Oneiros Books' Titles

 

A number of reduced-price titles, along with a couple of free downloads, ('Of Dead Silences' & 'Of The Nothing Of'), are available here

'drag waste haven' - Incunabula Media (excerpt)

 

… in the lapse lack burn of exigency ache of turn into of the shiv in one’s throat cut above a nothing echo of the call …

 

… dread cold weight expel to the hilt of haven a knock of blood to turn in the closed wound a nothing an ember colourless abandon the door slams shut in the night …

 

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… all spoken as if to collect in wry dream stylus breakage have of the have not known of the cold collect the breakage ache of tears that froze weight waters known no speech exert …

 

… all closed until of the bone weight of blood to collect an echo a dredge a speech impediment of grace sucking on the light as if to bereft a none an ember trace … 

 

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… a dead meat shadow & a butcher’s light till turn of in the fettered blood an asked of in closure dawn the walls vibrate I screams awakened in the ember lapse to beseech …

 

… cold worship hollow excrement of… breakage ocular… all spoken for in the lapse of return of through the catascopic churn of once weight a known nothing a searing edge in the night …

 

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… all as if unto of the reduct of weightless breakage solvent colourless wreckage exposure the bitten haven …

 

… as drag of haven as if once could & the lapse of hollow shells cracked expel of blood in half-light razor lapse cold reek a severance a wordless edge beyond …

 

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… what cold what matter the dreams that caress in haven drag of pitch-cold exposure to the dreaming else of which the sun’s echoing as it recedes to the lifeless quarry of extant …

 

… all breakage follow unto of the parry unto of the voidal teasement of desire an extent to which fucking avaricious slide into of the … 

 

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… all known to trace in phallic overtures of desire emblems of wastage the lapse into of the waters taken to of the reach the adream …

 

… all sudden as if to taken from till search all closed the record the dense haven of all known in a bitten lock of absence cold dust to know of the ascent …

 

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… all shadow’s drift through filter tidal exposure a collective lightless known in the breakage severance nothing of in the amber silences …

 

… all what echoed in the shut door slam it foreign drift of blood… tidal as of which to collide with in the null & echo of desire to drift oceanic burn in the cold light of spectral knowledge … 

 

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… dead underwaters corpse of exposure the wreckage avalanche of nothing in the turn close as if once could expectancy of resist …

 

… traipse of cold longing burn of in the throughout to the edge of void as if to redeem where nothing of in amber collision drift of once bled echoed of … 

 

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… hands that churn in blood light the exposure of waste unto in the absurd fade of …

 

… a throat gashed across the lapse of night into of the which ever to collects as teaming shoal of maggot speech & the collect of birthed blind emptily exposure tide …

 

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… squalor of the emblem skull the pit bitten circus weight of expectancy tidal as one should to the waters led unto the waters cannot drink it cannot …

 

… sudden as if to devour the cold wreckage of flayed breathe secrets to expel as if to say …

 

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 … dead white light of haven skin …

 

… night’s passage from once grin of through the barren teeth of edge as if to blood of the once a dream an expectancy a lapse of cold colours here of which echoing out into as if to churn weight recollect of …

available here

'in circuit colours' - (Incunabula Media)

 

'A haunting organic and erotic series of pieces of writing showing maybe a new direction for McAloran's work. The underlying spirit is still well in the cthonic realms of Artaud and Masson but the direction is more obviously affirming.' DM Mitchell

You can find it here:

https://incunabulamedia.com/michael-mcaloran

'lightless pageantries', (Creative Writing Department)

 

now available with a new cover design

from 'vault', (2010), reissued 2026, (Incunabula)

 

