Not owning the night
This night is on fire is one among millions, is sparkling with storm and sensations, is death and damnation, stillness and howling. This night is a night to remember, is […]
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The first of many summer nights
Still, the sky is not completely inked as chocolate skin on licorice, perfect is this, the first of many summer nights. At dawn I’ll wake, and go to sleep again. […]
Nightshade whispers
Is it lunacy — this slow decay of night? As nightshade whispers and how moths commit its suicide when flying close to light… A laughter fills my abdomen with rot […]
brimstone abstinence
Darkly this tempest is blowing listless and compressing midnight to obsidian shards; we’re sworn obsessiveness, doomed in a sootiness of chimneys broken, to icicles hurled against our soil. Dreaded, this […]
Almost well
The clock strikes twelve and all is almost well I’m close to warm with pillows to console me, as I lay here thinking of what once was dear the vows, […]
