Author: Chris Robideaux

  • The Tao of the Ant

    Ku-fan-ku, Mindless mind, eternal sight, Pedigree pulp of all in no-time, The red ants remind me of first love, Where I walk upon the broken stones And know all things without thought. My body is the universe my mind has made. Ku-fan-ku, I give thanks up to what At last, is me. The sun is […]

  • Laguna Soulfire Coronations

    Here’s a handful of Fire-echo starheart diadems – For ghost-framed, leaping Leviathans! Photonic Ophelia ossifying, sleeping, Guards my watchwell sweetly – But what kind of echo has this fire? When my starheart bursts with such vertiginous Desire? The self-framed soul sires this flame, leaping From untenable windows Into the unutterable boiler rooms of Time. The […]

  • Improvi-satori

    Growl in hunger lines where music pierces softly and where Icarian troubadours are their own sirens Drowning themselves in romantic ends strangely that stab and stare in the dark, in a dark age that somehow know where its soul must land The insanity of imagining it all! & all day the cells Bristle, mortality shrugs […]

  • Ouroboros Imaginos

    Happy birthday, Brutus, my friend of late Whose Queen of Muses stands high, awaits The happiest of happies hence, O Creator Down my lover’s rabbit-hole ’tis better; But crave or drive or worship or flee Drink down the summer wine’s warm pedigree, “The film noir queen steps down from the screen and waters my orchids […]

  • L’Usurper de l’Amour

    She was prone to moonwrath; She was coming to goldenness; It was an outblown image of potential – Forever was smiling and playing with her hair. Catullus was laughing bitterly, And butterflies opened like hearts, The slaves all walked to the sea, now dark, But she…she was prone to moonwrath, Unleashed upon tides, economies, minds, […]

  • Nine/Nine

    She’s putting the pain in painter again, and it’s not just ice, but fire, too – & there are sperm sprouts in the mulch swamps, & there are hotbeds of uncertainty awash in mercenary wine; So watch a woman’s joy and strength in Music, and watch her transform, As your nights do you, and what […]

  • L’Amour Sanglante

    I want to drown you in this blood That spills hotly from me now; I will baptize you in these sticky iron memories Which have surged since my inception; I will drown you in rich, scarlet blood That in your lover once ran – Dark rivers in his subterranean tunnels Locked in fleshy circumstance, As […]

  • Rites of the Holy Non-Sequitur

    I She sees a road & the dog death comes; Love at school and some have tried. A rare breed and the atom bomb. A blue tree and the night is long. Or not, the divided ice-cream bed – Summers un-forgotten; a rocket to the stars. Plebes in the grid. Before the empires bled. Us, […]

  • Love & Chaos, Canto I

    How can the sun shine so, and freeze us still? In my body there’s an unearthly chill & I think of a woman and wonder why gargantuan love must dwell alone… Why the pink-bloomed tree is never touched once by hands alike, & then I think each cloud, each tree, each soul must go on […]

  • Sugary Prague

    O Sugary Prague draped in its gentle snowfall – Hides love but calls it out as well, As the church spires still reach for heaven, Finding dark chill, still echoing her defenestrations and Kafka-gloom, but Sugary Prague finally falls, And pillows our hardy feet, searching for love amongst the cold stones & hot hearts & […]