smear-

rat’s tooth

bone kiss

sea of marrow

sea of flesh

a blackened sky through

which the carnival rides

a bleached moon

salve of no purpose

a retort

scraped from the banquet

of the skull

in my dreaming I die

meat dissolving in frozen light

the blade bites deep

strikes vein

kiss of the skyline

words retract into flesh erased by

the depths of the void

bone tooth

sea of rats

kiss of marrow

sea of flesh

in my dreaming my death-stripped flesh

burning to ashes

a black vault opens

the eyes roll back

a taste of blood

a smear

of electric light

assassin-

the winds have

 absolved

the assassin

walls

breaking from the

corners of

the finality of the sky

churned flesh gutters like

a final flame

the teeth rip the skull to

shredded laughter

the meat of the impoverished

tongue wilts in the

after-birth

of desire’s quarry

the nothingness of listless stone

whispers

the breath expired escapes

like a whipped canine

the assassin walls shed frugal tears

the cracked skin of nothing ever

splits beneath the veils

wordless smiles devoured traced by the

skin of the dark

the cold weight etched

void of elixirate

of purity

the Shadow breathes in endlessly

burning grating flesh

at the edge of the abyss

the true laughter of denuded ice

words the eviscerations that

the silence feeds upon

as the silence

erases

grave-digger-

obliterated sun

a jugular bled

beneath the shadow

of night’s sky

a bulb of laugher

birthing

in the

delight of death

the breath is night also

a harlequin desire

in a gilded locked cage

the sequins of the winds drag

the entrails

from the blood-streaked dark

a collision of bone the charity laid to waste

in a labyrinth of laughter

the fingers trace the edge of the blade

skull of exhumed particles of rotting blood-

soaked sands

laid to rest in the death of X.

(X. reeks of filth in the silent amber of

The artificial light)

a shattered window of existence fades out

the embalming night endless peels from the earth...

a smear of the grave-digger

vibrating

in violent coloured smiles

draped shroud of atrophic wasted funereal tears.

available here

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Some pieces from 'all shadow sung' - Incunabula Media 2026

originally published under the title 'the elsewhere none', in Var(2x) 

also from 'all shadow sung'

'in circling light' - Incunabula Media

 

"surface of silence. dead distance of in-tread. null of what till extent of breath of logger-held. known of in touch of echo trace. till renounce of colour too. till known what of in circling light. cleave of eye in an extend of word wind stretch. shadow-tone asks of in extend of dreamscape as of sun’s accord. " A palimpsest in words and images of the spectral dimensions of memory, desire and loss that overlays our everyday world.

'in circling light', a new collaborative work by DM Mitchell & Michael McAloran

Incunabula Media

'in vibrate realm', available from Incunabula Media

 

coil turn

the rip of seedless blood &

the ache of exposed actual turning in the rip of

endless

into of in the which non-

known

collective breakage bone severance

the out-step spit into of the once till breathless

churn of white spasm light

blinding the eyeline

the nothing extant

in the blood-turn upturned

silence

return it-of of shadow &

the dregs of speech

given to vocal the absurdly mocked in-turn

specious to claim

whereof

what matter-line/

=

bones from out of which the alone as shadow

turning in depth

accord no

& the pistol-whip of null

cutchel to kill of the rip-speech petals blood’s light cast

upon exposed shit-dream nothing

embers collide

it-known

asked as if one could till redeem till turn white silence

action(ic)

till drag of soiled light across the surface a skyline

the rip of seasonal

cold asked of as if

to shed

as one could

nothing of to the devour/

=

extinction toothen

the raw teeth of mind no

no nothing of in the breakage ambiance

sunlight

sudden as if to devour

drag taste haven recollect in the breathe of absence taste

till of in the

skull of know

ache of closure nothing extend

& the depth

the rip of white blood burning in terror’s claim

it-speak as if one could

cold light

burn of what circus climatise

extent &

the burn of sands beneath bare flesh

churn of which how goes the ache to trust

shadows as if to remark upon

closure depth

what eye/

=

stillness to breach

sickless the

love that out-chase-of-response-closure nothing haven

& the exposed blood known of in the

grit of powdered shadow

the like of which

gunsmoke powder-dust

the blood of nothing harvest of cold meat

it-lock of nothing ever of the null

of the once the

sound of zero turning its silence to the extent of nothing

more

it-spit kill kick it carvage

the obsolete meat

a null & void &

the light that forever recoils to extent it ever of the kiln’s

redeem

a piss-reek of shadow

a broken lock a measurement of desire

traced across the flesh

what/

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'in vibrate realm' is now available from Incunabula Media

'surface tension' - Michael Mc Aloran - Incunabula Media 2025

 

(Incunabula Media 2025), now available via the link, along with a number of other more recent  titles by me. The book also contains fine imagery by DM Mitchell:

'surface tension'/ Michael Mc Aloran 

'burnt oceanic' - samples - Incunabula Media 2025

 

