Lotsa nice mornings lately. Sometimes sitting with a book, sometimes I’m in someone’s arms just whispering in the mid-morning light. Mornings are slow but evenings are more unpredictable. Sometimes slow with leisure time and confusion over what to do, sometimes packed with homework, and sometimes packed with silly endeavors and entertainments. Btw… I fail at [...]
Category Archives: pieces
Nothing to tell, and far from owning… The smallest relation breeds perilous trust… (infant incisers and wicked eye-teeth, stalking their betters inflicting themselves on soft, yielding breasts, with jaws ever aching and lips craving flesh) an unhealthy brilliance in far-shining globes reflecting alert in his yellow orbs sending ripples and waves encircling escape preventing all [...]
Untitled Clocks and keys, jaws and teeth Thirteen round the rope make wreaths… of mistletoe, and birdlime grip to hold or strangle, take your pick I, alchemist, drown in my solutions. ————- Trapped Pen-tip stabbing, carving thoughts… the floor ablaze in swampgas visions and fox-fire crawling down my neck. All eyes seeing, from Argus spawned [...]
fire licks the wounds it creates gentle, so not to fester ash remnants, at least, bear some gentle comforts… soft or coarse they may be touched without repulsion water rots what it does not wash away, sparing oblivion… but it is no mercy. there are dead things on the waves… So, raven… how can [...]
just some little bits that came into my mind today… *** tiny fingers tangle pressing spark my soul, so tracing lines. the warm, soft press of her glad face speaks a silent choice to mine. *** As the house burns Friendships deepen, and sad hearts gladly reconcile. In ash, love bares it’s soul intention and [...]
