happy World Goth Day 🦇🦇🦇

My new poetry chapbook, based on 1980s goth night THE BATCAVE, is now available 🖤

Check out FOG MACHINE SALVATION here:

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Connection

Connecktion

(Con)nection

Connect

Shun

Con

Neck

Shun

Con(next)ion

Con

NEXT

shun

connection...?

- dolorem 🥀

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Im perfectly sane, promise 🤪😈

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Kinda glad there's AI... I mean, would rather AI do the blood words rather than... well... ouch

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bind your pain

to my soul

and reclaim

what they stole

- dolorem 🥀

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Inspiration from Tangled Before Ever After series, it is a must watch!

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Pandæmonium in White Heath...

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Sleepless by Frogg Corpse
(A reverse poem)
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Bet it All on Black
by Frogg Corpse 

Still, it's dark, 

From where I've come, 

Long I've waited 

To pass the storm. 

This growing haste 

On balmy nights, 

Of who will love us 

Under endless skies? 

Condemned this ground 

Where words left shunned, 

Placed my dreams 

Into a thoughtless urn. 

Bid my time 

And chanced their run, 

On a still lone thought 

Bearing a carrow'd fortune. 

Placing it all on 

. . .Y o u. . .

Bet it All on Black by Frogg Corpse Still, it's dark, From where I've come, Long I've waited To pass the storm. This growing haste On balmy nights, Of who will love us Under endless skies? Condemned this ground Where words left shunned, Placed my dreams Into a thoughtless urn. Bid my time And chanced their run, On a still lone thought Bearing a carrow'd fortune. Placing it all on . . .Y o u. . .

Bet it All on Black
by Frogg Corpse
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A Dead Ringer
by Frogg Corpse

As it walked a midnight clearing 
Dressed of dirt and suit unthreading 
Doors of dread--attached to shackle 
Pull casket blessings through forest meadow. 

Coffin coffers of obol'd tokens, 
Spill from mouth 
Tasting: of blood and silver. 
A lonely jaunt where jogger's jog, 
Cracked and split: of ankles popped 
Dragging skin--where crawlers crawl, 
Over lunar hedges, by embalming arms. 

Rotting spreads-slowing stance 
Of prickly pine and orchid stench 
Plucking lilies for wreathe to bend 
Ne'er-the-place, dirt lain gives. 
Soilent mirth from walker drifts 
Under row where dirt lanes shift. 
A caw of crow--in peace we miss, 
A bearer's noting - to burn the remembrance. 

Thirst relentless, bathed in soil 
Tugging chain by burial haul, 
It wept no streams of cedar pulled 
By the flooded feet of its galleon goods. 
From its sound rang casket chimes 
A minted proof for a funeral ride. 
On passing feet: above six to climb, 
Rousing row from their long goodbye.

A Dead Ringer by Frogg Corpse As it walked a midnight clearing Dressed of dirt and suit unthreading Doors of dread--attached to shackle Pull casket blessings through forest meadow. Coffin coffers of obol'd tokens, Spill from mouth Tasting: of blood and silver. A lonely jaunt where jogger's jog, Cracked and split: of ankles popped Dragging skin--where crawlers crawl, Over lunar hedges, by embalming arms. Rotting spreads-slowing stance Of prickly pine and orchid stench Plucking lilies for wreathe to bend Ne'er-the-place, dirt lain gives. Soilent mirth from walker drifts Under row where dirt lanes shift. A caw of crow--in peace we miss, A bearer's noting - to burn the remembrance. Thirst relentless, bathed in soil Tugging chain by burial haul, It wept no streams of cedar pulled By the flooded feet of its galleon goods. From its sound rang casket chimes A minted proof for a funeral ride. On passing feet: above six to climb, Rousing row from their long goodbye.

A Dead Ringer...
by Frogg Corpse

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