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turn white light of the beknown


in the meat of blood-let
carriage of


the bone residue


till carcass of the once an execution of echo’s tide
a breakage


a film of pageantry disclosed


the rip of circuit marrow of the caress is
the burn what feel


a dead/
a culture of wounds


to taste of what wind in the night-long excise


steel drawn in an incommunicable
extent


a barrage
a broken by if what/


long of to the turning of
to breach


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of the ache of what once in astringent an extol
where blood is the
ache of death

birthed in the silence of never having been


a rip
a broken exposure tilt of fragrance


piss for blood & the
lightless


exposure eight fingers two thumbs
other than what of until


an unsung savagery
in the naught of extension


extinction in the raw riot of teeth exposed
a smear of breath


the burn
the epoch


of null pre-
destined to crack apart


=


falter lack in forage closure wound


a drift
a spectacle of light


turning in the extension
of shadowing


rupture nothing film across the eye


a dishevel
a breakage of frozen surface weight


as of in the unknown oceanic
burning an abort of


silence
never to have once of the being known


till spoken from


distance amber night
as recollect


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traced without longing of the snap-wing tone
by the rich pageantry


of inversion


cold depth a density of extension
till tilt of lack


an abort
a senseless shard breakage beating the wholeness
of skin taunt


at the edge of redeem


nothing’s bones a worship a solace
to collect the detritus


& shape where once was syndicate
a workage


a stolen desire of the extension of silence
ripping the absence


colours set free
to bite


=


silence of the once that never if
till close of light &
oceanic burn


sliver desire weight close of nothing’s amber fade


the brittle haven of ever
nothing of in the abort of speech reclamation
given to shadow


all world windows close fingers around the dreamt skyline


all of in the density of
the meat &
the worthless vision in sharded semblance


knowing of the once before


as of till nothing’s
escapade eye till final


ripping apart the
meat of mind


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You can get it here:

https://incunabulamedia.com/michael-mcaloran

'burnt oceanic' - Incunabula Media - 2025

 *NOW AVAILABLE* from @incunabulamedia : 

'burnt oceanic' #poetry 42pp which includes illustrations by DM Mitchell

You can get it here:

https://incunabulamedia.com/michael-mcaloran 

'the non herein' - Incunabula Media - 2025

*now available* 'the non herein'. 'Evocations of absence & disembodied longing.' Originally published in 2012, now resurrected with some fine illustrations by DM Mitchell. #poetry

You can find it here:

https://incunabulamedia.com/michael-mcaloran

 

'lightless pageantries' - Creative Writing Department - 2025

 

12.

turns from banquet eye

till forage ice

from the commence of null & asked of in the

nothing ever

once

cold distance a bloodless avarice

the sicken of

what hours drift of days of isolate through

bereft eye sung

in stricken echo

of coil within coil dust

to the extent of meat to tear to shred

from the hilt of silence

close of amber reckless blood a

terse marrow

taste

it-bitten lock of blind azure

dereliction

simulacrum tidal

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17.

in the rip of once recorded the burning effigy

silent orchard of razor-rip

pulse light of

the undimmed

strip till fathom taste of ocular

extension

blind what once

nothing/ what/

ever

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18.

as of all walls wounds a surface

a terse collective

the skin of which peeling away to surface graze of light

an abort of sky-dim

nothing of the which of bones

of lack

lapse of all weight

to the skin of shadowing

as extend of which the skinned

blood to exert

through depth what chase of carrion equations

to the hilt of earth

tears

soil sodden with recollect

into which was bailed in

futile

mimicry

=

23.

till drift of seasons

of the blood’s

asking of where nothing of abounds

in strip of pale blood

the weaken of till membrane escalate

spit of season

into the gait

of all that ever once nor will

intone of it to the skull of breath

& the arbitrary unsky of toothen abject

the rustic rip of soil

the blood beneath the fingernails

of desire

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27.

the run

the hunt of it neither of the

commence

the

belonging the

act

of burning oneself alive

turn blank shadow

lightless the

pageantries

the throat-grip

dark

=

28.

nothing unknown

bones the

curvature of weight ooze of promise faculty

dense as the

collect a turning of the blade/

recollect

skins to shed in the dead what once as onwardly to the of it in nullity exposed

recoils from what pane of

nowhere of to

be

all sudden weight of lightless

turns in bleak assemble

ever of in the

devout of cold drift neither of

the once equational

limit

till shine alight a light

a burn & fossil recollect adrift in dreamt approximate

of all what fallen

the skyline a slash-mark absence

of intent

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'lightless pageantries', my new collection of poems, 84pp, available from  creative writing department