Category: LIT

Undressing the Sky

In love with dismal days, he told me why: Won by dimensions, his green eyes caress Big bosomed clouds. Suggestiveness of haze Conjures up Milky Ways of perfect tits And testicles enjoying their cloud crouch. Strange raining moonbeams rouse dark…

Thunder Polka

The thunder polka of a new romance Began today on my left foot, the one Believed to lead suggestiveness astray. True love’s a waltz: it’s measured and mature Like patience set to action. Dance decodes The blood, translates the shadows…

Edit

Can’t you let the film spool unseen on the stained floor? Its frames forever static as my fingers resplice our hands. Let my battalions of regret, lay their weapons down, we beseech you to take this wooden horse through the…