Book of Styx: Second Edition

By Eddy Styx

The Book of Styx is a collection of dark poetry in the setting of howling winds and eerie landscapes. The art comes from the murky imagination of Eddy Styx. Eddy Styx is the male, murderous, alter ego of C.M. Mattison. He has a flare for murder, mayhem, madness and poetry. His poetry will take you to a different world of shadowy reality within the dank, gloomy alleyways of his mind; his reality, where ghosts still walk and the dead have voice and speak, not always in whispers. He invites the reader to enter into this grim world, all of which is in his fevered mind. He is quick-witted and deadly accurate with his switchblade knife. When he takes on the project of murder, there is none like him in dedication. He is a modern day Jack the Ripper. His poetry explores the delicate balance between life and death. With a deft mind, he will take the reader on a macabre journey of a lifetime.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 22, 2011
• ISBN: 9781467869805

Eddy Styx

Eddy Styx lives in an eerie old house where the floors creak, ominously. His hobbies are poetry and the three M’s: motorcycles, mayhem and murder. He lives alone with his Cat, Phineas, a lovely Manx, and several ghosts from his past. At least that is how C. M. Mattison imagines him, for he is her male alter ego and true companion. She lives in Wisconsin with her husband, Steven. They share their home with four cats: Bennington, a Birman, Beauregard, a Birman, Vivian, a Himalayan, and Lucy, a Calico. When she isn’t writing poetry, she spends her time on her two favorite poetry sites: Neopoet at http://www.neopoet.com/ as the poet “Candlewitch” or on “Hooded Stranger” at: http://hoodedstranger.com/forum/portal.php. Visit Eddy Styx at his home site: http://www.hellsgatesguardian.com

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Contents

VIRGIN

SHE

LOVING

INVISIBLE

SUCCULENCE

LIBERATOR

ROAD KILL

IMPOTENCE

INTREPID

OBSCURITY GIRL

FATIMA

CRISIS IN OZ

IN THE GLOAMING

DEAD SEAS

NOCTURNE

CRYSTALENA ASCENDING

CRYSTALENA DESCENDING

CATHARSIS

TOYS?

I AM

SANCTUARY

CHEAT

SCHEHERAZADE

PASSAGE

SENRYU TRIO: HUNGER

SPOILER

APSARA

CONSORTIUM

DARK POSSESSION

RIDE

DERVISH

WHISPERS IN THE DARK

RIDDLE

DARK MISTRESS

RESIDUE

VACU-LASS

LAWMAN

CORE

MUFFLED MELODY

TENURE

MEDUSA

REACH

FRAGMENTS

BETRAYAL

VERBOTEN

SENRYU: AFTERTASTE

KISSING FROGS

SPINDRIFT

SCULPTOR

OSIRIS

MELT DOWN

SACRIFICE

NOCTURNAL

MEDIEVAL

JACK

THORN

LOVER’S ART

YOUNG RIPPER IN LOVE

ON THE SHOAL

MARGUERITE

DREAMER

WORD WARRIOR

BEACON

SERPENT TONGUE

PAIN DEFINED

OUBLIETTE

WATCHED

ULTIMATE ENEMY

WHAT’S IN A NAME

WHERE MONSTERS RESIDE

ANCIENT PURPOSE

ANGLES

SURREPTITIOUS

CONFESSIONS OF THE RIPPER

TOAD & FLY

TRYST

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

CAULDRON

BETWEEN THE LINES

PATH

DREAD

PARADOX CREATURE

RAIN

INDIGO LOVE

LOST TOYS

IN BLOOD

PROMISES OF FLESH

THWARTED

A LIFE IN TIME

JUNKYARD MIND

ROOTS

HILL HOUSE

NIGHTS LIKE THIS

POISONED

EQUAL GROUND

NIGHT MUSIC

HELL HOUND

CRAZY

SOUND OF DREAD

FAMINE OF THE SOUL

DOPPELGÄNGER

EPILOGUE

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

With special thanks to Hooded Stranger, Enda Collins, Louise Mcwhoter, Graham Costagan, Linda Wilson, Cheryl Johnson, and Chrys Bruso who believed in me, and to Steve Mattison, my best friend for kicking me into action and making this book happen.

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VIRGIN

I, the burgeoning eradicator,

dreams haunted by vampires and slayers,

have not yet made my initial conquest.

Decidedly,

I have chosen my first mark…

SHE

I didn’t slay her…

She was gone when I found her,

but,

overcome with curiosity,

I…

softly touched her pale, swollen lips

and

smelled her cream rinse-fragrant hair.

LOVING

I love the corpse

that she is

vivid and still

as a masterpiece

more beautiful in death

color slowly

vanishing

as if brushed

by a pale stroke

for this transitory

moment in time…

INVISIBLE

I am forgotten,

bootless…

I walk the streets

of the unrequited.

I am unacknowledged,

appreciated, not,

for I seek no reward.

A quiet entity,

calling no attention

unto myself.

Unobserved,

I watch

those who would

stand out in the crowd.

Silently,

I seek to know them

only enough to avoid them

and to remain

beyond recollection.

SUCCULENCE

Silhouette in the window

Inciting curves

Enhancement

In shades of gray

On the flat canvas

Of curtain

To taste your treats

Would that they

Come alive

I shall paint your body

In the medium of saliva

I’ve a paintbrush

Behind my teeth

Clever tongue

Sixth digit and

Key to the treasury

Now cover your wanton

In weeds of modesty

Be something you are not

The truth lies in secret

Between me and your shadow

LIBERATOR

Under a street lamp,

within its sickly, yellow glow,

she found me starving.

Looking deeply into

my famished eyes,

I’ll feed you. she said,

"In return, you must feed me…

what is it you’re craving?"

I replied,

with digits twitching,

"I want to touch my fingers

to that translucent, milky shadow,

ahhhhh…

just there…

at the base of your throat,

where the pulse

beats like butterfly wings

against your thin, creamy skin