Always an addictive admix tincture scans thin to its needled needer. Tomorrow’s half fixity needily stalks what I am half picturing. Neither Deceiver nor too-credulous believer be. Levered threes. I cannot leave her be. My weed is full of seeds and frog dyed. Fox-slight frock-tight moon talks too tidily, leans into me Orions chews me;… Read more: Torch circuit for souls
My happenings are acted out without prior arrangement These scattered pages tasked with fashioning passion’s maybes. The heath the witch keeps is breeze-reaved, wind-blasted Cascading back sable-rapt from a labia-bathed astral bath Where with gay abandon we dallianced like famished rabbits. Matrices. Knocks in crowded threes upon my door’s laboured teak This impatient comer’s fated… Read more: Chasing the future
I am soon-quartered Chinese Gordon With mandarin jacket, gore-wet sword Impatient to avoid taint by glory’s oil In a Mahdi-cordoned Sudan. No more madding stalling orders. No more you can’t. Slow, pleasant tortures. Fugues; fumes; blue plants. Nude snaps. Two caps. Mute laughs. Two that yet haven’t, haven’t yet. Set inhabits my body. Amulet red;… Read more: Never hold the line
Riddle. Thought. Little lot Kitted, got Purple dots Persil, not. Eternal knot Cursive, brought To blood-bought life My knifemind’s misbegottens. Wordsmith. Softens. Caught her, now life. Acéphale’s neck cauterised. Weekends tended throatwise Goat, both thighs cum-striped Nighttime finery in endless supply Wick-leant liming light. A winey hellbulb’s strident fire. Civic wrongs. In a rented Civic,… Read more: Plumtonguer
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