Midday Milton tales,
far from society’s modern times.
Cuddling against my lady love,
I read his gospel passages.
He tells of a lost paradise
that only few spectators have been to.
It has been said time and time again
that humanity’s downfall begins from
within and exits through one’s words,
like demonic ectoplasm from
teenage mediums, practicing their craft.
A section from the Mahabharata,
triumphs and tragedies from
Indian time fields being
translated to one’s eyes content.
Is it wisdom that we seek, or
As the night approaches,
Darkest Dante must appear.
His Lucifer brings pity,
such pity throughout every cell and nook.
Saw Ganesha walking alongside
Vishnu and his meditative position,
mumbling miscellany under their breath.
One solitary bite into this feast
and one becomes more grateful than Gilgamesh.
This scrumptious cactus causes
Sumerian dreams that awaken the inner self.
Homeric wars ensue between
uncivilized nations of
barbaric anarchy, unfolding gore galore.
Take one last gulp of life water
before adjourning to supper’s sonnets.
Z.M. is a poet, editor, occasional essayist, and poetry activist. He has been a written-word poet for almost two decades and a spoken-word poet for four years and is co-owner and co-editor of Transcendent Zero Press, an independent publishing house for poetry that produces an international quarterly journal known as Harbinger Asylum, with founder Dustin Pickering. He has published four books of poetry, including: Take Me Back, Kingswood Clock! (MavLit Press), The Wandering Poet (Transcendent Zero Press), Wolf: An Epic & Other Poems (Weasel Press), as well as a book-long confessional poem, Cuentos de Amor (Red Ferret Press). You can find him on Twitter, Tumblr, Youtube, Soundcloud, and Linkedin.