gold was I given discard along crooked path I wandered. predilection undefined abalone, bloodstone unearned wealth squandered. casting call grain alcohol perjury beckons bequeath sorrow upon tomorrow for I can hold no more today. Take the flower offered a little lighter coffer hand of gold proffered, intricate, this subtle parlay. Of substance, shared sustenance and shadow play. Image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading hold no more
I have shitty person syndrome. I finally got free but it flares up occasionally. I would sing you a wish but that’s just wishful thinking…remember that time I tried to make you fondue ’cause I knew you were fond of it too but it turned out like fucking glue and so I used it to put up flyers for that missing kid. I saw a murder of crows today and I swear they were flying sigils of Enochian majic. Stop, don’t tell me I’m crazy and yeah I know what it sounds like. she’s never coming back. I can’t stop … Continue reading ragged harmonies
“how cold is the water” she said my answer, far contrabassoon over empty harbor days glazed in bourbon haze temperatures rise fall, bitter, sweet tides bring arctic currents here. she knows the way lingers too long, longingly staring into smokey sea at me, mirrors clouded sun grazing upon surface it is the shadows she fears, darkening “how cold is the water” she asks, shallow breath taken just before chill will bend what you know frozen, we all take our turns. deep is this hurt burns something fierce frigid, space I can no answer her tears slip onto the dust of … Continue reading emptiness and cold water
irreverent telepathy soak my sins in mahogany let us invite the morning turpitude waning, decorous choral indignation suffering, a final note hung in hall of disregard phylogeny of manic regret we can fall no further than now place your pawn be wise, condemn us for you will know our fingers are for aching harmful sensations, this kiss unwanted. but i bleed you with ragged breath swallowing holy water imploring death to come and love me, misogyny. image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading mahogany
hey Brooklyn I heard your voice the other day radio man said that you had made the Big time that’s mighty fine for you hey Brooklyn how have you been? I can’t sing but I though I’d write you a song how are you holdin’ on we’re too far gone to cry now we’ve been too long apart. seven and change since you said goodbye the future always seems to pass me by it’s lonely here I thought I’d let you know never wanted any tears or sorrow not from you maybe, that’s partly true I kinda hope it makes … Continue reading hey, Brooklyn
The absence is fertile Cinder and wormwood oblique in caricature masque of navel peach engraved forbearance in an expression impression upon gaze become volatile, season of sundown. Bathe austere in bright color convene covenant, prayer coronal lost god 7 steps meet portal fear tread forward mete out sacrifice lay among lion and lamb lead, beg or follow choice begets meaning harbinger of reckoning. Slip slide grasping fall quiet shattering solemn vows in honor an exchange fruits’ pleasure ring around poesey storm moving swiftly toward shore. image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading Excandesco
“Hybrid Moments” if you’re gonna scream, scream with me moments like this never last When new creatures rape your face Hybrids open up the door ooh baby when you cry your face is momentary you hide your looks behind these scars in hybrid moments give me a moment give me a moment give me a moment ooh baby when you cry your face is momentary you hide your looks behind these scars in hybrid moments in hybrid moments in hybrid moments in hybrid moments give me a moment give me a moment Continue reading OP’s TSotD
when I first saw you I realized I would not compromise hey you yeah, you know I’m not fooled by your quiet negligence come and eat my bones mend my heart from pieces at my feet let’s get down and dance I wanna remember what it’s like to feel hungry again winter was long and dark I need a little napalm in the morning wild grass fires at night kill my kindness and be cruel show me what it’s like to taste carnal sin come hornet queen and feed on honey sting me where it counts make sure I’m paralyzed … Continue reading yeah, you Know
what do you say in the velvet aftermath? there is distance a kind sort of anger greens so loud they turn blue in sound of gone baby gone and hey, it’s hanging on that sometimes hurts most wrapped in barbed wire harder to work free when tangled entangled as two atoms can be knowing everything about the other remaining a universe apart gate is there; it’s just infinitesimally small stand better chances of burning in rain vice is worn spite turns to regret for the painful refrains falling upstream quelling capture worship frail release, wounds will not fester when the … Continue reading raw
Black, like a nuclear bomb We share the same blood You’re not alone, love Black, like a nuclear bomb We share the same blood You’re not alone, love Her smile shines through the desolate crowd Her heartbeat fell through the cloud like a painted picture Painted picture Black, like a nuclear bomb You feel the pain come, the pain come As the swelling aches for fun Like a nuclear bomb All the swans are swimming in a bathtub All the swans are swimming in a bathtub All the swans are swimming in a bathtub Up above, up above, up … Continue reading OP’s TSotD-Cherry Glazerr
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