Tag: love
-
Baddabing
First sign of ill behaviour Standing up, flipping tables Sit him down, eyelids sabled Not talking now, mouth stapled Trying to stand, as if he’s able Talk to man, as if he’s Plato And not a do nothing laid low in a cave I’m Alexander the Great ungrateful at being made To placate himself before…
-
Feel it in my bones
Evil in my marrow, in my gore, inheriting the impaler’s title Vision narrows like a foreshortening arrow before goring your visor I’m awake with the owls and foxes Moon like a stained glass copy of itself Head in a box, no return address to doxx Now comes the hour, this time is ours Cock that…
Alchemisland 