Mercy of kajal and coffeewords
Shadowplay of past – my poesy, the streets are sordid rivers of kajal. With tongue still stiff I sip the bitterness of ale and coffeewords, Too scared to leave,too scared […]
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Our voices are volcanoes
Abyss, your eyes are calling, tempting darkly, over midnight waves, on wings I’m falling. In sun the wax is melting, but on skies I soar. My feet, once lead, have […]
Tamer’s songs
With submissive talons, shaded eyes through leather gloves I feel his veins upon his wrist I dream of skies, my heart beats strong from sparrow’s pain. On thermal columns, once […]
The scar of pearls
Darkly overhead on wings of dead-and-gone to woods where feeble ferns are teeth, and tongues where from the drying throats: a suitors’ voice a praise of clay and stone, demanding […]
Nocturnal spice
You whisper to the darkness; wishful truths believing that the moon is there for you believing night can bring eternal youth believing that the clotted blood is dew In fall […]
