Cleaved as I am in lust
so close I cannot see, cannot hear
Mouth to mouth, mated
I live in your chin.
Anger and love war in your eyes.
As tears spill,
I drink them
bitter
Bitter in my belly
I lose form and passion,
blind no more.
Month: September 2025
The earth reveals
Hideous empty egg your contents foul poisoned by the shade of a formless phantom. baring marks of cruelty black seeds of fetid thought where elemental beauty died.