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The poetry of Kevin Trent Boswell 

The newest poetry title, Time for Nothing- Poetry, Prose, and Song Lyrics

Dirt

Dirt

“Dirt” – prose from Out on the Killing Floor by Kevin Trent Boswell 

©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell

This piece of prose is from a book of horror poetry. What is horror poetry? Imagine that Stephen King wrote poetry and prose instead of novels and short stories.

This particular piece is about the climate crisis. It’s an imaginary interview with an American farmer in the not so distant future, a dystopian vision of the runaway effects of climate change.

The book is available here:

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Strange Leaf

 You might have heard the audio track for this but trust me, the video is an entirely different kind of experience.

This world has been encoded for your protection. The original poem, “Strange Leaf” is published in the book title, remission, available on Amazon 

and at Conjure Work.

The audio track for “Strange Leaf” is available as a free download at the Patreon page, Magus72.

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birthday basket 

This is something that I wrote today, to say thank you for all the kind birthday wishes. It means a lot and I appreciate it.

On my birthday, June 21, 2018

For all of you 

- - -

glow bright,

torch flame ball 

squeezes 

through the cracks 

in the wall 

of the circled garden, 

zapping flowers and faces 

with light and warmth

illuminating orb climbs atop 

the back of a crab carriage 

and takes up its reigns 

ten miles down the trail

then ten more and

a final ten days, still

of all the gifts 

possible to call satisfying, 

none is more so 

than having a handful of faces 

you know and welcome 

into your eyes

arms about you, 

a band of those who can be counted as your people 

and you 

as one of their own 

in this, my mem-heh day, 

I dig into my pockets 

and find only useless 

bits of nothing, 

ridiculous things like gold 

and documents of ownership, 

certificates of overpriced 

possessions,

keys to things,

things that are kept 

locked away 

for fear of their loss... 

I instead grab for paper and pen and offer you instead,

something truly useful

a small scrap of peace

like the Christ split the 

loaves and fishes, 

I will break this bread of joy 

with all of you, 

we will divide it between us 

until there is no more left

with each disappearing morsel, 

may you, like Osiris, 

be reconstructed,

made whole 

enjoy your slice of cake

it was never mine, anyway;

nothing ever was

the things I called my own

were spells, illusions,

glamours and self-deceptions

the only thing real is that

which I give to you 

may it sustain your hearts 

through lonely periods 

may it entertain you 

during dullness 

may it prevent you 

from doing stupid things 

when you are angry 

or afraid 

may it protect

 you 

from the attacks of others, 

may it protect you 

from the awful attacks 

that you launch 

upon yourself 

may it make you laugh 

when you’re down 

and seemingly out

may it be a cornerstone for you, 

as you succeed 

and build your new palaces 

in the sun

take this and share

like a plant cutting, 

spread it 

like wildfire, 

let it swallow the whole

branding genuine smiles 

on the faces of all you people, 

you children 

of birth and growth, 

decline and 

the final surrender to sleep 

let this stupid, 

silly smile disease 

infect you, 

let the epidemic of laughter 

sweep 

over the land

taking you utterly 

and joyfully 

by surprise 

By Kevin Trent “Magus” Boswell

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untitled

a pinch of madness

the insane notions of a poet, sorcerer,

a singer of peculiar songs,

the rhythmic, vain ideations of one

who conjured strange creatures

from the cauldron of creation

over and beyond this threshold, 

you partake of the leisures of sound and sultry syllable

lessons and lectures and laughters 

and the lesions of wounded minds, 

weary with the weight of life

and giddy with the youthful joys of the coil-sprung death instrument 

called cosmos and its temporal, jittery stasis 

tune in to the mad frequency of the hatter's harp

feel the feathery quill between your fingers, 

scratching the soft illusions of underworld cathedrals

onto the digital parchment of binary scrolls

and into the thousand, orb-like eyes of the argus 

place your hand into a nebulous, darkened grab bag 

of glasslike candies and venomous serpents

here, you will know not the quilted comforts of certainty 

but only the gambler's thrill, that of wanton abandon 

mercurial mirth whispered in your ear

tip me for a tune and I will write you a rhyme

receive the song by bartering for the verse with a dime 

the witch ways abound in this universe of sound

words walk here... like men... 

