The September Featured Poet is Christopher Hivner

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THE OCEAN’S EDGE

The footprints
led me to the ocean’s edge
where the waves
reached for me
with grasping tendrils
of white foam
to pull me into
rolling rows of teeth.
Had she gone in voluntarily?
Or been ensnared
by the rhythm
of the fetching sea?
My choice now:
Do I flee
or follow?

INTERNAL DEATH

Into the abyss
I fall from my throne.
Raked by claws,
flesh torn by razor teeth,
the reapers
bleed me
to the desert of maggots.
I made a pact
with the wrong faction,
my grab for the winter ice
has been deflected
by unseen hands
covered with the oil
of internal death.
I will never land
on solid ground,
the talons that stab me
will never retract.
This is my eternal castle,
a black tunnel
straight down.

UNDER

Rain in sparks,
bursts of pin pricks
flaying our skin,
run through the dots
to our haven,
the arms of the father
reaching from the dead gray,
tentacles
sliding between us,
the love that will
pull us under
where the water
speaks in tongues
and the world
tastes like salt.

MATCH MADE

I’ve got a date with an angel,
she’s fallen
and wants to take my soul
but still . . .
I’m back in the saddle.

Christopher Hivner writes from a small town in Pennsylvania surrounded by books and the echoes of music. He has recently been published in Yellow Mama, Dark Gothic Resurrected and Creepy Campfire Quarterly. A collection of short stories, “The Spaces Between Your Screams” was published by eTreasures Publishing. Website: http://www.chrishivner.com