A Beautiful Night
Hands shoved deep into his pockets
She thought, “They belong in my hair”
Shoved deep in his pockets.
(It’s the question of ownership…
With hands shoved deep in pockets
He owns himself).
Red, Blue & Alabaster Skin Crimes
Today I want to tear this alabaster skin away
From every sick and twisted crime that has been committed In the name of whiteness
May Moon in Scorpio
Last night
The lover that lives in my Scorpio Moon
Captured me,
Found me out,
Possessed my imagination
The Predator’s Lament
Oh! for the taste of
Fresh flesh rising:
Voiceless, passing, pressing of fresh flesh rising.
This Morning I Awoke #18
This morning I awoke,
A melancholy January snowfall.
No Ambition
Bleak
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