men who speak lessons,

instructions in the summoning of demons,

demons who cut doorways in the daylight,

doors through which only angels may pass,

these angels enter into the earth and make oddly-perfumed flowers, 

flowers that bloom children under the cold rocks of winter,

children who spend their time slaughtering gods for sport,

beautiful, terrible gods that bleed dying stars,

stars that used their last, tortured breaths… 

to spit the dust and the light

that is you

by Kevin Trent Boswell (aka Magus)

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little devils

by Magus (Kevin Trent Boswell) 

(for Jess)

clandestine sprites may try to intervene

and pixies seek to get in between

but I still would find some way, some mean

to get back to see her face gleam, somehow

I might be troubled by a nebulous moon

who would have me, to some other, cast my rune

but although I barely know her, I swoon

when the scent of her, like a tune, rises up to me

if all things were equal, I doubt that I'd care

but all things are not equal and so I will share

my time with her, whether here... or there

and it matters not where or when, so long as it's now

a black magician may throw cursed stones in my path

to steer me away, as result of his wrath

and try to keep me from her, but I would just laugh

and giggle a bit as I knock and she asks who it might be

as I said it's all conjecture, what I know of her

and the universe itself might be against us, as it were

but I, never having been one whom reason would stir,

to learn all about her is to be my new vow

and so to the pixies and to the moon, I say fie!

I kick the black magician and spit in his eye

and the universe, so far as I care, can lay down and die

so long as she makes some time on her calendar free

More from Kevin Trent Boswell: 

Kevin Trent Boswell, Magus at CD Baby

Kevin Trent Boswell on YouTube

http://antiverse.webs.com

https://theplasticinfinity.com

Kevin Trent Boswell on Reverb Nation

Magus, (Kevin Trent Boswell) at Instagram

Kevin Trent Boswell on Facebook

Kevin Trent Boswell on Twitter

https://conjurework.com

Kevin Trent Boswell on Google+

https://www.patreon.com/magus72

Magus, Kevin Trent Boswell, Conjure Work at VK.com

https://plus.google.com/u/0/+MagusBoswell72/posts

https://www.flickr.com/photos/conjurework/

https://www.linkedin.com/in/magus-boswell

https://kevin-trent-boswell.tumblr.com

Kevin Trent Boswell on Sound Cloud

Kevin Trent Boswell, Conjure Work on Flickr

North Carolina Occult Community

Kevin Trent Boswell on Myspace

Stumble Upon - Magus, Kevin Trent Boswell, Conjure Work, Antiverse

Magus at OK.ru Kevin Trent Boswell

Kevin Trent Boswell, Magus at CD Baby

tree

The Cosmic Tree

tree

12 angels all ‘round the white tree

whirling, revolving... merrily 

7 gods dance inside the inner ring

through a divine geometry they sing

stars, cubes and triangles complement

forms are forged, broken or bent

impulses forged into solid form

an orbiting of fragmented shells, aswarm

36 roots plunge deep into hell, bottomless 

72 branches reach up for the abyss 

deep within the concentric rings of the tree

if able to discern in the dark, one might see

another band of gods and angels do swing

around a similar, black tree, and sing

outside the concentric band of spheres 

if one listens closely, a faint whisper he hears

of yet another song, sung in wicked delight 

of shapes and structures that covered the light

allowing darkness to brew and cook

in cool, dank pocket, corner and nook

if not too bored, confused or tired,

perceive just how far these songs have conspired

inward and outward, in every direction

songs of right, wrong and correction 

left, up, forward, right, back and down

pictures swirl, from sole to crown

so much, so fast, so slowly occurring 

through thought and feeling, swim without stirring

one’s position might come to be

believe all of it and none of it, simultaneously 

this stance without standing might bring to you friend,

knowledge without knowing, of beginning without end

Written on Christmas Eve, 2017

by Magus (Kevin Trent Boswell)

in Wilmington, NC