Coinage around my room Like I’m a dragon Who swallows diamonds Absent-mindedly Leaving change Around the place I need the best Rarest, hardest Minerals to keep To armor soft spots And to keep piling As a treasure den Altering states From weak to strong As I consume more Trinkets and valuables In order to lureContinue reading “Dragon’s Desire”
Category Archives: January Era (IV)
Radiolaria
What you must have felt As we connected by plasma What miasma would rise From frictious heat By the two of us And our heartbeats It was three Words You said to Me That made cyanide Drip between us Connect Us What lethal seed Of poison shared Now lingers as Ideas in the air WhatContinue reading “Radiolaria”
The Host
Host Host Host Host Consume Consume Consume Consume The Host The Host The Host The Host Waves Waves Waves Waves
Terror Suit
We introduce O2 Through tubes Fed by two Canisters To cut down on Panic-induced Breathing patterns Such as hyperventilating In the presence of Something that illicits Fear, we’ve made it so Anxiety is a non-issue This contains stress As well as the air Conditioning system We’ve fitted to hotspots After testing and distressing We’ve fittedContinue reading “Terror Suit”
Ares 5
Sand world Double-ringed Shattered nebula Surrounds it Like an atom smashed Explosion stretching Across clouds and Melted glass revolutions
Portal to Somewhere Else
In isolation Self-insulated I make a portal to Somewhere else In my locked bedroom I wire the sounds That heave with emotion Like heavy seas spraying Decks of passing ships That makes slick the Oiled wood keeping A simple rigged vessel Afloat I string the lights Like stars and supernovae On the same wavelength AsContinue reading “Portal to Somewhere Else”
Bodyrain
Droplets of steam Form on the windshield And windows After we’re done And as I start to drive They rain slowly down Drying to the glass These stains of our steam Captured after we Made a cold day warm
Condom Snapper
Lewd, I know But hey, Ar least there are More
Bog Witch Brew
Before there was meaning To any good celebrating We shared sips of coffee Grounds wet with rose water Tamped, strained, and shot Us into a daze of days That lasted a whole week Even though we weren’t weak It was the brew that was What weeks were made of What kicked off the morning AndContinue reading “Bog Witch Brew”
Wicked
Burial grounds unearth the ring On your finger: A coffin set in red Crystal rock As rich in color as Your bloody knuckles Before they scarred over. Walls hurt. Vibrant as the faux Eyeliner you’ve painted On, designed like Ozymandias still stood tall. Fastiduous and full of ardor Like a bog witch Performing a ritualContinue reading “Wicked”
Consume Reality! 